F/m Spanking Novels & Stories

I cried out loudly as he hit the deepest part of my vagina repeatedly, until he finally climaxed. "Oh, fuck yes!" he exclaimed as he ejaculated inside me. "This is gonna be fun." He momentarily left the room and returned with a wooden paddle, which he used to spank my tender buttocks. He spanked me hard and mercilessly, ensuring my entire bottom turned red and inflamed. He forced me to lift my legs and slide my feet against the bed, spanking me even harder and eliciting angry screams. He also smacked my thighs, making me scream even louder.

I flattened my hands on the floor, breathing hard. Oh, fuck. “Stay still, pet. It won't hurt much, unless you wiggle about.” Our of fear, my feet shot out wildly but he clamped a leg over my knees, locking me in a death grip. The first smack landed just below my left arse cheek — sharp and stinging, causing me to hiss in annoyance, rather than in pain. The subsequent ones landed, more forceful, the stings making my legs weak. Just like the flogging, it was a mixture of pain and arousal — balanced effortlessly. Suddenly he stopped spanking and rubbed his hand over the intense heat on my arse cheeks and the pain melted away, like morning dew, transporting me to cloud nine.

I gasped, back arching. “Fuck, Kiera…” “Shut up.” She curled them, found that spot, rubbed mercilessly. “You’re gonna take three. Then four. Then my cock. And you’re gonna thank me for every inch.” She worked me open ruthlessly, scissoring, thrusting, adding a third finger while her other hand cracked down on my ass—sharp, stinging slaps that made me yelp and clench around her fingers. “You like that?” Smack. “Like your big sister spanking you while she fingers your greedy little cunt?”

“Fuck, look at you. So ready for me already.” He spun me around again, pressing my chest against the door. His hand came down hard on my ass with a loud smack. I gasped at the sharp sting. “That’s for keeping all this tension inside you,” he said, spanking me again, harder. The sound echoed through the room. Heat bloomed across my skin as he rubbed the sore spot, then slapped it once more. “Leone, fuck—”

He trailed off and let out a low scoff. "All these and more did nothing but provoke him. He would lock me up in my room for hours, sometimes up to a day without food or water, just so i could 'reflect' on my actions. He would fold his leather belt and 'whip the disrespect' out of me, saying it was the best way to teach me a lesson. He was nothing but a bully to me. I acted as the 'scapegoat' for the twins, as an example shown to them, just so they could know what would happen if they slipped up.

I murmured, curling my finger, and running it up and down her dripping slit. With my other hand, I grabbed her hair, bringing her face closer to me. “It’ll be ten instead of twenty spankings because I need to have my dīck inside of you already. But after I’ve fūcked you, we will complete the next ten.” I told her as she licked her lips. I rubbed her asš gently before lifting my hand and delivering the first spanking, making her bite her bottom lip and grip the arm rest tightly.

, he said and spanked her hard, "You sound like a school girl. A sl*t like you can do better" "I want you to fill me with your big hard c**k and f**k me hard. I want to screem from pleasure. Please now." "Much better", he said spanking hard and entering her in one swift motion. Jackie gasped from pain and pleasure. He was spanking her and f**king her in the right rhytm, hitting her g-spot. . She gave in to absolute pleasure. She was sweating, and her makeup was melted. Her juices were dripping, and his dirty encouragements were bringing her even more to the edge.

“Let me make you feel good again.” He thrust into me without any warning, so hard and rough I couldn't help but scream his name. “Damnn I love it when you scream my name.” His voice was laced with lust as he kept going, picking pace with every thrust. Soon I match him, moaning loudly as he pounds stars into my eyes. Frank definitely has a kink for spanking, cause I kept feeling stings on my ass he plunges deeper and deeper. He found my hands and placed them on my back before trapping them together with his right hand while using his left one to spread my cheek as he thrust continuously.

spank Come on baby say you're mine. I increased the thrust of my fingers. “fuck.. Vel… say you're mine.” Spank… I slapped her ass ten times, her buttocks turned red as my palm print appeared on it. “Fine, I'm yours. I'm yours only when we are indoors but when we are outside I'm just your best friend's daughter.” Spank…. I splanked her ten more times, angered by her words. I resumed fingering her.

"I can't what? Speak up, sweetie. Are you here for my approval, or do you want another F?" "No!" she shook her head fervently. "No, you can... you can spank me. That's fine. So I, um... what do I do?" I ventured a thin smile. "Assume the position." "Yeah, but... what position? If you want me on your lap you'll have to sit down. Or do I just grab my ankles, or...? You have to throw me a bone, here, Mr. Canon." I let my displeasure show, and the effect was visibly chastening. "First things first, spanking is about punishment, and contrition. If I wanted sass, I'd have brought Taylor over. You have to want my approval more than her, don't you?"