Fm Spanking Blog Novels & Stories

I quickly shifted my dress, and knelt on the bed, exposing my freshly shaved cunt. The door to my room opened, heavy footsteps following rapidly. A low whistle came, making me moan softly. “So, dearest patient of mine, ready to log your complaint in the deep warmth where your information is safe and secured?” I teased. A spank greeted me in response. I frowned, knowing that Adams had never done that before. But then again, he only just recently discovered that role-playing was his fetish.

I was here until he decided to let me go. As his hands slapped over my oversenttized butt, I cried out, but it soudned more like a damned moan. TO my horror, I rollled my hips, trying to grind my clit against his solid trousers-covered thighs. And despite the agonizing pain, I lifted my ass higher, lifting for the blows, rubbing my clit and nipples over his thighs with reckless abandon. I was going to cum. Wetness will flood out of my hole and stain his pants all because Keagan was spanking me. As suddenly as the blows started, they stopped.

He smiled, I shifted back fearfully. "Ohh don't worry slave, this will not be too painful." He smirked. "Now I want you to get on that fridge over there, and shoot out your ass for me. Master needs to spank you for being very disobedient. My fridge wasn't the long standing one, it's more like the short, flat long one?... I guess. My hands went involuntarily to my ass, I can't let Ethan spank me on my ass. That shit is painful. My mum once spanked me and I got her arrested. I was ten years old then. Ever since then, no one has ever done that to me again.

A loud shriek escaped from my mouth as a stinging hot pain hit me from where his large strong palm connected with my bottom. What the fuck? I've never been smacked before, never relinquished control to anyone in the bedroom to the point of playing games like this, and now... SMACK I didn't even know he's lifted his hand again and already he's spanked me again in the same spot, even harder this time. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! His precision is vicious. Each hit is landing in precisely the same spot on my left buttock, making it feel like it's been dipped in gasoline and set aflame.

The next couple of spanks alternate between my left and right asscheek and I make sure to count out loud to ten. "The next ten will be done with the paddle, since regular spanking never gets my point across," he says and I hear him pick the paddle off the bed. How didn't I see that before! I hate the paddle so much, it stings and leaves a blunt pain that I can't stand. My thighs tense up as I wait for the wooden instrument to hit my skin. "Do you need to safeword out?" Damian asks quietly. I realise my body is shaking and my breathing is much quicker than it was before.

It was so fucking painful, she just wanted him to stop and fuck her already. She had been belt spanked and hand spanked a couple times by her clients back at the club, so she picked spanking fetish because she believed it was something she could handle. She was handling it pretty good but couldn't wait for it to end. The camera zoomed in-between her thighs at her extremely wet pussy that was already dripping it's juices down her thighs. Collin stopped flogging and stroked her extremely red bottom gently. “It's over now my dear.” She breathed hard and let go of his dick. The camera men were looming everywhere.

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 heard him chuckle from behind and I could sense that he was smiling, the demonic frog is definitely enjoying this, I've never been spanked before and whenever I watched it on porn or read it, I felt like it's gonna be fucking painful but this isn't painful, it's so pleasurable that I want more of it, the shocking sensation it sends through my body is erotically hot and I want more of it, I suddenly flinched when his large palm rubbed the sensitive area where he had spanked me and the feel was so rough and gentle, his touch kept me on my toes because I didn't know when the next hit would land,

The pain is worth it. Dominic keeps spanking me, making my bottom hotter and sorer, his hand going lower and lower, until he is spanking me right where I sit. “Open your thighs.” He gives the order and when I don’t follow it immediately, he slides his hand between them and pulls them open. His fingers find my sex, run along the slippery seam of my lower lips and part them. My inner lips are exposed, the little hole at the entrance of me. “My little girl likes being spanked by her daddy, doesn’t she?”

So bad An amount of incredible pain and at the same time, I get wet as I have never been in my life. I feel I'm getting more liquid in my pussy and again. BAM. He spanks me. I shout. Unexpectedly. After spanking me like that, he gently strokes my butt with his hand, while he squeezes my hair into his fist. Take in the pain of the first spanking and I'm ready, ready to have more. He understands that I want more as I move my pelvis back and forth. “Are you eager huh?” he asks, rubbing the palm of his hand on my butt cheeks gently at first. He then starts kneading it hard like playdough again and again