Fm Spanking Stories Novels & Stories

I yelped and rocked forward to get away, but his other fingers held me by the waist and another followed Smack Smack! In quick sessions. My eyes clenched “Hm-“ “Shhh” he smoothed a hand over my spine and the next smack lands on my other cheek. My fingers fit in the sheets and then two more. Smack! Smack! “That was for touching your pussy when I told you not to” Crap, “But I didn’t come” “Like I’d let you off with a little spanking if you explicitly disobeyed me” Oh good, thank God.

Jasmine lie over his lap for her spanking. “Open your legs.”He ordered.”As wide as you can.” She gulped and did as he said. He pulled his hand back and slapped her hard between her legs. She howled and instinctively closed the gap between her thighs. “Open up.”He said,softly.”The sooner you do as you’re told,the soon this will be over.” She was shaking and dreading the next blow but she opened her legs. He hit her again and she squealed but she forced herself not to close her legs.

"Yeah.....Liam is....looks a lot like his mother so i am not surprised....the thing i was surprised about was actually you....that he chose you as his girlfriend.....not because of yourself but he's so on then opposite of you!I can see in your eyes and read your body that you don't like basic, boring stuff or people but that is Liam and so was his mom!" "So.....if i may ask....why did she...? I ask softly. "You may because I don't want to hide things from you" And while I listen I nod as understanding. "As you already might have seen or maybe not yet....but I'd love to do 'things', I'm an adventures guy and not only by traveling.....but also in the....bedroom.....my wife couldn't appreciate

“There’s nothing wrong with kink. You shouldn’t feel shame for having those desires.” “Yes, but…what kind of normal, decent person likes being beaten up?” “Do I beat you up?” I asked, only slightly amused. “You know what I mean.” I smiled and slid off the desk. I crouched in front of her, lifted her hands off the folder, and opened it. “A spanking is not the same as a beating. I don’t use my fists. I will never use my fists on you.” I turned the first page over and showed her. “See?” I traced the finger down my list of hard no’s. “No punching.”

He laid me over his lap again while I tensed knowing what's coming I tensed, trying to contract my bum cheeks, but when the first slap landed, I screamed up, it hurt, but he kept spanking me, after the third one, I relaxed, I couldn't keep on tensing. "You would not leave anywhere without asking me first," he says, landing a painful smack, but he wasn't using his hand anymore, these hurt worse. "You would not lie to me," he says landing two slaps. "You would obey, even if I have to take you over my knees every day," he says smacking my bum over and over again with the same torture device he had in his hand.

Another smack. "I'm your girlfriend." "Again!" Another smack... "I'm your girlfriend damn it! I'm your girlfriend! I'm your girlfriend!" When Christy's spanking finally ended, her ass glowed red and radiated warmth. He soothingly ran his hand up and down each of her firm, young butt cheeks and squeezed them. Bent over the kitchen table she sobbed, her bare ass red and sticking out for him. Reggie took advantage of this opportunity, pulled down his boxers and aimed himself at his weary target.

Then one open palm came down hard. “Ahhh—” The sharp sting bloomed across my right cheek. He spanked the left one next, then the right again, steady and firm, until both sides of my ass felt hot and sensitive. Each smack made my pussy clench and drip onto the sheets. “Ahhhh… Daddy… ahhhh…” “Louder,” he ordered, and spanked me again. “I want to hear every sound while I mark this ass.” He kept spanking until my skin burned and I was moaning into the mattress. Then I felt the thick head of his cock rub through my soaked folds. He was so hard. So long. The curve of him pressed against my entrance.

Rougher. Yanking my head up so much that I thought it was going to snap right out of my neck, Dominic forced my face into the hardwood floor. Letting go of my head, he violently pulled my arm so far back that ache rippled through me and he locked them together with the chain before connecting the spreader bar and forcibly spreading my legs painfully wide. “Hmm.” I moaned internally, my pussy a wet mess as I awaited his cock but I knew that I had to be patient for him to brutally punish me before fucking me.

“About my colleagues knowing what a whore I am. About my husband finding out I let the office destroy me…” Lena grabbed her hair and forced her back down, riding her face roughly. I slammed into her ass, the pressure building in my balls. It was all insane, Mara’s body jerking between us, her tits bouncing, Lena’s ass smothering her, my cock stretching her tightest hole while Jamal wrecked her pussy. “More,” I snarled, spanking her ass hard. “Tell us what you’re risking.”

I moan and squirm as he handles me. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask. He opens his eyes and swats my bare bottom. “I told you how I feel about that language,” he says. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask again. He turns me around. He pushes me against the wall of the shower. “You need discipline,” he says. His hard cock is pressing against me. He begins spanking my bottom hard. It feels so good. I am going to be a brat from now on. I cannot help but moan as he swats my ass over and over.