Fm Spanking Stories Novels & Stories

“Brad! It's so deep... fuck me harder!” Her voice was a plea, body quaking. His free hand came down on her ass with a sharp spank, the wet smack resounding. “You love being my fucktoy, don't you?” Another spank reddened her cheek, then he soothed it with a rub before spanking again. Turning her roughly to face him, Brad slapped her breasts, light but stinging smacks that made them jiggle and her nipples tighten. “These bounce so nicely when I hit them.”

“I was on fire that night; I had a lot to drink before. You see, these men were special, VIP. They paid for me and I gave them a darn good show. I had on my favorite gold bikini set. It’s basically a strip of clothing; doesn’t cover anything—” I squeezed my eyes shut, my thumb digging into a wooden bead. “Candy, please. This is not—” “The lights in the VIP room were so dim I couldn’t see their faces,” she continued, ignoring me. Her voice was low. “But I could feel them. It was supposed to be a simple dance, and I am a darn good dancer. A dance to get their cocks hard, but it wasn’t enough for them. A hand found my waist; one of the men pulled me toward him with a force that tore my panties

“ now princess - spread your legs for me “ I was still reeling in the shock of being smacked when all of a sudden this order fell on me . I wanted to refuse and maybe because of his sick sociopath powers , Jacob understood my rebellion as well , his grip on my thigh tightened as he growled “do you really wanna fail this test princess ? “ Of course mid way I stopped fighting and splayed on his knees without any struggle because I understood that this spanking was Jacob’s own , test how much my girlfriend trust me test - so I knew that he wouldn’t like it if I refused him right now . I sighed , and let my spread open exposing how wet I was . Jacob I loved it when I had Bella in my lap , and

Her pussy was pointing at her mother, which was probably the more preferable to Cindy, but it also meant she was staring at her father's cock. "Thirty with my hand, slave, thirty with the Enforcer, and thirty with the whip. We'll string you up for the last two." "Yes, Domina." I proceeded to give Cindy a brisk spanking of thirty strokes. Whether it was my spanking or the fact it was occurring in front of her parents, or the overall lewdness of the day, Cindy climaxed before I reached the end, begging to cum and moaning quite nicely for us when she received permission. Dan's and Master's cocks were hard. Master drew Lisa onto his lap to take care of his.

His right leg trapped both of hers and his left arm held her in place, 'You already know why I am spanking you Katya so now I want you to count each one out loud. His hand came down on her ass in a strong steady rhythm, never hitting the same place twice and turning it a deep shade of pink, when she got to twenty he stopped and stroked her burning cheeks, 'You have the most delectable ass little Wolf, it is perfect for spanking and you must enjoy it to or you would learn to behave.' She whimpered as he began

Flora anticipates the purported punishment by folding her hands tightly in her lap. Flora was able to nod in response to his deep voice when he said, "Count as I spank you." spank "Fuck....one!" Flora reported that contrary to what she had anticipated, she was not experiencing any pain. It had no effect other than to make her wetter; what the hell, Flora, are you becoming? "Two..." She muttered as his hand landed on her behind once more, rubbing her behind as well. As he continued to act in that manner, she was on fire.

, Sir." I heard him moving behind me, then felt his hands securing my ankles to the bench legs. Then my wrists, stretched out in front of me. I was immobilized, ass in the air, utterly helpless. "Perfect," he murmured, his hand smoothing over my ass cheeks. "Tell me, princess, have you ever been spanked?" "No, Sir." "Then we'll start with my hand. Count them." The first smack landed on my right cheek—sharp, stinging, making me gasp. "One, Sir!" He spanked me methodically, alternating cheeks, building heat with each strike. By ten, I was squirming. By fifteen, I was whimpering. By twenty, I was sobbing—but not from pain. From something else. Something that felt like release. "Color?" he deman

look that said I was beautiful, I just couldn’t resist doing what he wanted. It satisfied something deep inside me. I wanted it. Needed it. Once he returned and had removed his vestments, he bent me over the desk. “I am going to spank you and I want you to count each hit, thank me for it, and ask for another. If you want me to stop say red. Is that clear?” “Yes, Father.” My clit was already swollen with anticipation. He seemed to notice this, too, so he went to his desk, pulled something out, and came back up behind me. I felt something hard pinch my clit. “Ow!” “The clothespin will stay there while I spank you.” “Yes Father,” I whimpered. It hurt and it felt so good at the same time. I fel

“Damien—fuck—please. I need to cum. I’ll do anything.” “Anything?” “Yes.” He untied my ankles, flipped me onto my stomach, my wrists still bound. Pulled my hips up so I was on my knees and my ass in the air. His hand came down, in a sharp smack on my ass. I yelped, heat blooming. “That’s for breaking the rule.” Another smack, harder. I moaned, pushing back. “You like that?” “Yes.” He spanked me until my ass was hot, stinging, each slap sending jolts to my clit. Then his fingers slid inside me, three this time, stretching and filling me.

I was so excited, but my excitement about getting someone new who's having a softer hand, well long story short, I messed up. I talked back to Damien, disrespected him, ran away, refused to put my toys, stole candy, well I was out of control. That was landed me in Damien's lap for a spanking, I tried to push him away, to run and hide but he got me pinned in his lap, pulled my pants down! He's not gonna do this bare! Please god, don't let him do this. Smack. The first slap landed on my bum, I went limp, this hurt!