Novel & Cerita Fm Spanking Stories

Tom: "Seems like the slut of your girlfriend is getting off being spanked by a real man." When Sophie heard Tom's words, she felt so humiliated and so ashamed for poor Ethan. But yes, although the spanking was very painful, it was arousing her a lot. This in itself added to the humiliation, knowing that what this bully of a big strong man was doing to her turned her on. It made her feel like a true slut, to be exposed, naked in front of a group of men she barely knew. She'd never met Victor's henchmen before; these were total strangers, and she was completely naked over one of their laps receiving her first ever bare assed spanking with the others watching her being degraded as well as her l

I ordered, the authority in my voice underscoring the demand for clarity. "I hit a few, only adults, never a child. I haven't taken any unwillingly, and I respect any woman in bed," Frank confessed, his face flushing as he continued. Warriors gathered around, witnessing the unfolding spectacle. "I may seem like a hard man, but I'm not. I like to be dominant, a strong woman to tie me up and give me a swift spanking," he admitted, prompting laughter from those around us. I growled disapprovingly at the display.

The slow movement felt nice, and my pussy wrapped around his cock as it moved in and out. Then, he gave my arse a light slap... SPANK! And then his fingers dug into me. I let out a shocked yelp at him spanking me but then turned my head and smiled. "That the best you can do?" I joked. Funny, with his cock balls deep inside of me. "Oh, you asked for it." He replied back. This time, Liam slapped my arse harder! Hard enough to echo through the roadside and make my arse cheeks jiggle. "Fuuuck!" I moaned. "That's more like it... Liam... spank me!"

But I was no match to his strength. "What the hell are doing? Stop beating me, dammit!" SMACK! "Aagh!" "It's called spanking. My usual go-to is ten with the tawse or cane on bare ass, but for you, I would amend it a little. You will get five of my best with my bare hand and over the dress. Stop wriggling now," he told me in a smooth voice. Ten...five. What was he talking about? The jumbled thoughts were cut short when the third slap hit the fleshy-thigh on my left, harder than the previous two. The last two on alternate cheeks intensified pain and burn I hadn't experienced before.

Each thrust of his fingers drove me over the edge, but just before I could reel over the edge, he pulled away, leaving me empty and writhing for a release. I cried, thrashing on the seat. “Please daddy, I need to-“ “You can, and you will. Until I decide that you’ve earned it.” Adrian dragged me across the seat, manhandling me until I was on my knees, face pressed against the leather and ass high. The gown slipped down to the my waist, exposing everything. I heard the sound of his zipper, the metallic click of his belt unfastening. Fear and hunger muddled in my mind as he spanked me once and the sting shot across my ass. My gasped echoed in the car.

I ordered, spanking her cheeks hard—left, right, alternating until they glowed crimson, the handprints blooming like brands. She complied with a whimper, pushing her ass higher, her face buried in the couch cushions. "Spank me more, Alexander—punish me for being late today, for making you wait!" she pleaded, her voice muffled but desperate. I smirked, the memory of her tardiness fueling my strikes. Each slap echoed like a gunshot, her skin jiggling, her cries growing louder. "Yes! Harder—make it sting! I'm sorry, sir—I'll never be late again!"

as I wished that my mom would go back to fingering my pussy and rubbing my clit. I cried out a sobbing "Four" as another spank hit my ass. I was on the verge of tears, as I yearned for her fingers and thumb to move again. I cried out "Five" as another spank struck my ass. I literally cried out "Six" as another spank hit my sore ass and tears streamed down my face. I felt another spank and sobbed out "Seven" as my body was now wracked with pitiful sobs. I tried to ignore the pain to my ass cheeks, but another spank delivered to my immensely sore ass forced a sob of "Eight" from my trembling lips. Tears were now free flowing down my cheeks, as yet another hard spank forced me to cry out loudly

My hand went behind her head, pacing her efforts and driving her down over my dick. No longer holding her tits, Pete was ready for more and started slapping her with his dick. That was mesmerizing to watch, but it got better when I joined in. Two big cocks spanking her big titties was hot as fuck...definitely something for the "spank bank." We were sword fighting over her tits, and that's when inspiration hit, looking at him, "Lets fuck'r together!" He grinned, "We always fuck'r together...or do you mean both dicks at the same time?"

“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.

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. My grip on her hair tightened as I pressed my lips to her ear. “You didn’t count so that one won’t be considered part of the ten.” I told her, making her whimper. I spanked her hard again, forcing her to screām ‘one’. “That’s more like it.” I whispered in her ear, caressing her asš cheek with the hand that delivered the blow. “I love making you screām.” I stopped caressing her asš to smack the same red cheek again. “Two.” She panted as her legs trembled before screāming ‘three’ with the next smack.