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The other hand came down hard on my ass. The slap echoed through the room and I moaned. The sting was sharp and immediate, heat blooming across my ass cheek. He slapped the other side just as hard. "Count," he growled. "One Sir." He spanked me over and over, alternating cheeks, each strike harder than the last. My ass was on fire, the skin burning, tears pricking at my eyes from the intensity of it. But underneath the pain my pussy was dripping, aching, begging to be filled again.

, 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

He rubbed the spot soothingly, then delivered another smack to the other cheek — harder this time. “Count them for me, princess,” he said, voice calm and steady. “Ten spanks for coming home so late and dressed like you wanted attention from boys who don’t deserve you.” “One…” I breathed as the third smack landed. By the fifth, my ass was warm and tingling, and I was dripping down my thighs. Marcus noticed. He paused to slide his fingers back between my legs, pumping them slowly inside me while he continued the spanking with his other hand. “Six… seven… oh God, Daddy—” My voice broke into a moan as his fingers curled perfectly against that sweet spot inside me.

The spanking was done with me kneeling on the couch bent over the back instead of over his knee for obvious reasons. Eventually he brought me to bed and I fell asleep with his arms around me. I assume it was tough for him not to rub my nipples or clit, but he managed. Saturday morning he took off the Band-Aides and washed my nipples with antiseptic. No matter how much I begged, he wouldn't rub or suck them. My clit got the same treatment, although I almost came just from the gentle cleansing rub he gave it. It was crazy how aroused I became. It was also crazy how quickly I just accepted that wearing handcuffs and being naked was normal. I even gave him a thank you blow job after he fed me br

"Such a dirty little fake. You wanted this so bad, didn't you, Jay?" "Fuck, yes, Jake, please," I whined in my sleep, my body arching off the mattress as he teased my sensitive skin with a vibrating wand until I was crying out his name. "Take it," he whispered softly, driving a thick dildo deep into my core and spanking my ass with a loud clack until I was writhing against the sheets. "Ah, ah, fuck," I gasped in the dream. And the worst part was that I loved every single second of it. I snapped awake, gasping for air, my heart hammering against my ribs.

I nodded at him from the mirror, opening my lips to talk as I realized I should use words, but before I could say anything, he pulled back and spanked my ass so hard, making me squirm. "Fucking words, baby!!!" He let out a hot low growl, spanking my other ass, and just like that, Gabriel began spanking my both ass as he graced my ears with dirty words, growling harder. I felt tears prick at the corner of my eyes, my pussy throbbing harder from his spanking.

His voice was heavy with cruel determination as the leather crop sliced through the thick silence and licked across my flushed flesh. “Nooo….,” AUTHOR'S NOTE - Thank you so much for giving a try to my first story. Hope you enjoy reading this story of Ella & Ved. English is not my native language so that, if you can past over some of the grammatical mistakes then I'm sure, you won't be dissatisfied with this story. It's just a first small step towards my writing journey, hoping that you all give your supports and love to my story. Warning⚠️ This story does contain mature contents like kink sex, spanking and dirty talks. If you don't like this or can't see past of it, then read on your own ris

Frankie said softly. I looked into his eyes and said, “You spanked me.” He grinned and kissed me. “Well you wouldn’t see reason and sometimes a child needs a spanking to see the error of their ways. And I would be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized a less dramatic version of that before.” he said and I gasped heat arrowing straight to my core.

I don't want to end up on the floor! "Calm down, baby." Noah cooed. "I see your mind running a mile a minute. I need you to get out of your head. Just feel and be present with me. Here and now. Can you at least try, baby girl?" I nodded and quickly corrected myself. That got me a playful spank on the bottom. Noah didn't use spanking as a punishment because he knows how much I enjoy it. If it's a turn on, it shouldn't be a punishment. That's teaching 101, don't give treats for bad or unwanted behavoir.

Chapter 1: Caught Fucking Around Trigger warning: This story is raw, gritty. It's not the kind that pets you. It will strip you off your pride like a little dirty dog, take you to your peak and punish you harder. When you're done, your pussy won't be the only thing that leaks... your master's marks will be your new tattoo, and little puppy, you'll thank him for it. Drop now if you hate dirty stories with degradation. Britanny's POV