Good Boy Spanking Novels & Stories

Kaden asked and I could tell he was really trying hard to keep his composure. I looked up at him. “My father abused me emotionally and physically. He starved me, berated me and practically sold me off. I want nothing to do with him.” Kaden nodded slowly. “The way you flinched in the gym… when I asked you who hit you. It was him wasn’t it?” I nodded fighting back the tears that threatened to emerge. “I know I shouldn’t hate anyone but I hate him, Kaden. I never want to see him again. He doesn’t deserve to walk free.”

"Good girl. That was better, my wet little slut. But I think your earlier needy wiggling just earned you a few more firm strokes on this sweet little bottom. Why don't you count out ten more for me." He began to spank her again, still slowly, but this time with greater force as she counted his strokes. Her bottom jiggled with each stroke, and he could see the pink beginning to darken and intensify. When he reached the tenth stroke, her ass was red and hot, and his cock was hard and throbbing beneath her. "Very good, little girl. Can you feel what you have done to Daddy? I think it's time that you thank me properly for giving you the discipline that you needed."

The poor girl I’m about to traumatize hides her face in his chest, laying still underneath him. “Rounding up the torturous school year with a good fuck I see.” I say with a biting tone. “What do you want, Caldwell?” He bites back and when he attempts to open his mouth again—probably to throw an insult at me—I beat him to it by tossing the paper bag at him.

But Noah didn’t stop, “So when they finally invited us to your private island beach house for Thanksgiving weekend, they took it as a golden opportunity to get back on their feet, and I got shipped along with them. Even when I told them I hated your fucking guts.” I hit him again, my knuckles splitting open, pain shooting up my arm with the sheer force of it. “I said shut up!” He’s not fighting back. Why the fuck isn’t he fighting back? Noah kept going, his voice raspy but steady, almost as if he was enjoying himself. “So we get there and you start getting up to your usual shit. My dad told me to be on my best behavior so your dad would approve of us and invest in our small company. Meaning

I stood up as he left, Ken sliding off my lap. I looked down at my son, his dark hair and eyes peered up at me pleadingly. He was almost five years old. I knelt down in front of him and smoothed his hair back. "What's wrong, baby? Why don't you like Bennett?" I asked. "He sucks," Ken declared, stamping his foot. "He's soooo boring. He doesn't even know about Spider Man."

Tommy: Have a good first day kiddo :) I smile and reply: Thanks, I will <3 Tommy owns an MMA gym with his best friends Ryan and Dylan and they practically raised me when I started going there after my mother died. I spent almost all of my waking hours outside of school with them. They not only taught me how to fight, but about the value of hard-work and about controlling my emotions; all of these things were instrumental in me becoming the person I am today. Not many teenagers can go through what I did and come out stronger and I owe most of that to these guys.

Tutoring The Bad Boy [When Miss Petite meets Mr. Arrogant] * . 🍭Episode 5🍭 * 💕Ariel Woods💕 I stare at my broken glasses on the floor unable to do anything as tears formed a pool underneath my eyes. Haven simply walks off with his friends who were jeering him for what he did to me. 👥Ooh. She's crying. So bad! 👥She deserves it. No one has ever slapped Haven that way.

Never but Savaş just seemed to bring out my darkest side. "Oh, that's my good girl, taking whatever I give her." There is the damn word again, I didn't even mean to clench my pussy around nothing but the way he said the word 'good girl' had me gasping and not before long I was a moaning mess when Savaş kept on spanking me, alternating between my ass cheeks… pain and pleasure.

I pulled back, trying to catch my breath, but he spanked me hard against my ass. My body jolted on reflex as he did it again, a loud moan escaping my lips with the assault. “Oh, yes, yes, Daddy… spank me so hard… I’ve been a bad girl.” He growled at my words, a deep rumble that made my legs shake and my core vibrate.

I am the all- American good girl. Oh, baby! Nice ass." I want to lick and fuck your ass." He squeezed it hard." Ouch, I said with tears in my eyes." But for now, I am going to spank you." You have been a bad sub who needs to be punished. " No.! I will be good." Please don't smack my ass." Please." I started to panic. " I will be a good girl," I promise. Let me go." He didn't hear me." I felt this awful pain in my backside." He smacked my ass hard." I can't believe he's doing this." I try to move away from his advance with his hand."