Good Boy Spanking の小説・ストーリー

“At every visit, he was in the background, cutting someone’s hair, hitting someone with a shoe, being rude to the supervisors, and we just knew . . . he was ours.” “Wow.” I breathe, biting the inside of my cheek. “But anger doesn’t go away just like that. I admit that he has settled from the raging toddler he was, but Samuel is very explosive,” You’re telling me. “And no matter what we try to do to help him change, it ever works.”

I skidded to a stop,my heart pumping fast from all the adrenaline coursing through my body. I dragged in a ragged breath lifting my helmet off my head.I slicked back my hair that had fallen over my eyes. Sweat was pouring down my back in droves. Jasper rushed to my side from the sidelines screaming,"that's my best friend,that is my man". This boy was not the least bit shy about how corny he sounded.I laughed due to how infectious his happiness was. He draped his hands over me as he squeezed me in a tight hug,not the least bothered by how sweaty I was.He finally released me ,his hands ruffling my hair.

He says as his hand comes down on my ass, the sharp slap almost making me gasp before I catch myself in time, not spilling his goddamn cum. The punishing spank he lands on my bottom is harder than the ones he’s been giving me. Just when I thought he was over he spanks me again, on the same cheek with the same punishing hardness that leaves my ass arching hot and hard. "So do you want to be a bad girl or a good girl for daddy?"He says as he leaves another bruising spank on the same goddamn spot. I try to arch away from him the burning sting of his palm bringing tears to my eyes but his hand holds me firmly in place.

“Tell me how bad you want my cock.” “Daddy...” I whimpered, the word scraping out raw. “Daddy...Harder.” He groaned at that, deep, filthy approval. “That’s my girl.” His free hand landed on my ass, not hard, just enough sting to spread heat across my skin. I jolted forward, pussy throbbing around his cock. “You’re such a naughty girl,” he rasped, spanking me again, lighter, teasing. “Sneaking away from Mommy and Daddy to get fucked in a bathroom like a desperate little whore.”

“I’ll give them a spanking. That’ll fix it.” “Hey! Kendrick!” He cleared his throat. “If it’s a boy, he gets a spanking. If it’s a girl, I’ll reason with her.” “This isn’t about boys or girls!” She stared at him, exasperated. “How do you reason with a three-month-old baby? And spanking is absolutely out of the question.” Even a two- or three-year-old wouldn’t necessarily respond to reason. And his “boy gets hit, girl gets reasoned with” approach? Way too reckless.

His voice slid down my legs like lube, glistening my cunt. “You are being a bad girl, little dove.” I swallowed. Harder. My body tensed. The dangerous closeness fogged my brain. “Do you know what happens to bad girls?” He asked, his voice smooth like silk. Like sin. Like a warning. He paused. For a moment. Dragged his long tongue down my neck and ran it to my shoulder, biting the flesh. Then…Smack! How large fingers jammed into my ass. He spanked me. Thrice.

My legs gave out. I sank down. He grabbed my chin, tilted my face up. “Look at me.” I did. “You’ve been a very bad girl, Princess.” His thumb brushed my bottom lip. “Testing me. Teasing me. Do you know what happens to bad girls?” My breath caught. “What?” “They get disciplined.” He pulled me to my feet, spun me back around. Bent me over the arm of the couch. “And you, Natalia, have been very, very bad.” His hand came down on my ass. Hard. I yelped. “That’s one.” His palm rubbed the sting away. “We’re going to twenty.” “Twenty?” “Unless you want to make it thirty?” Another spank. Harder. “Keep arguing and see what happens.” I bit my lip. “Good girl.” Spank. “Learn

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.

"Bad part, it seems to me. Generally speaking, how are you doing with the whole punishment thing?" "I'm getting by. I even feel like I'm starting to enjoy it a little. When he was spanking me today, I needed to cum. Part of it was the butt plug in my ass and he kept hitting it, but the little fire he lights in my bottom seems to extend to my cunt before long. When he fucked me today after spanking me, I had a great orgasm. The second best of my life. The spanking hardly registered. I know it was hard. I can still feel it. I know my ass is still a little red. But I'm fine, honest."

Spank “Ten! Forgive me for I have sinned! I trained hard to become strong” “Yes, you did. Good job.” Spank! “Eleven! Forgive me for I have sinned! I killed many horrible men!” “Yes! You did!” Spank “Twelve! Forgive me for I have sinned! I saved many children! I saved them from the black market! I saved them from the mafia!” “Yes! You should be so proud of yourself!” Spank! “Thirteen! Forgive me for I have sinned! I saved my master on many occasions!”