Good Boy Spanking Mga Nobela at Kwento

Bang. A loud noise startled us and we break apart only to find Andy smirking at us. "If you guys want to eat each other please not here, there are still little kid walking around the hallways." he refers 'little kid' as in 'freshman' I rolled my eyes "This is the second time Andy you interrupted us." I glared at him and my boyfriend playfully punch him in the arm. "Hey! What was that for?" He rubs his arm.

“She makes you feel like you can’t be you. She says things that make you feel small. I don’t like that. And the deal was that you purge that stuff from your head, wasn’t it? By telling us. Did you do that when I asked you what she said?” “No,” she whispered. “No. You didn’t. Which is naughty. And naughty girls get punished.” He slid a hand between her legs, cupping her mound before running fingers along her slick lips. “God, you’re totally wet. So beautiful.” “Gomez.” “Are you going to take your spanking for me? Be my good girl again?” “Yes,” she cried. “Yes, you are. Because you are my good girl.” He slid his hand away and smacked it down on her ass.

Matt chuckled again and added, "Mmm...well, boy, you are half right. This is your asshole, fuckhole, boyhole, or ass. But this is teasing, boy, not toying. Toying would require me using a toy to tease or fuck your ass, boy. I'm not usually a man to use toys on one of my fuckboys, but if you want me to buy some dildos, butt plugs, and vibrators to shove up your ass, I could be persuaded." Tyler immediately shook his head negatively as he weakly replied, "No, sir. Please don't!" Matt smirked and ogled the boy's luscious bubble butt, before standing up and grabbing the paddle. He positioned himself to the side of the boy's ass, verifying that the boy had a clear view of what was to come, before

We shifted, and I knelt in his big easy chair, grabbing the back of it. He kneeled behind me and split my ass cheeks apart, causing more of FJ’s cum to seep out. "I can't believe you already disobeyed me." He brought his hand back and another slap scorched my ass. “Three strikes mean you’re a bad boy.” He sighed with arousal as he fingered my slippery hole. “Only good boys get daddy’s cock.” His middle finger slid in deep and pressed against my g-spot. I pushed back against it, but he pulled it out. “Am I going to have any more problems with you?”

He then said, "You've been a naughty boy tonight and you know what naughty boys get, don't you?" With that, he gave me a quick slap on the ass with his large hand as the other pressed on my lower back holding me in place. I cried out, mostly in shock as I clenched my ass cheeks together. When I relaxed, he struck me again and again on my bare ass. Here I was, a middle-aged man, bent over another man's knees; my ass getting spanked but it felt wonderful being dominated by this big man. Paul held me across his lap while he spanked me 25-30 times. My ass must have been red from being disciplined before he finally let me up. I rubbed my ass trying to get rid of the pain from the spanking I just

-the boy sputtered. -You son of a bitch! -Colton spat and then knelt down and punched him in the face. I was in a state of shock, in the same position the man had me. My tears were coming down like that. My skin was shaking and I wouldn't stop sobbing. I could only hear Colton's fists smashing into that guy's face, I could hear the moans from the aforementioned guy and a couple of curses towards him from Dashner.

Not just the tension in her muscles. Not just the force behind the swing he had stopped. Something else. Something… off. Her skin was cold. Not physically. But in a way he couldn’t explain. Like he had just grabbed onto someone who wasn’t fully present. --- “Enough.” His voice was low. Steady. But it cut through the silence just as sharply as the first punch had. --- The boy on the ground groaned weakly. Barely conscious. Blood at the corner of his lip.

A loud twack sound ricochets around the bathroom, he spanked me once and it feels good, so good that I clench around his fingers. “Fuck, keep doing that.” he orders, and I try my best, but I can’t control it, or the sounds that come out of me, so he spanks me again, harder this time, and I clench around him again, he groans, his dick poking me from behind. “I love being inside you.” he groans. Maybe it’s the love word that triggers it, but I come so violently that I am merely a rag doll in his hands. He doesn’t let up, seeing me shiver and shake must do something for him, he likes it, his thrusts are faster, harder.

, he replies "10??" He nods, "That with do. Raise your dress and get on my lap" I get up and obey immediately before laying across his legs with my bare ass in his face. A low hum of approval left his throat. “Good girl.” Those two words sent a shiver through me that I hated myself for. He gently rubs my ass before the first slap comes hard and fast. I cry out immediately. Fuck! Fuck! His spanking isn't better than any other punishment. Fuck!

He shouted again as he whipped my other side and I shrieked once again, feeling the stinging pain in my ass. I couldn’t believe I was enjoying it. “Show me what kind of bad girl you are,” He said, “Beg for me to spank you. Go on!” “Please spank me, daddy…” I whispered, my body begging to feel his touch again. “Whip me till I can’t take it anymore.” “You got that right, princess,” He said as he started spanking my ass fast and hard. I shouted and yelled with every hit but he didn’t slow down or stop, his hand making contact with my butt in a rhythmic manner.