Novel & Cerita Good Boy Spanking

He cracked his hand down so hard I jumped, the pain biting. Shifting, the realization his cock was rock hard was even more disgusting than what they were doing. “I suggest you remain in position, or this is going to be much worse.” Allen growled after making the statement. He freaking growled. Was he some Neanderthal? I gulped for air as the spanking continued, two people stopping close enough I could listen in on their conversation. My God. This was horrifying. “One day you will learn to be a good girl.”

This is insanely crazy, I shouldn’t be reacting to his words like this, but I couldn’t help it, and that made me a tab bit scared. Unsurprisingly, I couldn’t even focus on that tiny bit of scare before he was pulling back and delivering two spanks on both sides of my asscheeks, rendering me a stuttering mess. “Now, you have to count. All good girls are a pro at this. If you can’t concentrate enough to count then are you really a good girl?” His words were still rolling over my body and registering in my mind when he began to spank me.

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 opened my legs wider. "Five spanks for coming late and five spanks for not following my order. You will count, okay?" Only the word 'spank' turns me on. I'm hell ready for the spanking. "Now count." His palm landed on my butts. "One, Master." He's fondling my hips. "Good Girl." Smack. "Two." Smack. I jumped, he spanked me harder this time. "Thre," he cut me off with another spank. My butts are burning and my core is dripping wet.

It hurts so good I feel him press against the back of my legs again and I grunt in relief,pressing my ass against him until his hands spread over my backside,feeling me up. “You like it when I punish you,hm? You want me to spank you for being a bad boy?” I nod rapidly,my cheeks rubbing against the desk He snaps me, hissing “use your words.” “Y-yes,please touch me. S-spank me.” And he does,until my ass is sore and sensitive and my dick is jamming into the desk.

“Good girl.” His approval was a whip crack of arousal. He drove his fingers inside me without warning, knuckles deep and curling to stroke the spot that made my body seize. His thumb pressed brutally against my clit and rubbed in circles at a pace so fast my thighs quivered. The sting from the spanking made each flick and stroke more intense. “Cum for me,” he ordered. “Now.” The command detonated inside me, and my body convulsed with the orgasm ripping violently through me. I screamed and arched against the ropes, thighs quivering as humiliating slickness gushed around his hand.

“Do you remember the boy who lived beside my house at Greenville, you called him Hippie Skippy once?” “Uh…are you talking about that weird kid with the long hair?” “Yup, that's the one. His name is Nolan.” Sophie’s mouth formed a large O. Her eyes went huge like saucer plates. “What the fuck, Chantelle?! How the heck did that happen? Did he force you? Was he drunk?...” I winced. Okay, I see how it looks from an outsider’s point of view now. A quiet kid and a social butterfly girl.

Zeke slams the helpless boy against the lockers. "How dare you do that. Who the fuck do you think you are? The President?" "I-I'm sorry," the boy cries, eyes widened in fear. "Zeke! What the hell are you doing?" I pull him from the guy he was crushing against the lockers. "This guy fucking bumped into me and didn't say fucking sorry. Can you believe that?" Is he being fricking serious right now. I turn to the scared boy and help him pick up his books that fell, "Are you okay?"

We were currently inside my room as he had wanted to make up for all the times he'd done wrong to me and this was one of the way of getting him to know I'm the one in charge. We had just came home from school and I decided to have a little fun with my dearest boyfriend. I had a few hours to do what I wanted with him without him interfering as we'd agree on. If he objected, then I would get to spank him forty times on the butt cheek and he would then have to do my homework until we graduated from high school. I placed my left index finger in my mouth biting it seductively before saying, "Show me how you work it baby" I played along with him delighted.

That's also what some men are after. ...but it's annoying to hear some of the reasons of some that they just want to audition to get close to that rude prince. What's worse, almost all of them are gay! You know, I badly want to kick them inside that prince's office and show them his bad behavior. It's nice to slap the word “badboy” on their thick make-ups for them to be aware. Let's see if they don't change their minds. I shouldn't really underestimate that baboon. He really is a monkey.