Guys Being Spanked Novels & Stories

I yelped, the sting radiating across my skin. "That's for trying to pull away earlier," he scolded in a stern voice. He spanked me again, the sound echoing off the buildings around us. I bit my lip, the pain mixing with pleasure as his fingers continued to fuck me. "You're so fucking wet," he growled, delivering another smack to my ass. "You like this, don't you? Being spanked like a naughty little girl." I moaned, pushing back against his hand. "Yes," I admitted, my voice breathy.

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

’ He released her, and as she turned toward Maverick, he slapped her ass hard. ’Fuck baby, that ass of yours is just begging to be spanked.’ She glared back at him, rubbing it furiously. ‘If you think I am going to let any of you spank me like a naughty child, then you can bloody well think again.’ She pouted prettily, and all four men became very uncomfortable in their pants. Morningstar looked into her eyes as he replied softly, ‘Nobody is going to ask you, pretty girl, if you disobey or disrespect any of us, then you will find yourself over that man’s knee being spanked hard.’

"Sorry isn’t enough, baby girl. You need to be punished. Properly. So you never forget who owns you." Before she could protest, Mason lifted her effortlessly and carried her to the large leather couch in the corner of the study. He sat down and draped her over his lap, her sundress riding up to expose her bare ass. Marcus stood in front of her, tilting her chin up. "Ten spanks from each of us," Marcus said calmly. "And you’re going to count every single one. If you miss a number, we start over. Understand?" "Yes, Sir," Trinity whispered, the word slipping out naturally. Her pussy was already growing wet with shameful arousal.

"O-One! I'm sorry daddies!" Spank! "T-Two! I'm s-sorry daddies!" My hand continued to assault her ass in random slaps. My cock eagerly twitched as Charlotte wriggled against it uncaringly. I would change my rhythm and the harshness ever so often. After every few spanks, I would change the spot of where my hand would land. She sobbed and moaned in between her counting and my strikes. Her arousal seeped through my sweats easily as Theós left his spot on the chair. He was kneeling beside her, hand tangled in her hair as his mouth stayed glued to her ear. Filthy words escaped him, his husky voice growling in her ear

He was completely in Helen's thrall It was Helen who had forced Stanley to begin using naked spankings as a standard disciplinary tool with her cute stepson. She had made it clear that not only was Bill to be made to strip before a spanking, but that he must, as a part of the punishment undergo the humiliation of displaying himself before and after by standing with his hands on his head and his legs spread.

I moaned. Another spank. Harder this time. My pussy throbbed with every slap. “You will count them,” he said. “One… Two… Three…” I moaned as he spanked me again and again. My ass was getting hot and red. By the tenth spank, I was pushing my ass back, begging for more without words. Uncle Ken stopped and rubbed my sore cheeks gently. His fingers slipped under my thong and pulled it to the side. He touched my wet pussy lips lightly, spreading my juices.