Humiliated Spanked Novels & Stories

Some conversation took place between them before he started hitting her again, very rapidly. I winced in sympathy on her behalf even if she looked like she was high on the hits. How could anyone find being spanked like a child in front of other people arousing? That sounded like a recipe for utter humiliation to me. The spanks went on for so long, I turned away from them, something about the way his hands were moving disturbed me a great deal.

Tears of humiliation and pain streaming down my face ,I never thought I'd be in this situation just for one f"cking dinner ,I would have gone with him atleast it was better than being spanked by him ,he didn't show my any mercy this time he continued spanked me and I am helplessly counting with him Two sob left my mouth due to pain Th..three Fou..four I am wailing by now ,this is too much,I'll never forgive him for this Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten He didn't stop even now max please st...stop it I can't take it *spank* breathe stuck in my throat ,he didn't even let me finish You didn't count this one ,count if you don't want me to start from one! And another spank eleven .. .. .. .. .. .. .

The men degraded them with dark, filthy words. “You’re dripping like a desperate whore for me,” Damien growled at Elena, spanking her hard. “Look at this greedy cunt begging for cock.” Rafael slapped Lila’s ass again. “Such a fiery little slut. Look at you soaking my face.” They edged the women relentlessly — bringing each to the trembling brink with tongues, fingers, and rhythmic spanks, only to pull back and let the cool breeze torment their throbbing, dripping flesh. Desperate whimpers turned into broken pleas.

That extra friction made me whimper. “Count them for me,” he commanded between strikes. “One… two… ah!” The third came faster. My voice grew breathier with each number. By ten, my ass burned pleasantly and tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. Not from pain exactly, but from the overwhelming mix of sensations flooding me. Humiliation at being spanked like a naughty child mixed with a deep, throbbing need between my legs.

Without warning, his hand clamped onto my ass, squeezing hard enough to send sharp pain radiating through me. Humiliation burned hot across my face and down my neck. I bit down on my tongue to keep from gasping. Do not react. Do not scream. Luca’s pale face flashed behind my eyes, his small chest rising and falling under hospital lights. I could endure this. I had endured worse in my marriage to Roman. The man laughed low and ugly. “Look at this one, boys. Tight little body and that innocent face.” His fingers dug deeper as he spanked me hard. The sharp crack echoed in the room, followed by crude chuckles from the others. He spanked me again, harder, clearly enjoying the way my body jerked.

She was completely exposed, ass up, holes still plugged and leaking. Jax yanked the plugs out roughly, making her whimper as cum poured down her thighs onto the cold floor. “Look at this married whore. Still full of our loads while her husband sleeps upstairs.” The first slap landed hard on her ass, making her jolt. Then another. And another. Marcus and Jax took turns spanking her without mercy, their palms cracking against her skin louder and louder. Her ass turned bright red fast, then deeper shades. “Harder,” Emma gasped, surprising even herself. “Please… make it hurt.”

I froze. Back in the basement, they had used all kinds of tools to punish me. They ripped out my fingernails one by one, so my fingers were now twisted and deformed. I murmured, "I… I had an injury." The client nodded politely. Humiliated, I made an excuse and slipped away to the restroom. Rachel followed me in and said, "Grace, listen closely. Jacob is mine." I said nothing. She slapped me hard across the face. With no one else around, she dropped the act and glared at me with pure malice. "Weren't you so arrogant before? What? Cat got your tongue now?"

“Yes,” I squeak. CRACK! The first hit sends a flare of fire across my ass. SPANK! THWACK! SMACK! CRACK! Stefano lands the next four spanks in rapid succession. The pain blurs together until my ass feels like it's throbbing everywhere. The impact of the spanks travels to my cunt, and I subtly squeeze my legs together tightly, desperate for some relief. “Line up boys.” A shiver runs through me as I realize what’s about to happen. The men are about to spank me one by one. It’s humiliating being in such a vulnerable position, but at the same time, I’m dripping from how turned on I am.

he asked, gripping my hair tightly. "I'm sorry, sir," I whimpered. Another spank landed, harder than the first. "T-thank you, sir, one more for your little slut," I cried out, my voice shaking. "You're fucking amazing, darling," he praised, delivering another stinging spank. "Fuuuck meee!" I screamed as the final slap pushed me over the edge, my body squirting profusely into the tub. My ass burned, my cheeks wet with tears, and I felt like the slut we both reveled in.

He dictated, his face became dark with displeasure. Pure devil. Mili bit her lip to keep herself from crying out loud. She whimpered as she counted forward. Daniel dragged her onto his lap cause she was wiggling away instinctively. She squirmed beneath his hand. After a certain point, the sensations built into something surpassing the pain with each impact of his cruel touch. Daniel's hand was unrelenting, methodical. Every spank was to remind her of her wrongdoing. His breathing was steady and controlled, opposite to Mili, as the rhythm of the spanking picked up, the heat of his punishment spreading across her skin, very domineeringly travelling towards her core. Mili refused to admit, but