Novel & Cerita Humiliated Spanked

A man I didn't know anything about, except his first name, was spanking me because my husband wanted him to. But thankfully Xavier seemed to only spank me with the sole purpose of fulfilling a command given by his Pakhan, not to hurt me or deliver pain. And yet, it still hurt because every time his rough palm came down on my arse, it touched the heated and bruised flesh left behind by the paddle my husband used on me. Tears dripped down my cheeks, more from the humiliation than the pain. But pain came too. Quickly. Deeply. And like a sinful caress, settling deep in my core as Kayne took his place to spank me next.

But I moved because I was scared of what would happen if I didn't… At least that was what I told myself. I spread myself further, feeling my dignity torn apart piece by piece. Every inch felt like surrender. Every breath tasted like humiliation. The punishment came sharply, and suddenly I screamed. I felt his palm spank my pussy repeatedly. “You. Will. Learn. To. Be. An. Obedient. Slut!” he growled, spanking me harder with every word he said. I cried out and begged before I could stop myself, “Please, I'm sorry!” Pain flared, until I got accustomed to it and once again my body reacted like a traitor that it was. I hated the sound that escaped my throat. I hated that my body still responded e

I ordered, spanking her cheeks hard—left, right, alternating until they glowed crimson, the handprints blooming like brands. She complied with a whimper, pushing her ass higher, her face buried in the couch cushions. "Spank me more, Alexander—punish me for being late today, for making you wait!" she pleaded, her voice muffled but desperate. I smirked, the memory of her tardiness fueling my strikes. Each slap echoed like a gunshot, her skin jiggling, her cries growing louder. "Yes! Harder—make it sting! I'm sorry, sir—I'll never be late again!"

He disappeared behind her and her fear revisited her. She was on her fours now. He spanked her thigh and it stung. She yelped, but it only made him hit her harder. Then he moved to her behind and slapped her ass cheeks. She grew hot. He attacked her pussy with his large hand and she felt sensations rocking her body. It was nothing but humiliation. She was being spanked. Something she had never thought would happen to her was her reality now. She was being punished for craving liberty. He was merciless with his spanking and it stung.

he pulled me to my feet pushing me against the bed slightly. My humiliation couldn't be measured as I bent over the bed, my ass and dripping cunt all available to their hungry eyes to feast on. A hand caressed my ass and I sighed before screaming as the hard spank landed on the soft flesh bruising it. "You're going to count fifteen spanks and apologize to us every fucking time." Nadei's voice resonated making me bury my head between my shoulder and neck. Smack. "I'm sorry d-daddy." Smack.

“I… I do “I answered like the desperate whore that I was. “Good, let's punish her then, shall we? ” he grinned at me. Here I was, cuffed to my hands, ass in the air, I never felt so humiliated, yet I craved this humiliation. He had spanked me thrice with his belt and I was sure It left angry-looking stripes. What surprised me most was how the juice of pussy kept leaking out with each whip. “What is this whip for princess?” he asked me. “For... for... for speaking rudely to you” I sobbed through tears.

He hated himself that he made her cry. "Take this advice, Leo. Next time, before you think of going out with another woman ... just Imagine Stella kissing with another man or someone you hate." Wilaiwan tried to teach something to a young man who could hardly imagine anything but his own side. He frowned, immediately imagining Stella kissing with the person he hated ... Birdie! ... The heavy fist punched onto the ceramic plate immediately. The back of his hand bled after the action. Wilaiwan Nodded.

Damien gave me his vicious grin at my wide eyes and I cried out when he twists my nipple. Punishing the other, he growled, “whose filthy whore are you?” “Yours,” I whimpered. His palm slapped my breast and I shook against his body violently. “Want more?” I could do nothing but nod as I almost reached the peak, the pain from his spanking mixing with the pleasure heading closer. My voice was hoarse when I begged like the needy whore he has turned me into, “Again.” “Where?” “My pussy.” Spank. Spank.

I answered like the desperate whore that I was. “Good, let's punish her then, shall we? ” he grinned at me. Here I was, cuffed to my hands, ass in the air, I never felt so humiliated, yet I craved this humiliation. He had spanked me thrice with his belt and I was sure It left angry-looking stripes. What surprised me most was how the juice of pussy kept leaking out with each whip. “What is this whip for, princess?” he asked me. “For... for... for speaking rudely to you” I sobbed through tears.

’ She struggled and then surprised them all by slapping his face, ‘Let me go you fucking animal. She demanded struggling to free herself and stumbling when he released her instantly but his eyes had darkened with lust ‘That was a really bad mistake baby girl a very bad mistake.’ He hissed and she yelped as he caught her around the waist and tipped her over his knee, pulling down her panties he spanked her hard, Callum watched hungrily, her peachy ass was perfect. When Conner had finished her ass was bright pink and she was in tears with the pain and humiliation and then he stroked her. His hands caressed her stinging cheeks and it felt so good when he parted them and ran a finger down her sl