Humiliated Spanked Novels & Stories

The two of them looked at me heartlessly, amused by my embarrassment. Despite my efforts, I couldn't escape from Colin's grasp. He pinned me down and spanked me around five or six times. Feeling utterly humiliated, I didn't want to live anymore. Who could save me? No one cared. Embarrassed and angry with nowhere to turn to, I cried out, "Let go, Colin White! Who gave you the right to hit me? This is domestic violence. I'm calling the police." Being spanked like this was so infuriatingly embarrassing that I felt like fainting.

I sniffled, "You hit me and it was humiliating. You treated me as if I was a five-year-old." "What? Allegra?!" he snapped as if I was getting it all wrong, "It was supposed to be a sexual punishment, Allegra, It's a thing. I was not treating you like a child, what the fuck, that was the last thing I had on my mind. Spanking is a thing, it was supposed to be—Come on, what about Silvio and Enrico none of them ever spanked you or something?" I stilled as he mentioned Silvio and Enrico. I swallowed, no I can't say that it'd ruin—No...

"Wait until we go home. I'll teach you a proper lesson. You won't be able to think of escaping again." Her pace paled at his words. She started thrashing more violently, like the fish which is deprived of water. "Put me down you giant!" She started punching at his back. But he kept walking towards his Land Rover. Her thrashing was making him so much angry. His patience was running loose. "Let me go you moron--" SPANK! Her eyes widened in shock and a gasp left her mouth. She became stiff. Her body became still. Her struggling stopped. He spanked her. She felt so embarrassed and humiliated.

Morana had stopped talking when she turned eight, she had thought eight whips hurt, but nine was worse when I turned nine, then ten, and the rest just kept getting worse and worse. The only others who would enter her cell were some of the men of the pack, they held back a bit but they still hurt her not just physically but mentally too. One specifically got to her in different ways, ways she never wanted to speak of, ways she wished would leave her head as she lay on the dirty concrete floor. He would beat her until she was surrounded by darkness and then take her body.

I was utmost embarrassed and felt insulted a bit too much but the excitement and pleasure left me wanting for more. He was not lying when he said he wanted to spank and he did, he spanked me hard and rough printing himself on my ass. Tears were freely flowing down my eyes in pain and in embarrassment. He made it more humiliating by making me moan when in between spanks he pinched my nipples, kneading them hard. I was already sensitive there and his hard spanks and rough kneading made me tremble in both pain and pleasure.

Micah exclaimed, shooting an annoyed look at Stella and me. In the next second, he fixed an apologetic smile on his face as he turned to address Mr. White and the others. "My apologies, Mr. White and Mr. Lawson, for letting these inferior scum, who don't know the rules, spoil your fun. I'll kick them out right now!" I stared at Micah in disbelief as Stella shrank back against my embrace. "Mommy, why did Daddy call us inferior scum?" Stella asked. "Does he not want us anymore?"

The sensations from the vibrator could be felt in her ass and he didn't know how much longer he could last. His strong hands gripped her soft cheeks, covering the line between her tanned skin and the pale white that the world didn't get to see. With a sudden, wicked thought, her plunged in deep and slapped her ass hard, leaving behind a red handprint. Tina gasped loudly at this new punishment. She had been fantasizing about being spanked and wanted more. "Oh yeah, baby, spank my ass," she urged him. He needed no more encouragement and began raining slaps down on her ass, covering every inch of flesh. "You're a filthy slut who deserves a good spanking. Such a bad girl," he teased.

I cried out, the sound turning into a moan as he kneaded the stinging flesh roughly. “Say it properly.” “I’m a filthy slut,” I whimpered, pushing my ass back toward him like a bitch in heat. My nipples scraped against the hood through my tank top, rock hard and aching. Tears of overwhelmed lust pricked my eyes. The spanking continued—five, six, seven hard smacks alternating between cheeks until my ass burned crimson and my thighs were slick with arousal running down them. Each slap sent jolts straight to my clit. I was grinding against the hood now, humping it shamelessly.

Every time you disrespect me or disobey me, you will be punished, and if you repeat the action, the punishment will get more severe. He brought his hand down with a sharp crack, and all the air whooshed from Mervon’s lungs. ‘He was spanking her. The bastard was spanking her like a naughty child.’ She yelped in shock as his hand came down again and again. She wanted to scream and curse at this humiliation, but she did neither, and when he stopped and began to stroke her stinging cheeks, she found herself enjoying it. It wasn’t over though, with a sharp tug he pulled off her shorts baring her ass to him and he brought his hand down even harder.

"You're never going to be anything but disobedient. You will always need stern punishment and hard fucking." The vision of her draped over my lap, her reddened bottom on display for all the world to see as I spanked her, discipling the disobedient woman was almost too much. My balls swelled, screaming for relief. I could almost feel the sting in my hand from the intensity of her spanking, one hard smack coming after the other in rapid succession. I could see the way her face twisted in a combination of pleasure and pain as he body wiggled, trying desperately to keep her position.