M Spanking Novels & Stories

"You ready little slut? No more coddling, from either of us. You're our dirty whore that needs to be punished for being such a slut." "Yes, sir." She said, licking her lips. Goddess, she fucking loved how we dominated her and it fueled us both. "Good girl." Liam spun her around, slamming her into the wall. He kept his hand on her belly though, preventing it from hitting the wall. I smiled how he protected our child. I started undressing, watching how Liam roughly handled her body. She was pushed against the wall and Liam was already naked, standing tall and strong behind her. He began spanking her ass for being such a slut and her arousal was so potent I swear I could come from that alone.

My ex liked to keep it separate, and it was easier, safer, that way. He feels my body tense, and asks me what’s wrong. I sort through a few variations before finding the right words. “That was great. But I don’t want you punishing me. That’s what Daddy’s for—so it’s not real and I can enjoy the spanking.” I didn’t think he could pull me any closer, but he managed to. “Kaitlyn, sweetheart, you know this isn’t punishment. It’s fun. Sometimes I’d rather just be me, spanking the woman I love.”

The sting bloomed hot across my skin and shot straight to my clit. “Good girl,” he growled, low and rough, spanking me again on the left cheek, harder this time. The crack of his palm on wet skin was loud and obscene in the quiet cove. “That’s it, baby. Come for Daddy. Let me feel this tight little cunt milk my cock while I spank this perfect ass red.”

“That’s‌ better.​ Bu‍t I still want you‍ t​o f‍eel t⁠he we⁠ight of‍ the rules.” The f‌irst spank w‌as firm but not as hard a⁠s the day before‌. Heat spread acr⁠oss E‍than’s skin. He counted it out​ loud​. Adr‌ian g‍ave‍ him‌ e‌ight steady s‌pank, enou‌gh to warm the skin and sharpen the ache, not enough to truly pun‍ish. When h​e finishe​d, his ha⁠nd stayed on th‍e heated flesh, rubbing once.‌

"I can't what? Speak up, sweetie. Are you here for my approval, or do you want another F?" "No!" she shook her head fervently. "No, you can... you can spank me. That's fine. So I, um... what do I do?" I ventured a thin smile. "Assume the position." "Yeah, but... what position? If you want me on your lap you'll have to sit down. Or do I just grab my ankles, or...? You have to throw me a bone, here, Mr. Canon." I let my displeasure show, and the effect was visibly chastening. "First things first, spanking is about punishment, and contrition. If I wanted sass, I'd have brought Taylor over. You have to want my approval more than her, don't you?"

I screamed loudly as I felt the pain, but it didn't hurt me as much as I imagined. "Feeling good? Let me punish you more," he said as he spank me again. I moaned louder as a small bead of sweat rolled down my forehead. My back arched at the pain but soon I felt nothing. This spanking is a huge turn on for me. I clenched my pussy with joy each time he slapped.

The pain is worth it. Dominic keeps spanking me, making my bottom hotter and sorer, his hand going lower and lower, until he is spanking me right where I sit. “Open your thighs.” He gives the order and when I don’t follow it immediately, he slides his hand between them and pulls them open. His fingers find my sex, run along the slippery seam of my lower lips and part them. My inner lips are exposed, the little hole at the entrance of me. “My little girl likes being spanked by her daddy, doesn’t she?”

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.

, he said and spanked her hard, "You sound like a school girl. A sl*t like you can do better" "I want you to fill me with your big hard c**k and f**k me hard. I want to screem from pleasure. Please now." "Much better", he said spanking hard and entering her in one swift motion. Jackie gasped from pain and pleasure. He was spanking her and f**king her in the right rhytm, hitting her g-spot. . She gave in to absolute pleasure. She was sweating, and her makeup was melted. Her juices were dripping, and his dirty encouragements were bringing her even more to the edge.

Not until I felt a hot slap at the left side of my butt cheek causing me to shriek “Stop it, fuck you!” I swore at him and he hummed, “You do need to be punished better and in a secluded place,” he slapped my butt again and again. Why was it hot? Why does spanking make me wetter than I already am? Damn this man! I wanted to push him away, yet I didn't want to leave his presence. His touch, his cologne, his deep blue eyes that looked deep into my soul, his lips and tongue that drove me totally crazy wouldn't let me push him away.