M Spanking Novels & Stories

he spanked my ass again, this time harder than the first few times and another moan escape my lips. My body system works so weirdly, he's being spanking me and every normal person would be feel so much pain in their butts, but I'm not, I'm feeling so horny instead and I could feel my pussy dripping already... why? Could it be because he promised to fuck me senseless until my legs becomes useless? "Fuck! She ain't even saying any bloody thing!" he hissed in a pissed off tone. He stopped spanking me, he grabbed my hair and yanked it back, making me raise my head slightly, before squatting to my level and looked me straight in the eyeballs.

"Six – please – harder –" He spanks me until I lose count. Until my ass is blazing red and hot to the touch and every slap sends shockwaves through my swollen clit and I'm cumming – cumming from the spanking alone, no clit contact, just the impact of his palm and the brutal depth of his cock and I gush onto the kitchen floor and he keeps going.

“There’s nothing wrong with kink. You shouldn’t feel shame for having those desires.” “Yes, but…what kind of normal, decent person likes being beaten up?” “Do I beat you up?” I asked, only slightly amused. “You know what I mean.” I smiled and slid off the desk. I crouched in front of her, lifted her hands off the folder, and opened it. “A spanking is not the same as a beating. I don’t use my fists. I will never use my fists on you.” I turned the first page over and showed her. “See?” I traced the finger down my list of hard no’s. “No punching.”

He rubbed the spot soothingly, then delivered another smack to the other cheek — harder this time. “Count them for me, princess,” he said, voice calm and steady. “Ten spanks for coming home so late and dressed like you wanted attention from boys who don’t deserve you.” “One…” I breathed as the third smack landed. By the fifth, my ass was warm and tingling, and I was dripping down my thighs. Marcus noticed. He paused to slide his fingers back between my legs, pumping them slowly inside me while he continued the spanking with his other hand. “Six… seven… oh God, Daddy—” My voice broke into a moan as his fingers curled perfectly against that sweet spot inside me.

He then said, "You've been a naughty boy tonight and you know what naughty boys get, don't you?" With that, he gave me a quick slap on the ass with his large hand as the other pressed on my lower back holding me in place. I cried out, mostly in shock as I clenched my ass cheeks together. When I relaxed, he struck me again and again on my bare ass. Here I was, a middle-aged man, bent over another man's knees; my ass getting spanked but it felt wonderful being dominated by this big man. Paul held me across his lap while he spanked me 25-30 times. My ass must have been red from being disciplined before he finally let me up. I rubbed my ass trying to get rid of the pain from the spanking I just

But I was no match to his strength. "What the hell are doing? Stop beating me, dammit!" SMACK! "Aagh!" "It's called spanking. My usual go-to is ten with the tawse or cane on bare ass, but for you, I would amend it a little. You will get five of my best with my bare hand and over the dress. Stop wriggling now," he told me in a smooth voice. Ten...five. What was he talking about? The jumbled thoughts were cut short when the third slap hit the fleshy-thigh on my left, harder than the previous two. The last two on alternate cheeks intensified pain and burn I hadn't experienced before.

So bad An amount of incredible pain and at the same time, I get wet as I have never been in my life. I feel I'm getting more liquid in my pussy and again. BAM. He spanks me. I shout. Unexpectedly. After spanking me like that, he gently strokes my butt with his hand, while he squeezes my hair into his fist. Take in the pain of the first spanking and I'm ready, ready to have more. He understands that I want more as I move my pelvis back and forth. “Are you eager huh?” he asks, rubbing the palm of his hand on my butt cheeks gently at first. He then starts kneading it hard like playdough again and again

I tried to speak without stammering but it was so difficult. “And what do we say”? “Tha..Thank you Daddy”. I said and he appreciated it by spanking my other ass cheek. “T..two”. “Three”. “Four”. “Five Daddy. Thank you Daddy”. By fifth spank, my voice turned into normal without stammering and stuttering and I felt a bit aroused. Was it normal to feel aroused by spanking?

I'm still lying on my front. Monster! "My knees are hurting, spank me like this." I irked him. "Move your butts up right now, Butterfly." He growled, spanking my butt hard with the ruler. I felt a stinging pain there and instantly complied by coming on my fours. Fuck! It hurts. He gave four more spanks on my butts with the ruler before dropping it down on the floor. Butts spanking is really a punishment for me because I don't like it that much.

This was all her fault. The first half dozen spanks were hard and smarted, similar to the start of the previous days spanking. It was a spanking, not a beating. Somewhat to her irritation Amanda found herself becoming slightly aroused, a nuisance as Sam had already demonstrated that he wasn't about to take advantage of her.