M Spanking Novels & Stories

skin I let out a whisper "I'm about to c*m, yes sir, just like that, yes, yes, yes, fu*k, ahhh, yes yes yes!!"He keeps going as I'm C*m**ng sending more pleasure through my body, I'm seeing stars, when he pulls out turns me over. He pulls my as* to him and pushes my head into the bead, and he thrusts inside me. This angle he is much deeper inside of me than before. He is pounding in me as he slaps my as*, then pounds in me again and smack my as* again. "Did I say you could c*m yet princess? Being selfish again I see. This is your first punishment. You don't c*m again until I tell you too. Do you understand?" I nod and spanks my as* two more times hard, with a breathy moan "Yes sir." He lean

“You wouldn’t put me down! You’ve hit me plenty of times—so what if I hit you twice?” His eyes darkened, sharp with a dangerously calm fury. He gripped my jaw, his fingers rough but not painful. “Spanking,” he said slowly, mockery dripping from every syllable, “is a form of sexual suggestion. Is this how you plan to handle our divorce?” My breath caught. Sexual? My cheeks flamed. “That’s ridiculous!” I protested. “You started it! You were spanking me for years—since I was fifteen! How is it discipline when you do it, but something else when I do?”

“You’re serious.” “Completely.” Smack, smack, smack. “You really think I’m going to let you…hit me?” “Not hit you. Spank you. Big difference. Losing your temper and throwing your boot at me proved you need to learn there are consequences for acting out against me.” Smack, smack, smack. “No. Way. You are fucking delusional.” The continual smack, smack, smack was wearing on her nerves. “I haven’t been spanked since I was about six years old.”

He spanked me with his belt again and this time I moaned, the pain only seemed to make me more aroused. “Don’t you dare come in here and talk to me anyhow,” he said in a low and husky voice as he spanked me again. “Do you understand?” I nodded as I couldn’t form words, the pleasure from the spanking was driving me crazy. “Use your fucking words,” he growled as he spanked me with his belt again. “Y- yes I do,” I manage to say. He pressed his other hand against my wet pussy and rubbed against it slowly while he kept on spanking me. It was too much for me to handle and I started my knees became weak from the overwhelming pleasure.

I smiled as I raised my hand and began the spanking. I put enough force into the spanks to make her gasp in shock at the sting but not enough to actually hurt. To her credit, she only jumped and gasped at the first surprise spank and was able to call out all ten spanks. By the tenth spank, her little ass cheeks were pink and she was squirming on my lap. I then began to gently massage her ass cheeks causing Cindy to moan softly.

“About my colleagues knowing what a whore I am. About my husband finding out I let the office destroy me…” Lena grabbed her hair and forced her back down, riding her face roughly. I slammed into her ass, the pressure building in my balls. It was all insane, Mara’s body jerking between us, her tits bouncing, Lena’s ass smothering her, my cock stretching her tightest hole while Jamal wrecked her pussy. “More,” I snarled, spanking her ass hard. “Tell us what you’re risking.”

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.

“Or I could fuck you right here, while Kane watches.” The vibrations got stronger, and I thrust my hips forward, seeking more of his touch. His grip on my ass tightened, and I let out a moan. Kane had turned the vibrations as high as they’d go, making me squeeze my eyes closed. Fireworks painting the backs of my eyelids as I came. “I think you need a spanking.” Kane growled, coming up behind me. His hand moving to my other ass cheek, giving it a rough squeeze before he swatted me. “What do you think, Dom?”

I moan and squirm as he handles me. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask. He opens his eyes and swats my bare bottom. “I told you how I feel about that language,” he says. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask again. He turns me around. He pushes me against the wall of the shower. “You need discipline,” he says. His hard cock is pressing against me. He begins spanking my bottom hard. It feels so good. I am going to be a brat from now on. I cannot help but moan as he swats my ass over and over.

he groaned, increasing his tempo, he was fucking me, whatever he did before today was vastly different from this, this felt like he was going to destroy my insides, this felt incredible. My legs shook, “Not now slut.” he says spanking my butt, I whimper, the sting sharp but it soon gave way to tiny spikes of pleasure. Another spank again as he stroked, I cried out, he reached forward, spanking my tits this time. “Oh yes daddy.” I cry, I didn’t know I was super into spanking until he does it, again and again, until both breasts were red and raw, both ass cheeks were the same, I had come over and over but it was not enough for him.