Male Spanking Female Novels & Stories

I slam into her from behind and her cry of pleasure nearly undoes me. “Assistant position turned into full dom training,” I grunt between thrusts. “Markus mentored me for two years. I still keep in touch.” “Great story,” she pants. “Now please just fuck me!” I freeze and slap her ass hard. She yelps, eyes wide in the mirror. “Just because we’re new to this doesn’t mean you get to mouth off, pet. Sounds like you need a reminder of who’s in charge.” Another hard smack. “Twenty spankings. Count them out loud.”

Jason lifted her once more and carried her to the other padded table. She realized what the cutouts were for when he arranged her breasts so they hung free though the openings. Alex separated her legs and she felt her ankles being cuffed to wooden extensions. "I have found that spanking is an intense stimulation to prepare the body for other delights. Have you tried it before, Miranda?" She nodded. "Yes, I have." "And did you enjoy it?" She nodded again but she was thinking how much more stimulating it would be with the right man. Someone who saw sex as more than just an exercise. Of course, wasn't that what she'd been doing? So what right did she have to complain?

Bill spun her away from him, so she'd stop trying to figure him out and bent her over the desk. He was in charge. Manipulating her body to do his bidding. So why did he feel naked in front of a crowd with his dick in his hand? “My fucking wife. Mine," he growled through gritted teeth, holding onto his sanity by a thread. He kicked her feet wide. His palm cracked across her ass, once, twice, three times, turning the skin hot and pink. Images of Dean touching her taunted him. The spanking continued. "Stop being such a fucking asshole," she grunted, but his stinging touch felt like her oxygen.

he hissed in my ear making my eyes wide open in fear. The man started with hitting her with something I guess paddle making her moan out loudly. I wanted to close my eyes from the disgusting scene but I couldn't because I know he wasn't lying when saying that I will be the next there. I know he can do it easily because of being a insensitive devil he is. The man started spanking her. Making the bed shook and the she keep jerking forward. She was moaning and crying still begging in to fuck her. I felt humiliated and wanted to run away from there. He seriously bought me to a sex club just for a mere punishment. This man is surely maniac.

She was completely exposed, ass up, holes still plugged and leaking. Jax yanked the plugs out roughly, making her whimper as cum poured down her thighs onto the cold floor. “Look at this married whore. Still full of our loads while her husband sleeps upstairs.” The first slap landed hard on her ass, making her jolt. Then another. And another. Marcus and Jax took turns spanking her without mercy, their palms cracking against her skin louder and louder. Her ass turned bright red fast, then deeper shades. “Harder,” Emma gasped, surprising even herself. “Please… make it hurt.”

Through gritted teeth, she spat, "You want a divorce? Over my dead body!" I caught her wrist mid-swing and flung her hand away, letting out a scornful laugh. "How dare you raise your hand at me, Winona? You're quite something now, aren't you? Why don't you find out what your precious, innocent Hendrick gets up to when you're not around?" I pulled out my phone and played a recording. Hendrick's smug, lecherous voice filled the room. "She'd rather enjoy my fake junk that's been enhanced nine times over than ever touch your real thing even once…"

Vernon stepped back to catch his breath but I was far from over as I gripped him by the blazer, forcing him up while opening the toilet seat— I glanced at Vernon who raised a brow. “We are doing this?” “Yes and help me with this!” Stefan turned to me with bruised and swollen eyes, split lips wobbling as he cried. “Please don't do this” Tsk Tsk. “Aww, what happened to the cocky Alpha rubbing his dick on Flynn’s ass” Anger swept over me and as he cried out, we forced his head into the toilet. How dare he mess with Flynn? Not like I cared about Flynn or anything but a pervert like him—

I recall my first experience with a pack in Primal pack, where the omegas were treated as slaves and had to endure abuse from the betas. I remember a particular incident where a beta male vented his anger on a Cora Hale male for a minor infraction, and proceeded to tie him down and torture him in front of his mate and pup, eventually killing him. Unfortunately, the rest of the pack acted as if this was a normal occurrence and did nothing to intervene. Fortunately, a neighboring pack attacked the Primal pack, giving me a chance to escape. The next pack we encountered the Satomi pack was no better, as they treated their females with disrespect. I shudder when I think of the experiences I had t

My Wolf applied a little bit more pressure at her throat. “I—I’m sorry!” she gasped, her heart racing. There was a definite shift in her emotions. She understood. Her fight was gone. He demanded, “Do you submit to your punishment?” “Y—yes, I...submit,” she rasped. Releasing his hold on her neck, he resumed his previous position and continued. Five spankings later, her little pussy lips and butt cheeks were red, and her entire body was shaking. He pushed his thoughts into her mind, “Are you going to touch another male again?”

he asked earnestly, then the woman makes a blank face. Jostein gets the pillowcase then tied her hands on her back. He makes her on her knees. She is making her head against the soft sheets of the bed. "I am now allowing you to touch me!" he growled, then spank her butt cheek so hard. "AHH! I-I'M SORRY!" she nearly cries when the big hands of him are spanking her white butt cheeks—the white skin turns reddish. He gets his wallet then grabbed the condom—he put it on his cock, making sure that it is protected.