Novel & Cerita Man Being Spanked

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.

“I don't intend to make use of my hand anymore.” I shuddered. What does that even mean? But he began, smacking one arse cheek, then the next, each vicious slap a solid evidence that this was truly happening. That I was naked from the waist down, and for the first time in my life I was getting spanked, real good at that. “Would you stop doing that? It hurts! So, so fucking much.” A few minutes later, he did, massaging his rough palm over my battered cheeks.

He snarled, "If you're going to act like a child, then I'm going to treat you like one!" I barely got a breath in before his hand came down, spanking my butt three times in quick succession. It took my brain a second to figure out what is happening, but my ass was acutely aware of what was going on-he wasn't holding back. I shrieked and writhed against him to get free.

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.

m not leaving" He tells me I nod and he rubs my back calming me down. Once i was calm he spanks me and I moan. "I'm going to use the paddle on this ass. This is your punishment for just not talking me" He tells me I nod and he brings the paddle down on my ass and I yell out. He spanks me twenty times them he slides into me hard and fast and I yell out. He hammers in and out of me so fast that I can't catch my breath.

"Oh no, and ruin your mom's happy marriage?" Lila reluctantly raised her arms. "Good girl," Ryan mocked, and delivered a sharp spank to her behind. Lila gasped, stifling a cry. "That's for entering my room without knocking." Another spank landed. "And this is for defying me." A harder spank followed. "And this is for trying to slap me." Another, even stronger. "And this… is for hitting my manhood." He squeezed her buttock hard, making her yelp in pain and anger.

The more he smacked me, the deeper the dildo in my arse went. I shook, clenching my teeth as sweat beaded on my forehead. Having your nipples simulated while your arse was being spanked was an experience I never want to have. Yet, I was creaming, rocking my body, craving a fuck. “Fred, no. Please stop. It's painful!” “This is your punishment for going out with another man when you have two men to satisfy you,” Fred said as he spanked me, his palms colliding with the hot flesh of my arse. “Are you that slutty?!”

He told me to touch him I said where with tears in my eyes and he said if I don't he will spank me. I refuse at first and he hit me with his hands on my butt and I felt pains and felt weird at the same time. Look into my eyes Marco said, I will make you never disobey me, I was just crying profusely. Marco couldn't hear my pleas as he was too engrossed in melting out his punishment on me and neither could I plead again. My throat was hoarse and dry as a result of the multiple pleading. I could barely shout again but marco continued with his ruthless punishment with his continuous spanking with his rod hand.

" I'm trying." The man came back and said, " Open your mouths, be careful to not choke." We opened our mouths, He poured something else, we swallowed carefully. A few seconds and all the laughter turned off. Yes, it turned off but all turned to crying as two men grabbed straps and started whipping us maybe 50 times in a spanking way. They detached us and made us go out. We got in the bathroom. " You won't dare to raise a finger next time in my training... I will punish you without looking at your face." He said as he washed his face

He rubbed her ass cheeks with his palms and spanked there all of a sudden. “Ahh!” Nandini yelled. She was not expecting it. Manik smirked wider. “Count for me. If you miss one, then I’ll double the count.” Manik spoke and smacked her left cheek. “1!” Nandini started counting immediately with the fear of getting double spanks. . . . . . . “30!” She gasped breathing heavily. “Please!” She begged. “As you wish!” Manik pulled her up and threw her on the empty side of the couch on her back. He got up and opened his pants.