Mature Spanking Novels & Stories

Thierry and Adewale joined, their hands and mouths exploring both women — fingers pinching nipples, tongues licking necks and breasts, sharp spanks landing on already reddened asses. Sharp spanks echoed. Each stinging impact sent jolts of pleasure-pain through them, making their pussies clench and leak fresh cream. The men degraded them with dark, filthy words. “You’re dripping like desperate whores for us,” Marcus growled at Elena, spanking her hard. “Look at these greedy cunts begging for cock.” Rafael slapped Lila’s ass again. “Such a fiery little slut. Look at you soaking my face.” The brutal fucking began immediately.

She’d never… but the idea of him deciding it, of the die commanding it… “Yes. Acceptable as a future category.” “Category Five. Discipline.” His gaze sharpened. “Impact play. Spanking, flogging, paddling. For sensation, for correction within the game’s narrative, or simply because the roll demands it. Not for punishment in the emotional sense. For the experience of endurance and release.” Millie’s pulse throbbed in her throat. She’d never been spanked, not even as a child. The idea of his large hand connecting with her bare flesh, of stinging pain melting into warmth… “Limits?”

I replied in a muffled voice, burying my face in my arms, overwhelmed by the mix of emotions from what he was doing. "Eighteen." He started counting and continued hitting my buttocks. "Ah!" I let out a cry. I didn't want to hear myself making such lewd sounds, so I quickly bit my arm! "Nineteen." Fuck! The hits were getting harder and more painful! I could feel the area turning red. With each strike, a different kind of electricity surged through various parts of my body, sending shivers down my spine. I had experienced being spanked by my mother when I was a child, but to be spanked now as an adult, I didn't know what to feel!

His rough hand cupped my pussy from behind, two thick fingers sliding between my lips and pushing inside me without warning. “Nice and tight,” he said, voice low and gravelly. “But sloppy already. Marco’s cum still inside you?” “Yes, Don,” I whispered. He chuckled darkly and slapped my ass hard. The sting made me jump. “Good. I like my whores pre-lubricated.” He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the couch. He sat down and pulled me across his lap face down, ass up. Without any warm-up he started spanking me — hard, heavy slaps that echoed through the room. My ass cheeks turned bright red in seconds.

She said over her shoulder. Matt focused on his breathing and clearing his mind so he wouldn't lose his focus and cum too early. Everything about Erica's body language begged for him to fuck her harder, faster, to be rougher. Like she was silently pleading for it, but Matt had yet to try anything too adventurous, not truly. He tested the waters with a relatively safe spanking. His left hand clapped down on her left ass cheek. "Mmmm..." she purred as she pushed her ass out into him. Nearly knocking him off balance. He smacked again, this time harder, and Erica let out a yelp of approval. "Oh, fuck yes, harder!" Matt obliged, this time spanking her ass 3 times so even his palm felt a bite of t

He spanked me twice in a row, fast and hard. "Yes!" "You know how much of a little tease you have been, right? Calling me daddy, knowing well enough how much that shit turns me on. Touching yourself and kissing me out of the blues. You just want to be slutted out! And don't fucking lie to me, you want to be fucked. You are not here, naked and moaning because you just want me to prove that you are not insensitive! You are here because you want daddy to fuck you, is that right?" With every word he was saying, he was spanking me harder and faster and I was on the edge already. I was going to cum so hard from being spanked.

SCOTT I was surprised when Dad put Mom over his lap and began spanking her. Not that she didn't deserve it. She'd cum without permission if she was serving as a slave. Then he started talking to her during the spanking and I realized she was no longer going to be a part time slave. Dad was going to enslave her permanently. Then he said she was going to serve at our poker game and I imagined Mom with Rob or Edward stretching her to capacity as they fucked her cunt and ass as Jerry filled her mouth. Mom orgasmed twice during her spanking and it was not a light one. I was hard as a post.

He smiled, I shifted back fearfully. "Ohh don't worry slave, this will not be too painful." He smirked. "Now I want you to get on that fridge over there, and shoot out your ass for me. Master needs to spank you for being very disobedient. My fridge wasn't the long standing one, it's more like the short, flat long one?... I guess. My hands went involuntarily to my ass, I can't let Ethan spank me on my ass. That shit is painful. My mum once spanked me and I got her arrested. I was ten years old then. Ever since then, no one has ever done that to me again.

he said. As he stroke the last spank l said "I'm being spanked because I'm fúckîng wet for my master," and he added the last two spanks. He then carried me to the bed and laid me there.He began to rub the ointment all over my body. Using it to massage my chest area where he had whipped me and ass, and all that seemed to make me wet the more. I didn't understand how his ordinary touch was making me go wild. I wanted to tell him to stop but I dared not complain unless l wanted another spanking.

I could see an nth number of my underwear flying in the air waiting to get dump in the dustbin. He didn't even give me time to breathe and started spanking me like a kid. His palm was landing on my butts, switching the cheeks according to his will, and let me tell you the next spank was louder and brutal than the previous one. Although I was yelping in pain with the sound of his hand slapping against my butts yet it was also sending jolts of pleasure directly to my core, making me extremely wet and ready for him. With the continous spanking, I could feel my cheeks burning and turning dark red.