Novel & Cerita Men Spanked By Women

Lying across the lap of the obvious master and being spanked. There were photos of handcuffs, collars, things identified as floggers of all kinds, something called a spanking bench. And on. And on. Until Shannon didn't think her eyes could open any wider. Other pictures weren't sexual at all, but showed men tenderly feeding their subs, caring for them, and inexplicably those stimulated her just as much. The thing she couldn't get out of her mind was the blissful expression on each woman's face, the ultimate satisfaction.

"You're never going to be anything but disobedient. You will always need stern punishment and hard fucking." The vision of her draped over my lap, her reddened bottom on display for all the world to see as I spanked her, discipling the disobedient woman was almost too much. My balls swelled, screaming for relief. I could almost feel the sting in my hand from the intensity of her spanking, one hard smack coming after the other in rapid succession. I could see the way her face twisted in a combination of pleasure and pain as he body wiggled, trying desperately to keep her position.

One spread my ass, the other my pussy, and they pushed in together—filling me at both ends until I screamed around the cock in my throat. The woman climbed onto the bed in front of me, straddling my face again. “Lick me while they fuck you,” she ordered, grinding her soaked pussy against my mouth. I was nothing but holes for them now. Every thrust made my body rock, every slap of their skin against mine echoing in the air. My throat burned, my pussy ached, my ass stretched wide, and still they kept pounding. “Fuck—she’s taking us all,” one groaned. “She’s ours,” another hissed, spanking me hard as he rammed into my ass.

None of my pack ever believed in BDSM, or have any interest in sex clubs, I heard what they said when this club opened. Running fingers through my hair, i watched a woman who was bent over a spanking bench get her ass tanned, her tender white flesh blushed a nice rouge as the man, her Dom, went at her for some misdemeanor. The scene left my cunt creaming, her skin was dark, and it took a lot for her ass to show any hint of red. I knew as I had been told before, finding a man to become my Master or Dom had put me in some bad situations, the men within my pack didn’t believe in taking a hand or cane to woman, let alone punishing her.

I had desires, but I never dared indulge them anywhere except with Edward. But that night on the bus, I finally let myself go. By the end of it, I had climaxed four separate times, and every one of them left me completely wrung out. I lay limp across the seat, staring at the mess beneath me, and shamefully enough, a strange sense of satisfaction crept in. Afterward, Wilson and the others got dressed, cleaned me up, and untied me. "We're here," Wilson said. "The site's full of men, and some of them haven't touched a woman in years. If they see you alone, who knows what they'll do? Stay close to us, and don't wander off."

I spanked her four times. "Where?” "Plant under my window.” "Good girl. Now count to ten,” I said as I spanked her continuously. " Seven” she moaned, grinding her pussy against my thigh. "Ten,’’ she said finally. I rub my hands over her ass and then slide down to her soaking pussy. So my wife gets off on pain, huh. I rub her clit gently then sink a finger inside her.

she gasped, pushing back against me. I spanked her right ass cheek hard, the sharp crack ringing out over the water. Her flesh jiggled deliciously, turning a pretty pink almost instantly. I alternated between cheeks, spanking her in a steady rhythm. Elena pushed back onto my cock eagerly, meeting every powerful thrust with equal fervor. “Spank me more! I’ve been such a bad mommy letting my son’s best friend breed me like this,” she whimpered, her voice breaking with pleasure.

I don’t go for front when I have no feelings for anyone but when I am in love, I would not stop fucking the pussy and I won’t be touching the ass. “Get on your fours, everyone!” I command and just like obedient pets, the four women gets on their knees. I pull my belt out and start to spank their asses and they moan in pleasure. I bet they might be feeling pain and not pleasure from this kind of torture yet they make it seem like they are enjoying the moment. I stop and fall back onto my sofa, my appearance is somewhat like a drunk man who is going to fuck whores during the night. I fetch the wallet from my pocket and pulling out the crispy dollar bills, I give each of them two hundred dollar

She was just as pissed off as I was. “You’ll see.” I threatened, not sure what I would do yet. I walked away without so much of a glance. If she brought that attitude with her tonight, I’d find a way to punish her. The first thing that came to mind was spanking her, which made me roll my eyes at myself. Spanking a woman is hardly a punishment for either party and always leads to sex. If she had proof of my handprint on her ass, that contract would be broken in no time, and I’d have to pay up without getting anything out of it.

He stirred things up in her, just like Callan and Cameron had always managed to do. “Have you ever been spanked little Claire?” Does being slapped a few times on the ass during sex count as being spanked? “I... Yes. Kinda.” She stuttered, blushing hard. “Kinda? Shame.” He tsked, trailing his hands from her back down to her waist and finally on her ass. Without warning, he delivered a hard slap on her ass cheeks and a strained moan slipped past her lips as the pain went straight into her pussy, making her a dripping mess.