Men Spanked By Women Novels & Stories

I never knew such a place existed until 20 minutes ago. There are couches and chairs and tables and what is that woman strapped to? God, I’m trying not to think at all! Mom, where are you? I feel flushed and I want to close my eyes. To my left there is a woman bent over a strange table. She has hand cuffs on her wrists which are strapped to the table and she is yelling “punish me master!" while her master smacks her with a riding crop. To my right there is another woman lying over the lap of a huge man. He’s spanking her ass and her ass cheeks are beet red. Her moans tell me she likes it, but how could she? It looks so painful. We keep walking.

"But you almost have to, just to see what it's like. Monique, Marcia and Chantelle were all dripping. They love good hard spankings. I wonder if Sam would let Dan spank his two if they were disobedient?" "You like getting spanked?" Shasta asked. "That looked nasty." "On the whole," I answered. "It's part of the slave experience. It's not all fucking. It's the whole package. If you're going to get a submissive male slave, you'll need to learn to punish him. It will be part of what he expects from the experience." "How is that not abuse? Rhonda, how come no one get arrested, they do shit like that?"

“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'm not sure I can do that, Domina." "If you concentrate on Rhonda's cunt, it's actually easier to drift off, to ignore the pain. If her pussy becomes your focus and not your buttocks, you'll actually feel less pain than by concentrating on yourself. You might even cum yourself and if you do, you have my permission to cum." "You think it's possible to orgasm while spanked, Domina?" "It happens to me frequently. It has happened to all slaves at some point or other. Rhonda became my slave upon a bet I couldn't make her cum while whipping her. It was for one day, but she didn't want to stop."

I do get off on my own, when my ex-boyfriend, Roman couldn't get me to the height I wanted, but to get turned on, I always touch myself. “Starting now,” Spank! “You will do as I say.” Spank! “If you as much as disobey me, ever again,” Spank. “Ivana Alex, I will so deal with you that death would be a better option.” Spank! When the last spank landed on my red butt cheek, heat rose to the pit of my stomach and I was already a wrecking mess with a dripping pussy. My butt cheeks hurt so bad, but it didn't stop pleasure, unlike anything I've ever experienced to course through my body.

A man had slung his woman on his shoulder and spanked her, and she was screaming for help. All he could see at this point was red, he was dead furious. His jaw locked tight, he was going to go crazy in just a moment. How dare he touch her and how dare he try to take her away against her will. The next few minutes weren't a shock to him, that was no way to treat a lady,

"Well, I don't think I'm sick, and I wouldn't even say you're like me quite yet. You witnessed something you'd never seen before. It aroused you and you wanted to see what it was like and you maybe didn't hate it as much as you think you should. Actually, I consider the fact you stayed in a verbally and emotionally abusive relationship with a man for over three years to be the sicker than a physical spanking and some sex with a person you like and trust. My personal opinion and maybe I'm the odd one here. Let's put it aside for the moment. Had you ever had sex with a woman before?" "Never." "Do you think lesbians or bisexuals are sick?" "No. Otherwise I guess I couldn't have been friends wit

She fought him like crazy but she was human and tiny compared to these huge make Shifters he placed his hand on her back pinning her to him, ‘I warned you there would be consequences. You need to be disciplined, you savage little human. Her skirt was thrown up over her back and her panties were torn off by the claws of Julius once her ass was bare Altai’s hand slapped it hard, ‘’Fuck’ All five of them groaned with pleasure at the way her perfect, firm little ass bounced from his slap. It was humiliating, embarrassing and oh so damn arousing having five gorgeous men spank her ass, she yelped after each slap and of course, they all had to have a go. Each hand was different, and each man used d

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…"

Ron turns to her, “What about you? Liked it, didn’t you? Why did you take her in half-naked? You wanted to get fucked, huh?” And slaps her on the tits. Stacey starts whimpering like a puppy. She is nervous, tired, and worried. Ron notices her fear and marches on. Paul, on the other hand, seeing me move forward, takes me by the face, lifts me up to him, and gives me a kiss and then a slap. The two males then say, “Well, show yourselves, right?” "You're always so emancipated, Carol, get busy,” says Ron. Stacey and I stand there, motionless, stunned. Ron grabs me, Paul grabs Stacey and they start spanking us hard. Over our screams, they say they want to see us kiss, that we must never complain.