Men Spanked By Women Novels & Stories

She shrieked and gasped and panted, wiggling around in my lap as I spanked her bottom mercilessly. It wasn't turning me on. Well, not at first. I was just furious with her and felt like I was punishing her and letting out all that frustration and rage that had built up inside me for the past ten years or so. I'd never spanked a woman before, and hadn't even thought about the fact that some people did this for pleasure. I never would have spanked my unspeakable bitch of a sister if I thought it would turn her on.

She stared at him, not sure whether or not he meant what he said. “You’re really going to spank me?” She couldn’t believe he would actually do it. Who spanked another adult? Hell, kids didn’t even get spanked these days. They were just shoved in a chair and told to think about what they did wrong.

he said warmly, “but good girls still need discipline.” He began spanking me, landing swats across my breasts, inner thighs, and my swollen pussy. Each slap made me jerk and moan loudly. The pain bloomed into heat that went straight to my clit. Ms. Voss turned on a powerful wand vibrator and pressed it firmly against my clit while he continued spanking. The combination made me groan and writhe against the ropes while they edged me like there was no tomorrow. Every time I got close, they pulled the vibrator away and stopped spanking, leaving me trembling and pleading with random nosies.

The women in the cell kept scratching at Larry's clothes, which was no longer enough to satisfy their inner desire for a man. Larry did not move, but just stared at Lorna. This was the craziest group of women Larry had ever seen, so crazy that they could swallow a man alive. Larry raised his baton a few times, but it didn't come down after all. Until one woman grabbed his cock so hard that it hurt, Larry bared his teeth. Looking at the crazy woman he could not stand it anymore and raised his baton and swung it down desperately.

Go home to your wives, I have no use for you here. The pain and disappointment in her quiet voice cut them deeply, they knew they had been wrong, that her private life was no concern of theirs and she was right, they had seen Ricardo openly using other women. He had even taken the guards to the BDSM club before they had married and they had not thought badly of him when they discovered that he kept not one, but two Subs here who gladly did whatever he wanted them to. They had been sat in his private lounge while the two women, both naked and wearing his collars, had pleasured him. They had not given it a second thought because he had provided women who had willingly pleasured them at the sam

“Same sex?!” Another high-profile influencer cried out in surprise, “You mean, he’s a woman?!” “That’s impossible! Absolutely impossible!” Sally teared up as she looked at Maria and pointed at me. “Chris, it has to be you! You must have bribed her! You refuse to take responsibility for our baby! You don’t want to marry me! You’d rather change your sex just to stage something like this! How could you be so heartless?!” I wore a cold smirk as I watched her accuse me hysterically.

The men formed a rough line, stroking their hard cocks, eyes dark with lust. “Look at these pretty little prisoners,” one of the bigger men growled, slapping Azriel’s ass hard. “Caught trying to run from their Daddy. Time to teach them their place.” The spanking started immediately, hard, relentless slaps that turned their asses bright red. The twins screamed and moaned, bodies jolting with every strike. Fingers invaded them roughly, two and then three at a time, stretching them open while the men laughed and commented on how sloppy they already were.

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.

"It's not that; I do love having babies, it's just… it's been a while since I've had a good spanking." There was a lot of hooting and hollering followed by a chorus of agreement from the other women, and that's when I turned the screen off. "For f*ck sake!" The other men in the room started laughing their idiot heads off like they hadn't heard their women jumping on the bandwagon with my nut. "You turned it off too soon; listen to this." Mancini turned the volume up on the audio in the room I'd just been spying on. "You think they're gone?" I wasn't sure whose woman that was, but from the way Connor grunted, I figure it was his.

Marcus spanked each woman in turn during the frenzy — sharp, resounding cracks that left glowing red handprints, the sting blooming into deep heat that made their pussies clench harder around him. He cycled through them with controlled dominance, using rope, toys, tongue, fingers, and cock to push every woman to the edge repeatedly until they were sobbing, shaking, dripping messes. Their voices grew hoarse, bodies trembling uncontrollably. When release finally came, the climaxes were devastating. Orgasms ripped through them in crashing waves — intense, rhythmic contractions deep inside, hot floods of girl-cum squirting in messy arcs that soaked skin, leather, and floor, the sharp scent of re