روايات وقصص ضمن Mm Spanking

“Even now. Even after you looked her in the eye and lied.” Another hard slap landed, lower this time, right across the sit-spot. Luke’s hips jerked forward. Damon pressed a firm hand between his shoulder blades, holding him in place, and continued. The spanking went on until Luke’s thighs trembled and the heat across his ass felt like it had sunk into his bones. Only then did Damon reach for the lube. The click of the bottle was soft. Cold gel dripped between Luke’s cheeks. Damon’s fingers followed, pressing in, stretching him open with deliberate care before withdrawing.

I say sniffling. "Normal is overrated believe me" he adds making me smile this time. "Okay, I believe you" I mumble. "Next time come straight to me Roman, no more tantrum" he adds still keeping me in place his hand massaging my sore bottom. "No more spanking me like a little boy" I say back. "Really I should give you big boys spankies then" he says. (Slight sexual scene, you've been warned. PS: it's bad)

His palm landed on my ass again and despite the sharp sting of pain, there was a tiny bout of pleasure from my lower abdomen to my core, wrenching wetness out of it when his palm landed on my ass again, I whimpered instead of yelping. God! I've always thought spanking during sexual escapades was barbaric but it was having one embarrassing effect. I was becoming more and more turned on by more smacks. Everything was going on wrong with me, I felt hot and cold at the same time, my core was a pulsing throbbing mess and I wanted nothing more than to take care of the throb down there. As if he could read my mind, his fingers parted my folds and I moaned, an embarrassingly loud moan that made him

“You need a little more force than that, Alpha! Harder!” I arched my back with the 2, 3, and 4 smacks, and my ass began to feel burning hot. Then 5, 6, and 7 came quickly after one another much harder, and I felt myself gagging on Bear´s cock as he fucked my throat. A warm tongue slid across my burning red skin, and when the 10thspank smacked against my ass, I already knew my juices were streaming down inside of my thighs, and my mind was at ease. I let my shoulders down, closed my eyes, and moaned between thrusts. Ethan slid his hand down between my ass cheeks, and two of his fingers pushed straight into my core, and I thought I could explode there and then.

The next couple of spanks alternate between my left and right asscheek and I make sure to count out loud to ten. "The next ten will be done with the paddle, since regular spanking never gets my point across," he says and I hear him pick the paddle off the bed. How didn't I see that before! I hate the paddle so much, it stings and leaves a blunt pain that I can't stand. My thighs tense up as I wait for the wooden instrument to hit my skin. "Do you need to safeword out?" Damian asks quietly. I realise my body is shaking and my breathing is much quicker than it was before.

He's behind me again, grabbing something else. Smack, I cry out. Owen rubs my bottom where he hit. Smack, his hands immediately go to rub the spot. He pulls away again, and I wait. Smack, the pattern is after each strike; he rubs the area. After about ten hits, I'm breathless. "That was leather and wooden paddle." His fingers move to my sex, where he lets out a growl. "You're so wet, baby. Did you like getting spanked?" I nodded, feeling slightly embarrassed. "I could smell your sweet arousal, but touching it is so much better." Could he smell it? Is that bad? Is that good? Does he like that? How can he smell it, I don't smell anything but the leather on the bench?

"So hot and tight!" Sarah cried out again as his large hands began to squeeze and knead her sore ass cheeks. He only laughed and bent over her so that his stomach and hips would slap her tender flesh. At least whoever was spanking her no longer had access and his body hitting her was less painful. After a few minutes of him hammering at her ass he finally grunted and with a groan, pumped his cum deep into her ass. Without pulling out he called, "Either of you guys ready to go again?"

Dominic throws me on the bed and flips me over so suddenly he gives me whiplash. He pulls me up on my knees and rubs my ass right before he lands another smack on my bare ass. He positioned himself right behind me and he grabbed a handful of my hair and jerked my head back roughly. “Fuck,” He mutters as he slides his cock into my entrance. “Goddess, Cali. Your so fucking wet, does my dirty whore like to be spanked?” He rasps. “Yes,” I moaned as he rammed his dick into my pussy hard, rough, just like the man that’s causing so much pleasure to my body.

I opened my legs wider. "Five spanks for coming late and five spanks for not following my order. You will count, okay?" Only the word 'spank' turns me on. I'm hell ready for the spanking. "Now count." His palm landed on my butts. "One, Master." He's fondling my hips. "Good Girl." Smack. "Two." Smack. I jumped, he spanked me harder this time. "Thre," he cut me off with another spank. My butts are burning and my core is dripping wet.

I spat into my palm, wrapped my fist around the shaft, and started stroking in time with the video. Long, slow pulls at first. Root to tip. Twist over the head. Thumb smearing précum. My breathing turned ragged. “Fück yes… just like that… ruin him…” I sped up. Hips rocking into my hand. Balls tightening. The guy on screen was sobbing openly now, ãss red from spanking, hole gaping every time the top pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in. I could almost feel it the stretch, the burn, the way it hurts so good you can’t stop begging for more.