Paddle Spanking Novels & Stories

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.

She breathlessly answered. " Good girl, now I'm only going to spank you five times." He held the leather paddle in his hand and stroked it with his fingers. It was one of his less intimidating paddles, only the size of a ping pong paddle. It was sure to leave a good sting instead of a resounding thud. "Nadia, so that we are clear, what did you do that caused you to get spanked?" Colton circled her, stopping to look directly into her eyes.

Oscar I wasn't really mad anymore, but she didn't need to know that. I would never touch her in anger. That was a big no-no for a Dom. She'd chosen the wooden paddle and I would need her on her feet, bent over the edge of the bed. The wood was thick and long, kinda like me (hehe), so I wanted to make sure that I got her butt cheeks. The fattiest areas were best for this device. I didn't want to mistakenly hit her back, which I wouldn't, but I wanted to be safe. This was her first punishment and her first real spanking. Twenty licks was a lot too, but I couldn't go easy on her. She put herself in danger by leaving and going to his house, even if he wasn't there.

"Abi, you mean more to me than anything. I won't let anyone do anything to you you don't ask for." Abi climbed on the bench and Cherry showed them both how it was, a kneeling bench instead of a standing bench. It had adjustable pads for forearms and lower legs to rest on and be restrained by Velcro, while the leather buckles restrained the upper arms and legs. She showed them how it put the person on it at the right height for both paddle spanking, belt or crop, and a flogger. But how it also left the pussy and ass uncovered so that the person being spanked or whipped could also be taken and fucked in all three holes by the Dom.

He ran it over my back, down to my buttocks, before delivering a sharp smack. I cried out, the sting of the paddle making me jump. But even as I yelped in pain, I felt a rush of pleasure. to deliver sharp blows with the paddle, alternating between my left and right buttocks. Each time the paddle hit me, I felt a rush of pain followed by an intense wave of pleasure. I moaned, my body trembling with arousal as Shraf continued to spank me. The sting of the paddle made me gasp, but I couldn't help the overwhelming sensation of pleasure that washed over me with each strike.

It hurt terribly as he pressed it further into her ass, just leaving the handle out. Taking a leather paddle he began spanking her ass, watching her cheeks dance and her small hole clench around the probe that was sticking out of it. Every time her ass clenched down around the big balls it hurt but she couldn't help it, that was her instinctive reaction to the spanking. On and on it went, her ass turning pinker and pinker and her insides churning as he occasionally twisted the probe or pulled and pushed it a little. A few times he knocked the handle with the paddle and she groaned with the pain of it.

His groans have my pussy leaking down my thighs, as soon as he catches me moving my hand between my legs to touch myself, he removes his cock from my mouth with an audible “pop” “Who the fuck said you could touch yourself?” He demands. “No one sir,” I say, with his hands tightening in my hair. “Exactly. So now, you need to get up and get your paddle like a good girl and receive your 10 spankings.” He growls, letting go of my hair. I get off the bed and try not to let my excitement show at the punishment I will be receiving. What can I say? I’m a bit of a pain slut. I hand my paddle to Rian, and he motions for me to get on the bed.

He groans, his fingers stroking down my spine. “How many, Little Birdie?” “Don’t ask me, Echo. Tell me.” “Fine, six, and no holding back.” His words are a warning, but I nod anyway. Six spanks with the paddle. Easy. I stay bent over the bed, palms flat on the mattress, ass presented to him, heart racing with a mix of defiance and anticipation. The paddle feels heavy in his hand as he steps behind me, the air thick with tension. The first strike lands hard across my right cheek, the leather cracking loud against my skin and sending a sharp sting that blooms into heat. I gasp, body jerking forward, but I hold my position.

The vibration set her off as she arched her back, watching as Renzo and those guys went so happy seeing him and Adrian share a knowing look as Adrian took his cock out of her pussy. And just before she could ask why, she felt a hot, heavy slap to her pussy. The paddle came down to find that he was spanking her with that same black paddle. She looked between her legs and looked over to the wall to find Elio sitting watching her, his hands pumping his cock just like his three brothers, pumping their cocks and watching the pleasure writhe out of her as she whimpered and cried. “Fuck, please touch me, please do something, please, daddy.” She begged.

It’s the third implement that has all his attention, though, and I am really hoping he picks this one. “Ooo, is this a new one? I’ve never seen you use this one before.” He holds up the two-foot-long wooden paddle. It’s four inches wide, for a smaller impact point. It makes a thud but also has quite the sting to it, and with the word ‘SLUT’ engraved into the half inch thick paddle, it will leave a pretty mark on her ass. People will know that she’s our little slut when they see it marked on her pretty peach.