Paddle Spanking Novels & Stories

Either might be called an Enforcer. "The paddle, Mistress." "Really? Why's that?" "The paddle can only really be used on my bottom or perhaps the back of my legs. It's too rigid and hard to be used anyplace else, which means all of the strokes will be concentrated there, and it really stings, Mistress. The whip also stings, but it's flexible enough to be used anywhere but on the face, so it can be spread around, back, legs, bottom, front..." "You can be whipped on the front of your body?"

"I'm about to introduce you to the darker side of me, and for your sake I hope this is the first and last time I ever have to spank your ass, for anything other than pleasure. I stepped away from her not even finishing in her mouth. I'd only done that as punishment anyway, I wasn't feeling very loving towards her right now, so it was probably best that I not go there. "Do you know why I'm going to spank you?" "No, sir." Whimpering voice, head down, body tense. I removed my shirt as I walked over to the chest where I kept my paddles and other things. Today's infraction though serious wasn't too severe, so I wouldn't use the cat o nine, just a wooden paddle.

“I know. That’s another reason I want us to slow down.” I placed my hand on his. “Go on.” “One evening, Rory came to me wearing a new shade of scarlet lipstick. She asked me to spank her, told me she’d been very bad. Indeed, she had pocketed the lipstick at a superstore and walked out without paying for it. It stunned me to think she’d go to such lengths to receive punishment. She chose the studded paddle.” I said, “I’ve seen one like it in your basement.” “Yes. It’s about three inches wide and eight inches long. Fastened to the face, dozens of half-inch metal buttons lay in diagonal rows.”

I scramble to bite down on the panties knowing Daniel doesn't make empty threats. The drawer slides open and I look up as Daniel takes out a metal paddle with one smooth side and one spiky side. He pulls out the panties from my mouth and places them on the table. "I'm going to do ten on each of your ass cheeks. You'll count and thank me for each." I gulp. Daniel always lays a heavy hand on his spankings, especially during punishment. "When I talk to you, I expect an answer." He says.

“Okay, I won't be spanking you on your ass this time. You'd be receiving it on your tits. A total of thirty spanks, fifteen on each of them.” “But—” “And I'll tell you the rules while you are being punished,” he cut me in between while pulling my breast in his hand, and I had to close my eyes to control the moan ready to escape.

I was just used to getting spanked, and yelping to it was instinctive. “Pah!" “Aah, Two…aah, three..aah, four…" The spanking started slowly, nothing harsh or painful. He would spank me, then gently rub my butt cheeks. But gradually, it became stingy. When I counted to ten, the pacing changed instantly. It became faster and harsher. I was yelping and couldn't keep up with the count anymore.

Nova POV. Brattiness is not my thing, my bum stands witness to that, I ended up being punished through the day ending up with a spanking. That was last week, ever since I decided to act like a good puppy, not wanting to have a round two of having all my privilege taken and corner time and a spanking. Spankies should be banned from hell, aren't we in a bad enough place why add another punishment, maybe that's how daddy punishes the souls that end up here.

He pulled the flogger away from me and returned it to its place. "This is a spank paddle" he pulled it out. "Since I am so gracious, I will sometimes give you the option to pick between the flogger or the paddle. Your beautiful ass would love both though" he reached back and spanked by ass with the spank paddle, making me gasp. "You should thank me for spanking you. You should be grateful for everything daddy does" he said, the spank paddle still lingering on my ass. "Thank you... Thank you for spanking me, daddy"

"Pinkish hole. Love to pound that but not today," "Count every time I spank you, bitch!" And he spanks me using his wooden paddle. "One. Two. Three. Four..." it was very poignant. Dr. Karsyn spank me with full force. The dolorous and the pain was sipping to my bones. "Ngaaaaaaaaaaaahhh! Forty!" If only I had a bucket underneath my face right now, it would be full of tears. Ten minutes had passed us by and yet Dr. Karsyn was still spanking me.

She closed her eyes and visualized an anonymous ass - not Chad's - and saw the spreading blush of heat over the skin and the quivering of the body. "My handprints. The color of red. The way it makes my sub tremble when I punish him. The way every time my hand hits his flesh his cock flexes in response." Just the memory of it aroused her even more. "Me, too." His hand smoothed over her ass, shaping the curve of her buttocks. "Very nice." He pinched each globe lightly then caressed them again. "Extremely spankable." His voice thickened with lust. "I planned to break in that brand-new paddle, but the thought of my hands on your bare ass proved too much temptation for me to resist. I always like