Paddle Spanking Novels & Stories

He leaned in and showed it to her. "I will teach you things here today," he whispered, sliding the tip of his toy along her chin. "I will show you how proper discipline is meted out. A true master will break no skin and no bones. The only thing that will break is your sweat." He stood up, pulled the paddle back as if her were back-handing a tennis racket, then lay a solid *smack* against her exposed backside.

The third and the fourth ones are equivalent in strength but the fifth spank stings a bit more and echoes louder in the playroom. “Five.” I squeal. He continues with the same ritual of alternating between my both ass cheeks, rubbing some of the sting away between each blow but I can tell my backside is getting heated by the time I reached ten. “You are doing good, baby.” He encouraged me, caressing my ass before he picked up the paddle from the floor. I ball up my fists and my toes curl in anticipation as if it was really going to help but as the paddle strikes my ass, I can't help a little whimper. I am sure he was refraining on his force but it already hurts more than when he uses his hand

What's he planning to do to me then? My skin heats up as he begins to move his finger faster, finding my clit and rubbing little circles. He takes his other hand and shoves a few finvers into my core and begins moving them in and out at a quick pace. I can't help the moans escaping my lips. Right as I'm about to reach my climax, he stops. I breathe out in confusion. "You didn't think it was going to be that easy, did you?" he pulls back for a moment, but I'm jolted back to reality when a sharp sting erupts over my behind. A loud crack sounds thorugh the room. He's spanking me with a paddle.

Howard spread them open so that her husband could work his cock between the teen girl’s thighs. He stroked the head of his shaft along the pussy lips to find the wet opening and then fucked forward hard. Zoe convulsed as the cock buried deep inside her. The spanking paddle landed on her ass and when she convulsed her pussy muscles tightened around the hardness. It was a fantastic sensation and she shuddered as the paddle spanked on her ass a couple of more times.

My father hit me with a paddle on my bare ass and I could barely sit for days. Every time they suspect it or I slipped up, the same thing would happen. They took me home, pulled my pants down, and spanked me as hard as they could with that paddle until I couldn't sit. Then I was forced to kneel in front of their stupid shrine and repent my sins.

"When you say you can be punished, what does that mean?" "Usually, it means a spanking, either by his hand or a paddle. Sometimes we're whipped with a nine stranded flogger. At other times, the punishment consists of orgasm denial or forced orgasms." "Doesn't it hurt to be spanked, paddled and whipped?" "It does, but it's a good pain, not a bad pain." "What does that mean, good pain, not bad pain?" "I have two other sex slaves with me now. I'm going to put you on speaker so they can help answer your questions."

"Well then why don't you lie over my lap and lift up your skirt." I rolled over his knees and looked over at the guys as I pulled the skirt up over my firm round ass. "OK, I am going to spank you now, but I need your help. Daddy sometimes has trouble remembering how many times he has paddled you, so I want you to count out each one up to five." "Yes, daddy." He raised up his right hand and swung it down over my exposed flesh. I yelped "One." Again he swung down, this time on my left cheek. "Two."

"As a slave, your first responsibility always, is to the pleasure of the person you're servicing. It doesn't matter if you're being fucked or punished; you must pay attention to them and not to your own pleasure or pain. Master is going to paddle your bottom while you lick my cunt. I want you to concentrate on your task, not the punishment. Your concentration on my cunt should be unwavering. If it is not, I will signal Master and he'll give you an additional swat each time you falter. It will help if you reach sub space quickly, where the pain hides in the recesses of your mind. Remember how you got there before. Halfway through your spanking, he will fuck you with the handle of the paddle.

"I love men that can exhibit a high level of pain tolerance." I give a series of slaps with the vampire paddle, evenly distributing each whack across both butt cheeks. I increase the force gradually until I hear him let out a grunt, which is when I know I have reached the threshold of his pain tolerance. This encourages me to keep spanking him with that same amount of force and more grunts escape his mouth. I spank his thighs, back, legs, and feet, and in response, he tosses around slightly and groans quietly. Satisfied for a bit I stop spanking him and say, "Now face up."

I shivered with arousal as my nipples hardened to painful little peaks, just begging to be touched and kissed, but it all paled to how much my pussy throbbed to take his length inside me. "Stand up," he demanded. On shaky legs, I rushed to obey. His palm pressed against my pussy and he spanked it hard. I cried out at the unexpected discipline and shook as the stinging agony spread across my sensitive folds. "That wasn't an answer, little darling. I'll ask only one more time and if you don't answer, your bare little bottom is going to be paddled with your hairbrush instead of being allowed to come all over my cock. Now, do you think you did a good enough job sucking my cock to earn the privil