Razor Strap Spanking Novels & Stories

He stepped up in front of her his hands slowly rubbing up from her calves to her breasts and squeezing them hard enough to make her whimper. Jenson walked over to a large shelf snatching a black leather strap with a handle and bunch of long strings attached to it. He smacked it over his hand with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes as he walked around behind her. "Time to spank that delicious ass of yours properly my sweet." He chuckled darkly. All at once she felt the sting across her backside as she murmered out through the cloth inside her mouth. Hit after hit landed on her ass leaving it with bright read welts alover the cheeks and on her upper thighs.

She yelled out, I knew I was toasted cause the neighbors probably heard everything, but i didn’t care, cause this one fine ass woman was all mine and no one else I spat on her pussy and started to use two of my fingers to rub it, as she kept on sweating all over and moaning louder I placed my tongue on it again and she exploded and got up MIRA She dared to make me lose my mind, but I came well prepared and would make sure I get back at her I get up from her pretty little face “Let me taste it” I said and she brought her lips on mine, I kissed her for a bit, then I went up to my bag, I had tossed at the side when I came in She looked at me curiously and when I brought out a strap, her face li

“This spanking is for every boy you’ve been flashing those dirty pictures to. You’re going to count each one out loud.” The first strike came down hard across my right ass cheek, the wood cracking against my skin with a sharp sting that exploded through me, making me yelp and arch my back involuntarily. The pain burned hot and immediate, spreading out from the spot. “One! Oh god, that hurts so much, it stings like crazy!” My skin felt on fire already, and I clenched my fists tight, my nails digging into my palms as I tried to steady my breathing. “Keep that language in check, Sophia, but don’t stop counting.” He brought the ruler down again, this time on the left cheek, even harder, the impa

Without a warning, the thin leather strap landed on my ass with a loud flop! “Ah! One!” I cried out. “Do you remember your safe word?” “Yes, Daddy.” He stepped behind and slashed the strap across my ass again, almost right on top of the first one. I exclaimed, and tears welled up on my cheeks. “Ah! Two!” He rubbed the area he had just struck and then spanked my ass right in the same spot. I cried out. “Three!” I sobbed once more. “Nope, princess, we are still on two.”

"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.

Robert inserted two fingers into her pussy, feeling the palpitations of her climax. "She's going to be punished for cumming without permission twice. Thirty swats for each occurrence. I'm going to give her the first thirty with the paddle she's holding. If she doesn't cum from her spanking, she'll need to cum to make her feel better. You will fuck her to ease her pain, then you will give her the remaining thirty with your hand as you will be unused to using a paddle so should feel how hard you're striking her. When her punishment is complete, she's going to mount my cock and I want you to fuck her ass so you can feel the heat rising off it from her spanking. Does this sound acceptable to you

Stirring the incarnate bliss that was pushing me into his fantasies, with the desire to please him. Like riding a horse, Vance sets me down on the black padded spanking bench facing the full-length mirror before me. He bends my legs so that my feet rest on the padded stirrups. Anxiously, I bite my bottom lip as he straps down my feet on each side. Nervous, but giving him my trust.

He played with her mangalsutra, draping it across her breasts and nipples, heightening her arousal. As the massage reached its climax, Khalid blindfolded Sapna and pulled her hair, making her stand. He handcuffed her to the wall and began spanking her with his belt. He targeted specific areas, especially near her mangalsutra, leaving red marks on her skin. Sapna whimpered, the pain mixing with pleasure.

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.

She was wearing the black thongs he had got her while shopping for some clothes for her. He began spanking her one after the other. Ayra bit her lip to control the moan that was about to escape her lips. His grunts and her muffled moan filled the room. “You will never leave this place,” Spank! “You will always be by my side,” Spank! “You are mine,” Spank! This time she moaned loudly due to pain and pleasure. By the time he was done, her ass cheeks were red due to all the spanking. Ayra was dripping wet. All the spanking only turned her on. She was embarrassed that she reacted this way to his touch. Heck, she didn’t even know why she let him touch her in the first place.