Razor Strap Spanking Novels & Stories

“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.

A finger, slick with my own juices, pressed against the puckered hole and rubbed slow circles. I whimpered loudly, overwhelmed by all the unfamiliar touches while the spanking continued. Master Viktor picked up a thin, wicked-looking rattan cane from the table. He tapped it lightly against my burning ass. “Twenty strokes,” he announced. “You will count each one out loud. If you miss a count, we start over.” The first stroke landed with a sharp whistle and a fiery line of pain across both cheeks. I cried out, my body jerking against the cuffs. “One!” I gasped.

Because of that, I’m owned by my capture. “Strip down to your underwear and kneel, pet,” Razor commands into my ear from behind me, with his hand wrapped around my throat. I do as he commands. I’m going to bleed. This punishment is going to hurt. His finger strokes my good cheek and I shudder. “You know why I have to punish you.” “Yes Master,” I rush out. “Good boy,” he purrs. His voice hardens. “Now, where to place my name?” He taps his chin with his knife. I can see it on his face the moment he decides.