Razor Strap Spanking Novels & Stories

She was also wearing a multi-coloured, high-waist sequin fringe skirt that could barely cover her perky, naked butt. Bending over and spreading her ass cheeks with her hands, she showed them she was wearing a red and black striped g-string. "Like what you see?" she asked, resting her palms on her knees and swaying her rear. "Why not?" Harris said, walking over to her to spank her. "That's for being naughty," "Thank you, Daddy," Aaron came over and spanked her as well, "That's for being a good slut," "Thank you, Master," Wyatt came over, cupped her ass cheeks and kneaded them for a bit before spanking her hard, making her gasp, "That's for having a delicious pussy,"

He sits down, yanking me over his knee, my body trembling as the familiar sense of control slips away. “You’ve been bad, little deer,” he growls, his hand slamming down hard on my ass. I whimper, the sting sharp and immediate. “Changing the locks on the door,” he continues, spanking me again. The sting lingers, heat radiating from my skin. I bite back a whimper as he strikes again. “Closing the curtains, hiding from me so I can't see you sleep,” he growls, each word punctuated by the sharp crack of his hand against my flesh.

ZARA Xavier’s ass stiffened after I slapped it, and a giggle escaped my lips. I spanked it again, and immediately, he pulled me away from him, turned me around, and held both my hands behind my back. “You like being naughty, huh?” he grunted, spanking my ass. “Ouch!” I screamed dramatically, pretending to be in pain. “That hurt so much.” He immediately released my hands and rubbed my ass. “I’m sorry. I didn’t intend—”

Unable to hold it anymore, I come hard, my belly clenching, my pussy spasming, as I squirt on her tongue and chin. She drinks it, licking through the waves. Then she rises, shedding her lace. She is now naked, her breasts full, her nipples dark, her pussy shaved and glistening. She grabs a strap-on from the nightstand drawer, thick, black, and curved. She buckles it on, stroking lube over it. “On your knees, whore.” I obey, hiking my ass up. She spanks me hard, repeated slaps that turn my skin red and burning.

By the time he'd pulled a length of rope between the cheeks of her ass, with a knot resting firmly against her anal opening, the pulse at the hollow of her throat was beating wildly. He stopped for a moment to caress the swell of each cheek of her ass then applied a light slap to each. He smoothed his hand over her ass again and applied another series of slaps, this time a little harder. Dara rocked a little and made a tiny whimper but Zane was sure it had nothing to do with unwanted pain. He'd been a Dom long enough to know exactly how to apply a spanking to give maximum pleasure. While Dara's buttocks might now be a faint shade of red, the sounds she made weren't those of agony. Sure enoug

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.

My heart gave a hard thump. “The stripper?” one of the girls asked, a giggle in her voice. “Yeah. Works at that club, Onyx. Heard she gives private dances in the back rooms for extra cash. Real private.” Heat rushed to my face. I kept walking, my legs feeling stiff. “I heard she’s hooked up with, like, all of them,” the other guy chimed in. “Jeremy Blackwood, obviously. But the brothers too. Raphael, Caspian… even the quiet one, Silas. She’s like a… a house pet. For all of them.”

"You're never going to be anything but disobedient. You will always need stern punishment and hard fucking." The vision of her draped over my lap, her reddened bottom on display for all the world to see as I spanked her, discipling the disobedient woman was almost too much. My balls swelled, screaming for relief. I could almost feel the sting in my hand from the intensity of her spanking, one hard smack coming after the other in rapid succession. I could see the way her face twisted in a combination of pleasure and pain as he body wiggled, trying desperately to keep her position.

At first she’d tried to hold back from making noise, and after a while she couldn’t stop herself from crying out and moaning. “It’s just the whippings left, and those will be easier; I’ll spread them out. Your ass is a magnificent red, though; just gorgeous.” He winked at her as he picked up the 16" multi-strand rubber whip. Beginning slow strokes over her body, she moaned a little as he whipped down her back, straying near her ass a little. The impact was harder than when he’d been spanking her, but as he said, it would be spread out rather than all in the same general area. Still, maybe tomorrow she’d take a break from the tasks… give her body some time to recover.

Jason lifted her once more and carried her to the other padded table. She realized what the cutouts were for when he arranged her breasts so they hung free though the openings. Alex separated her legs and she felt her ankles being cuffed to wooden extensions. "I have found that spanking is an intense stimulation to prepare the body for other delights. Have you tried it before, Miranda?" She nodded. "Yes, I have." "And did you enjoy it?" She nodded again but she was thinking how much more stimulating it would be with the right man. Someone who saw sex as more than just an exercise. Of course, wasn't that what she'd been doing? So what right did she have to complain?