Razor Strap Spanking Novels & Stories

"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.

One of the women licked her lower lip as she met my gaze. Zephyr surged forward with a low growl in my chest. “the red leather strap,” he whispered. “It represents punishment better. With a sprinkle of pleasure, you know,” My fists tightened. “Not now,” I murmured through gritted teeth. “Slip out of the line, grab one, and back. No one's watching,” he pressed. I fell deep into my delusions of what Penelope would look like with these around her wrists and ankles, with her legs spread wide apart, welcoming all of me.

A wooden paddle lay on the desk beside silk ties. “Strip.” I obeyed, dress pooling at my feet, naked before him. He circled me, eyes hungry. “Beautiful. But you need discipline.” He bound my wrists with the ties, securing them to a hook in the ceiling beam—arms stretched high, toes barely touching the floor. The paddle cracked across my ass—harder than his hand, the thud deep and stinging. I cried out, dancing on tiptoes. “Count, pet.” Twenty strikes, each leaving my skin red and throbbing, tears flowing freely. Between sets, he teased my nipples, pinching until they ached, then soothed with his mouth.

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?

Ravenna was still trembling on the bed when Jodan grabbed her by the hips and positioned her exactly how he wanted. Her ass was already red and hot from the initial spanking, but he knew that was only the warm-up. He picked up the thick, silky red ropes that were prepared on the nightstand beside the bed. The vivid red contrasted perfectly with her fair skin. “Lie face down, whore. Arms above your head,” he ordered, his voice deep and calm, yet filled with authority.

I leer in my best Dom voice. With her largely rounded tummy, there is no way she could lean over the desk for a nice spanking. She's tied to my high-backed office chair with her legs secured wide apart strapped to a spreader bar. Yeah, she had help and I'd bet our kinky scene that it was Raul. Tape binds her hands to the chair arms and a pink ribbon surrounds her stomach with a large pink bow slightly to the side of her outy belly button.

I could feel his rod poking into my stomach, and I realized that he, too, was aroused. I heard the sharp intake of his breath and felt one of his hands on my back, holding me in place. His other hand rubbed my bottom in a circular motion. I was starting to relax; it felt nice. Then it stopped and a stinging slap was smacked on to me. I jumped and gasped. “No, Tova,” he said, gently. “When I am spanking you, you are not allowed to move or to make a noise. If you do, I start over.”

With a grunt of effort, I yanked her head down and drove my knee upward into her throat. Serena’s wolf gagged and choked, but I didn’t let go. She thrashed wildly, trying to shake me off. Her claws raked across my side, tearing fabric and drawing hot lines of pain, but I held on like my life depended on it because it did. I slammed my elbow repeatedly into the side of her skull, targeting the sensitive spot behind her ear.

Chapter 40: Bend Over The Bed Jasper “I am going to spank you twenty times, Pet. Ten for lack of trust and the fact that you should have asked for more explanation if you disagreed with me. And these will be delivered by my hand, then, you will get another ten to punish you for the tantrum you threw and your lack of respect. Since you are not supposed to enjoy this…” He trailed off, briefly walking to the chest of drawers and returning with a black silicone paddle.