Real Punishment Spanking Novels & Stories

It was amazing how sensitive he was, she thought. “Yeah, I was wondering, peradventure, I happen to do something bad, will you still spank me?” “Why do you ask?” “Because you love me now so I thought you will no longer.” He smiled. “Nara, I spank you because I care. I won’t bother if I didn’t. And since you’re asking, I say I will never spank you for a mistake but if you deliberately do something endangering, you’ll have a tender behind. I’m still Lemuel Arnold, alright?”

I nodded again. “To begin with, we will only do a single credit punishment,” he said. “So, expect this show of discipline to be far easier than any of the future ones. Now, I am giving you this spanking today to remind you that good girls keep their cunts nice and smooth.” His hand came crashing against my flesh, and I flinched more out of surprise than pain. He swatted me again and again, before saying, “After every swat, I want you to say ‘good girls keep their cunts smooth.’” Swat.

Not direct enough, but it should give options that were equal and balanced. "I challenged you three times." I started to speak and gave a short pause. "If it was only twice, it would be a light punishment, but since I challenged you a third time, then the punishment should be more severe." I ran my tongue around my lips which had suddenly become dry. "Nine lashes, twelve spankings, three denials of orgasm, exposure for two hours." "Enough!" Marcus interrupted me as he went on to list the options. "Don't move." He ordered.

I didn't know what he was preparing, but he was planning something. The moment his palm left my flesh, it hardened into a crack. Oh my God, he was about to spank me. "Wait! I beg you not to spank me!" "You brought this upon yourself, Mani." He replied He gave me a harsh spanking, despite my pleading with him to stop. His rough, painful palm cracked on my skin. His touch on my buttocks felt intimate. The sensation of his punishing palm made it even worse if I already thought I had upset him.

I wasn't sure about being dressed like littles or trying any of the accessories, I didn't mind having uncle and aunts, the whole department feels like a family to me. "Hard no way, not gonna happen limits?" he asks, the number one for me was touching my face in any type or kind of punishment, I was against all hardcore punishment, Felix agreed, the worse Marco is allowed to do is spank me with a belt! Which isn't okay or nice, I tried to add it to my hard limits but he said I need to have a kind of hard punishment for when needed. "Why would I need that Felix!" I say in disbelief. "Well it's a good motive for a little thing like you not to do anything without properly thinking it through" he

“Annabella couldn’t bear your beatings. She couldn’t bear the punishment being transferred to her brother. She believed she was the one who killed Raiden.” Mom tugged hard at her handcuffs. The metal scraped violently. “Nonsense! I was disciplining them! What’s wrong with siblings looking out for each other?” She pounded on the armrests of the chair. “Ray was already a retard. His life was already ruined. But Bella had to succeed in life! How would she manage that without a little bit of hardship?”

he commanded. The cold air slammed against my skin. Then, I heard a familiar, sickening sound behind me. The heavy slide of leather through belt loops. I knew that sound. I grew up with it. The first crack of the belt across my skin was sharp. The sting was a familiar kiss, a reminder of my parents way of correcting me. He struck again, harder, the sound echoing off the walls until my skin burned. "Used to getting this ass spanked, aren't you?" he asked.

“I’m sorry I did that, Daddy. I’m sorry I didn’t live up to my promise.” “You don’t have to be sorry anymore. The spanking took care of all the punishment you need so don’t punish yourself. Just remember there are consequences to your behavior. The spanking happens immediately but it’s not just to cause you pain. It’s to help you remember there are consequences even though most consequences in life don’t happen immediately.” “Okay, Daddy,” I say. “And are you sure you want to keep up our arrangement? If you neglect your schoolwork again, there will be more spankings.”

I told him how every time someone in the group got hit I could feel their pain. After six weeks of calling me a liar he suddenly decided it was time for me to receive punishment for my failure. That first punishment he hit me fourteen times with a belt with my clothes on. After three weeks of him doing this I refused to report to him. I told my parents that he was spanking me for failing warrior training. Even they were shocked and promised to speak with him.

Pale grey eyes darted over my face. “She put herself in danger and that pissed me off. One thing Bella loves is sex. I knew that denying her that would be a good punishment so I threatened to use that against her.” I licked my lips. “When she does something I told her not to do, I give her a spanking.” “S-spanking?” She frowned. “It doesn’t hurt?” “Punishment is supposed to hurt, it’s why it’s called a punishment.” He gripped her chin to turn her head back when she looked away. “But people react differently to certain things. A good example of this is that Bella likes pain and you don’t.”