Novel & Cerita Real Punishment Spanking

She could feel the cool fabric of the bed beneath her, a stark contrast to the heat that still lingered on her palms from the earlier punishment. With deliberate movements, Alberto positioned himself behind her, his presence looming over her as he prepared to administer the next phase of her discipline. “Count each spank aloud,” he commanded, his voice brooking no disobedience. Cadence nodded, her heart pounding in her chest as she braced herself for the impending punishment. She knew that each spank would serve as a reminder of her failure, a physical manifestation of the consequences of her actions. Without further warning, Alberto’s hand came down sharply against Cadence’s exposed flesh,

I moved to Amber's practice gym to find the little one on the floor crying, she wasn't crying as she usually does, not the quiet tears or pain-filled sobs, instead, she was on the ground throwing a full-on tantrum. I picked her up from the floor, threw her over my shoulder, and walked out of the gym when she kept on screaming I slapped her bum, Amber and I have talked this through, we agreed on spanking her when needed, we're not going to have a brat for a little, we will discipline her, that includes timeout, lines when she's big enough to write them, privileges taken away, and that also includes spanking when needed, it's the worse punishment she'll ever get and I'll never be too hard on h

He smiled, I shifted back fearfully. "Ohh don't worry slave, this will not be too painful." He smirked. "Now I want you to get on that fridge over there, and shoot out your ass for me. Master needs to spank you for being very disobedient. My fridge wasn't the long standing one, it's more like the short, flat long one?... I guess. My hands went involuntarily to my ass, I can't let Ethan spank me on my ass. That shit is painful. My mum once spanked me and I got her arrested. I was ten years old then. Ever since then, no one has ever done that to me again.

“Can I ask something else about discipline?” “Of course, I guess you would like to know what kind of punishment is executed?” He nodded shyly and I chuckled as I continued. “Once again, it all depends on the domino's practice and on the submissive's limits. There are different methods and accessories, spanking is one of the most frequent and can be given either with the instruments I have shown you or with the hand.” I said, showing him my palm and smiling which made him turn red as a tomato. “That is for spanking, but then, there are other ways to sanction a submissive, like pleasure denial and sensory deprivation which belong to the physical punishment category. There are also mental punis

“Okay, I won't be spanking you on your ass this time. You'd be receiving it on your tits. A total of thirty spanks, fifteen on each of them.” “But—” “And I'll tell you the rules while you are being punished,” he cut me in between while pulling my breast in his hand, and I had to close my eyes to control the moan ready to escape.

“Not in the conventional sense, as if any of it is conventional. It is more of a control issue than being dominant; however, I guess it is one in the same. I’ve told you both times I did it I did not want to spank you. Spanking a woman’s ass adds a heightened layer to pleasure as pain is the same thing to the brain as pleasure. Punishment is nothing I have done in the past because I was not with a woman long enough for me to give a shit enough to correct her behavior if she did something I didn’t like. I simply never saw her again.” He frowns. “This marriage is it. Forever. You belong to me. Only death will free you from me, and if you go before me I’ll follow you into heaven or hell.” The w

There was no need to aggravate him by being more disobedient. “I’ll give you a choice this time for disobeying me. You will either accept to stay three days without a single touch from me. Or you bend over the desk and let me spank you like the little brat you are. Just ten strikes, but let me warn you, I won’t go easy on you. It’s supposed to be punishment, and I will spank you with that in mind, not your pleasure.” He said to me, “Which do you choose?”

I read and raised my brow at Alpha Enzo. “Punishment? What kind of punishment are we talking about here?” I asked, not believing I had involved myself in such a mess. Alpha Enzo’s lips curled into a smile. “Keep reading,” he urged, and I swallowed hard before going back to the document. “Punishments include spanking, kneeling, and sexual tension and torture,” I read aloud, glaring at him. “You shouldn’t worry about that. I won’t do anything to harm you,” he smirked while my frown deepened.

Mom then sternly said, "Young lady, you are not paying attention to your punishment. I told you to count the spanks and you missed one. Now how many times did I spank your ass?" I was shocked and completely at a loss. I tried to think back, but could not pin point any missed spanks to my ass. I timidly answered back, "Nine, I think, mommy." Mom answered back reproachfully, "No, young lady, I delivered ten spanks to your poor little ass. I don't enjoy spanking your cute little ass until it glows red. I do this to teach you a lesson and you failed to learn the lesson. I will now start over, but this time I will give you twenty spanks and you will call them all out or we will keep going until y

He urges me to answer him with another slap that earns him a louder whimper from me. "Y-Yes, d-daddy!" I cry out. "And bad girls should be punished!" Saying that, he slaps once again on my untouched ass and I cannot help but grip the sheets tight underneath me. My stomach pressed tight against his thigh. "Now count!" He orders with another slap but I cannot. I whimper, tears burning my eyes. "Julie, I won't stop until I complete spanking you ten times, so count like a good girl because my spanks matter only when you count them; I won't stop until I reach ten!"