Real Punishment Spanking Novels & Stories

“I’ll give them a spanking. That’ll fix it.” “Hey! Kendrick!” He cleared his throat. “If it’s a boy, he gets a spanking. If it’s a girl, I’ll reason with her.” “This isn’t about boys or girls!” She stared at him, exasperated. “How do you reason with a three-month-old baby? And spanking is absolutely out of the question.” Even a two- or three-year-old wouldn’t necessarily respond to reason. And his “boy gets hit, girl gets reasoned with” approach? Way too reckless.

"Punishments. That is something else I'm worried about. It can't exactly be pleasant for a woman to be spanked or what have you… how is that not abuse?" "Trev, punishments are not meant to be pleasant. They are meant to teach a lesson. There is not a single Master out there that does not punish in one form or another. You and Vie, just have to find the best one for you guys. Ugh… ummm as I was trying to say earlier. The most common form of punishment is spankings mainly because it gets the point across easily and is quick." Lizzie began to look a little uncomfortable as the conversation became more and more intimate. Trev did not actually blame her because it was more than a little weird to

Luciano * Failing to properly serve * Achieving orgasm without consent * Any other punishable offense as dictated {Forms of Punishment} - Punishments can include spanking, nipple pinching, cropping, hair pulling, withholding of orgasm, caning, any other punishment as she sees fit. - Punishments are intended as complete penance for offenses. Punishments should always fit the crime and would be executed with full understanding that once over, the issue is over. **Section Two: Limits of D/s Contract**

If I defied him, he would punish me of course, spank me and make me count while I writhed in his hold moaning from the stings of his palm against my derrière while being soothed with his gentle rubs afterward. But how would spanking go in the bathroom? Will he ask me to grab onto the cabinet and spread out my legs for him just like the first time in his office? Will he just throw me over his shoulder and do it with quick precise movements of his palm? Will he ask me to bend over the bathtub or would there be another form of punishment in store for me?

I tell her but before she has a chance to answer my palm is already landing on her plump ass that is begging me to be spanked. Catching Shelly off guard she jumps a little at the contact and yelps out “ One Daddy I’m sorry Daddy.” After each spanking I rub on the ass cheek that I smacked to ease the pain. On the fifth spank she is starting to shake and moan because of the pleasure and pain. I dip my finger into her and I’m right because she is dripping wet from the punishment. But she continues to apologize. “Five Daddy I’m sorry daddy.” She tries to say but in the end it turns into a strangled moan. Once the whole punishment is over. Shelly’s ass looks even better than before with it being

The little is allowed to tag along with the dominant classes whenever needed. The final part of the contract was the discipline part, it stated that misbehaving, defying orders, back-talking, and not obeying daddy would result in discipline. The discipline would vary depending on the crime, it could be a simple time out, earlier bedtime, privileges taken away, grounding, writing lines, mouth getting washed, and finally a spanking to the bum with the hand, nothing else would be used or implied to the bum. "Okay," I say finishing reading everything, it's not the worse out there.

He disappeared behind her and her fear revisited her. She was on her fours now. He spanked her thigh and it stung. She yelped, but it only made him hit her harder. Then he moved to her behind and slapped her ass cheeks. She grew hot. He attacked her pussy with his large hand and she felt sensations rocking her body. It was nothing but humiliation. She was being spanked. Something she had never thought would happen to her was her reality now. She was being punished for craving liberty. He was merciless with his spanking and it stung.

He pulls both clamp chains to bring me back to reality when I get lost in my thoughts, and I scream at the top of my lungs, my eyes filling with tears. Fuck! Fuck! The pain is killing me, but I reply, “I’m your desperate bitch, Master. My legs will remain wide open for your use always.” I pause between every word because of the way he stretches the chain more. It feels like my skin will rip apart in two, but after hearing my words, he releases it. I catch my breath for a second before he continues spanking me with the scale. “Repeat it!” he commands, hitting my clit hard. It’s definitely going to turn red.

Paige challenged, "You do it then." Chris glanced at Paige, saying, "I've never believed in corporal punishment. I believe in reasoning." "Weren’t you the one who said spanking works when the baby won't stop crying?" Paige retorted. Chris nodded. "Well, yes. You couldn't reason with him, so naturally, a spanking would help. But I'm different from you. You can't reason with him, but I can." What was Chris talking about? "You see, didn't I reason with him? He's stopped crying, hasn't he?" Chris said.

"Sorry isn’t enough, baby girl. You need to be punished. Properly. So you never forget who owns you." Before she could protest, Mason lifted her effortlessly and carried her to the large leather couch in the corner of the study. He sat down and draped her over his lap, her sundress riding up to expose her bare ass. Marcus stood in front of her, tilting her chin up. "Ten spanks from each of us," Marcus said calmly. "And you’re going to count every single one. If you miss a number, we start over. Understand?" "Yes, Sir," Trinity whispered, the word slipping out naturally. Her pussy was already growing wet with shameful arousal.