Redhead Spanking Novels & Stories

I replied, my eyes flashed red in anger and shot daggers at him. I looked at his hands still on my shoulders, pressing me down to the chair. “I called you here to give you action, since you are tired of words.” he grinned. “Stand up and strip.” he thundered and moved his hand away. “What? You are insane! I'm not doing that.” I blatantly refused.

He grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, and fucked her like he hated her. “Take it, you little slut,” he snarled, spanking her ass hard. “This is what you get for teasing me all these years.” Lena’s moans turned into desperate cries as he railed her. He was so deep, so rough, his thick cock stretching her over and over. He spanked her again and again, turning her ass bright red while destroying her pussy.

Each slap sent jolts of heat straight to her core. He flipped her onto her stomach, gripped the rope around her throat, and pulled it tight — controlling her breath as he continued spanking her. The pressure on her neck made her head spin with dark pleasure while his palm cracked repeatedly against her reddening ass. He edged her mercilessly for nearly an hour, alternating brutal spanks, rope choking, and tongue torture until she was a sobbing, dripping mess. “Beg like the filthy festival slut you are,” he commanded, tightening the rope around her throat.

she wails. Continuing my massage on her breast, I shake my head. "You didn't seem to be doing much convincing. Did he touch here?" I ask pushing my hand down her belly and to her hairy pussy. She shivers and then, my hand grips her hair, forcing her closer to me. "Did he touch what was mine?" I yell at her face and she shakes her head. Slapping her breast again, harder, I pull her closer to my face. "Use your words, fucking Redhead," I demand and she cries out softly.

"As you wish, sir." As I wished. Could there be any more magical words to stir the imagination and rouse the blood. I began spanking her behind. It jiggled and her body swung, starting to spin. I steadied her so she wouldn't move so much. I didn't want to think about my aim, nor hit something unintended. Her bottom grew red, small whimpers of pain escaping, yet amazingly tolerant of my hand. I finished the first thirty and I was hard again. I fed her my cock and she took me all down.

I hear the whoosh of the wind through the heart cut out at the base of my paddle and the sudden sting of it against my ass. “Thank you, Alpha.” I moan out. This continues nine more times, each spanking slightly harder than the last until all 10 spankings are done. Rian puts down the paddle and kisses my ass cheek. “I knew this little heart would look wonderful surrounded by red. Now, do you want to continue to play, or do you want to use your safe word?” “I want to keep playing sir.” In seconds Rian slips himself inside me from behind, building up a slow and steady pace as he pounds into me. He wraps my hair around his hand, pulling me up so my back is against his chest.

As he speaks, he rubs his hand over the fatty lower part of her big soft fair butt, bends his other hand into a curve, and spanks her so hard SPANK!! The sound reverberates throughout the room. "That sounds so good," he laughs, and spanks her yet again on the other side of her butt, eliciting sobs after sobs from her. Her butt turns bright red, the imprint of his hand clearly visible. "That's more like it!" He screams like a maniac and starts spanking her over and over again. SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!! Ariella is shaking and her ass is shining like fresh red tomatoes by the time he's finished.

“Yes, yes, fuck me, use that pussy, daddy, please!” I flip her over rough, grab her hips, yank her ass up high, face smashed into the pillow. I spread her cheeks wide with both hands, spit a long string right onto her little pink asshole, watch it drip down over her stuffed pussy, then slam back in from behind. The angle is brutal, deeper than before. She screams into the pillow, muffled and raw, hands clawing at the sheets. I grab a fistful of her hair, yank her head back hard so her back arches, and start spanking her ass red while I drill her mercilessly. WHACK-WHACK-WHACK-WHACK, each hit loud, her ass jiggling, turning bright red. Every slap makes her clench around me so tight I groan.

“Yes, yes, fuck me, use that pussy, daddy, please!” I flip her over rough, grab her hips, yank her ass up high, face smashed into the pillow. I spread her cheeks wide with both hands, spit a long string right onto her little pink asshole, watch it drip down over her stuffed pussy, then slam back in from behind. The angle is brutal, deeper than before. She screams into the pillow, muffled and raw, hands clawing at the sheets. I grab a fistful of her hair, yank her head back hard so her back arches, and start spanking her ass red while I drill her mercilessly. WHACK-WHACK-WHACK-WHACK, each hit loud, her ass jiggling, turning bright red. Every slap makes her clench around me so tight I groan.