Romance With Spanking Novels & Stories

He softly rubs my tingling flesh, and then spanks me again, and again. Unconsciously, I raise my hips, offering my ass to Damien's spanking. I'm so frantic with excitement that I feel the air tickling the wet tissues between my spread thighs. I squirm so hard, desperate to get friction on my pussy. “Keep still, beautiful,” Damien says, spanking me harder than before. His voice is thick and filled with arousal. He moves away from me, and I watch him with lustful eyes as he begins to undress himself. Soon, he's fully naked as I am, and then he walks back to me.

“But I wasn’t talking about a serious spanking. I’m sorry if I gave you that impression. I was talking about the sexy kind of spanking.” Sexy kind? What the hell did he mean? “Spankings aren’t sexy. Not for me.” Why was she sitting here talking to him about this? Why wasn’t she running as fast as she could? Because there’s something about him, pulling me towards him, making me want to trust him. Because I don’t want this night to be over, I’m not ready to be alone again. “God, you’re a Dom,” she interrupted, disgusted with herself. “How did I not see that?”

In one smooth motion, he flips me over so that I’m lying on my stomach, and before I can even begin to wonder what he will do to punish me for cumming without permission, his hand is coming down on my ass cheek. Gasping, I feel my core twitch as pain radiates through me. Fuck, how was it possible that his spanking me could feel both amazing and painful at the same time? As this thought continues to radiate through me, he smacks my other ass cheek. “Oh, look at this,” he chuckles, sliding his fingers between my folds. “You’re actually getting wet from my punishment. Does it turn you on to have me punish you, princess?” Unable to respond, I simply nod while I realize just what is happening. Ho

"I'm sorry. I'll be a good girl now. Please, stop spanking me. It hurts." "No more running around," he says firmly. I nod quickly. "No more raising your voice at me." I nod again, and he gently rubs my ass, easing the pain. "You're wet," he observes, a grin spreading across his face. Startled, I quickly jump off his lap and pull my underwear, which looks like a short on me, back up. "My spanking turns you on, doesn't it?" The words choke out of my mouth. "No."

Estelle~ Slowly my body stopped shaking and only then did he loosen his grip around me. “You good?” It took more effort than it should have to snap out of it and reply anything other than more please. I snorted. “As if a little spanking would be enough to put me out. That’s barely foreplay.” “That was foreplay, lady.” Rowan cleared his throat. “Now, will your legs hold, or do I need to carry you?” That got me moving. I was made of sterner stuff than to be taken out by a little finger banging and spanking.

"Give me all of that, show me how you fuck those filthy bitches, bang me crazy as you did to Sophia on Prom Night. Give it to me, you crazy motherfucker!" It was as if I had lit a fire inside of him and he turned me behind quickly and aggressively, folding my arms behind my back like a cop cuffing a criminal. "You want a taste of this, don't you? You little doll. I didn't know you had it in you." He smirked, spanking me behind as he pulled off his belt. Honestly, I didn't know myself. It was my first time, and perhaps I shouldn't be this wild, but...

Aurora yelled and Vincenzo landed her another slap on her right ass cheek. We are just starting… I’m spanking you twenty times… I want you to count. Thwack, the sound came and she groaned. 1, she cried. He kept spanking her 2, 3, ,4,5, 6, 7, 8…… until it reach the twentieth…..her ass was already red and he smiled like a demon enjoying the softness of her ass… Learn to be a good girl for your hubby… He whispered…. He doesn’t want you to use any hairpin but you stole the hairpin in his locker.

I took out the dildo, needing to cum myself, but wanting Slut to make me cum, not a fucking fake cock. "Count for me, Slut. After ten strokes begin licking Rose. Let's see if you can give her an orgasm while spanked." Using my hand, I started spanking her, her ass wriggling provocatively. She really did enjoy a spanking, despite how hard I was punishing her and I was using a lot of force, trying to equal Master's strength when he spanked me. She counted. We got to ten and her head dipped between Rose's legs. Rose was squirming in no time.

His lips were trembling as he turned to my mother, who stood there mute and lost, blinking and panting. "Is it true?" My dad's voice was breaking in and out, more tears prickling his eyes, but my mother won't say anything. The Beta rushed at her and gave her a sharp slap that snapped her face to the side, followed by a kick by the Alpha, who couldn't hold back his rage, forcing her to stumble and crash heavily on the wooden table packed with lots of cutlery and a ceramic plate still containing leftover foods, which splattered all over her face and body.

Every smack, every caress, is a reminder of who I belong to, of the trust and surrender between us. The spanking continues, my cries of pleasure echo in the room, and the butterfly tattoo on my chest feels like it’s fluttering with excitement. Finally, the spanking ceases, and my body is ablaze with desire. His hands soothe my heated skin, his fingers gently massaging the areas he’d just punished. Then he releases my wrists and ankles, and I turn to face him, my eyes filled with a mix of desire and devotion. He leans in and captures my lips in a tender kiss. “You took your punishment so well, my love. I’m proud of you.”