Romance With Spanking Novels & Stories

My ex liked to keep it separate, and it was easier, safer, that way. He feels my body tense, and asks me what’s wrong. I sort through a few variations before finding the right words. “That was great. But I don’t want you punishing me. That’s what Daddy’s for—so it’s not real and I can enjoy the spanking.” I didn’t think he could pull me any closer, but he managed to. “Kaitlyn, sweetheart, you know this isn’t punishment. It’s fun. Sometimes I’d rather just be me, spanking the woman I love.”

Dangerous affairs with my professor. Chapter 47. Author’s Pov. Elena’s face twitched and her moan filled the air as Dante smacked her harder and harder with the spank paddle. “Will you ever yell at Daddy?” he groaned spanking her harder again and Elena moaned softly. “Never Daddy.” “Good girl.” he rubbed gently on her already red ass cheeks, easing the pain and sending gentle streams of pleasure into her pussy. Dante’s kneel met the floor. His both hand grabbed her ass cheeks and he kissed them softly then left a bit on it.

I screamed out as four consecutive slaps landed on both cheeks, two at a time, before his hands rubbed and massaged the area tenderly. “You know the magic words” he growled, his voice laced with unmistakable desire. “Just say them already, I’m dying here!!” screamed Rowena as her voice filled with lust. “No” I said to both of them stubbornly. I was expecting him to get right back into spanking me, but he surprised me by continuing to knead and caress my ass gently. It gave me some time to get a fucking grip on my wild emotions, and try to see a way out of this without losing my self dignity and self respect.

"You mentioned spanking. Is that really, I mean…I can't see consenting to being beaten." He looked at her directly. "Not beaten. This is way different. We're talking about a spanking on the ass, like with a hand or a crop or some other tool. When you break a rule, you will be punished. That's the way it is. The thing is, the line between pain and pleasure is paper thin. A spanking can be very sensual. You'd be surprised. Remember, you'll have safe words to let me know how you're doing, but you have to use them." Bella nodded slightly, still wide-eyed.

He raised his eyebrows shocked but at the same time he wasn't he had a feeling she was into this stuff but he wasn't sure. "You do know spanking is involved." She blushed just as his hand moved up her thigh luckily they were in the corner of the restaurant, away from the peering eyes. "So basically like a punishment? If I did something bad?" He nods. "Sounds like you want to be punished." Antonio shifts in his seat looking away as her hand moved in his underwear. "What if I do?" - End Of Chapter 26: Punished -

I whimper, arching back, my tiny ass pushed out, desperate for more of his tongue. He groans, spreading my cheeks further, his grip possessive and cruel. His tongue thrusts deeper, punishing me as he claims me. Each stroke of his tongue is harsh, relentless. He begins spanking my ass, each slap making my skin burn as he continues his brutal feast. “Fucking perfect…” “That’s enough,” I whine, trying to move away, still weak from everything he’s done. “I’m still mad at you.”

The punishment for going rogue had begun, his touch both angry and loving as he claimed her completely on the rocky shore. Jax bent Elara over the rock, yanking her pants down as he thrust into her in one savage stroke. He fucked her hard and deep, hips slamming against her ass with punishing rhythm while his hand came down in sharp spanks that left her skin burning. “You don’t get to risk yourself like that,” he growled, biting her shoulder as he drove into her relentlessly. The rough dominant sex was full of biting and spanking, each thrust a reminder of who she belonged to.

“Or I could fuck you right here, while Kane watches.” The vibrations got stronger, and I thrust my hips forward, seeking more of his touch. His grip on my ass tightened, and I let out a moan. Kane had turned the vibrations as high as they’d go, making me squeeze my eyes closed. Fireworks painting the backs of my eyelids as I came. “I think you need a spanking.” Kane growled, coming up behind me. His hand moving to my other ass cheek, giving it a rough squeeze before he swatted me. “What do you think, Dom?”

I could feel the bulge beneath my ribs growing with every smack he gave me. “What the hell is wrong with you?” standing up. My ass stings, and I’m sure it’s as red as a tomato. I stared at my husband. I was angry that he was spanking me. I wanted to show him I was annoyed with the spanking, but fuck, the man looks like he just stepped out of a magazine with his thick black hair that falls in his eyes, abs that make me want to run my fingers down, and those V muscles that lead to something I desperately want to feel inside me. Just looking at him makes me wet. Unknowingly, to me instead of fighting him for spanking me.

As he pounded into her, he whispered dirty talk into her ear, telling her how sexy she looked and cursing every time she did something that turned him on. He spanked her lightly at first, but as she begged for more, he hit her harder, leaving her skin red and tingling. Penelope was lost in a haze of desire, feeling completely taken by Liam's dominating presence. He choked her lightly, making sure not to put too much pressure on her windpipe, and left scratch marks down her back with his nails.