Schoolgirl Spanking Romane & Geschichten

"Good girl.” I caressed her ass cheeks, soothing her reddened skin. Heat radiated from her flesh, and her pussy got even wetter. My index finger slid close to her folds, and she trembled. It would be so easy to slip into her slick heat, to circle her swollen clit until her cries reached a delicious crescendo. I reminded myself that this was a punishment. By the end of this spanking, she will regret stay away from Wikh. The next spank was equally harsh, and her legs moved further apart.

“Regardless, you’ve no one to blame for this but yourself, little girl. You chose to put yourself in jeopardy by going to Rush—” “I’m a grown woman and I can go wherever the fuck I want!” The flat of my hand landed on her right buttock. Ignoring her squeal of shock, I gave her left cheek its own swat as I began to lecture. “Not when you pick a club with a bad rep.” A pair of swats had her squirming. I simply tightened my hold around her waist. “Not when you go alone.” Two more strokes were delivered. Though I was spanking over a pair of sleep shorts, it was clear by her sharp yelp that the thin fabric wasn’t providing much protection.

I brought my hand down on her ass, hard, very hard, and she gasped sharply while struggling harder to break free. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” she let pleading hysterically as I brought my hand down on the exact same spot, alternating between her two ass cheeks, hitting her over and over again, hitting her so hard that even my palms hurt me. Before I was done, she was a crying, quivering mess and she was begging me to stop, promising never to disobey my orders ever again. Her butt was sore, it was red and swollen and she continued sobbing loudly, even when I stopped spanking her.

the last word was said in a whisper. "That'll be thirty spanks to you young lady and consider yourself grounded for the weekend," I say in a stern voice. I never give her more than fifteen spanks, she has low pain intolerance but she needed to learn a lesson, and being a vampire means she won't bruise badly. I walk my crying Sophia over to the couch sit down and place her over my knees. "Count," I say simply she knows the rule, if she doesn't count it she'll get extra till she reaches thirty.

She has gotten her bracelet, then why is she so worked up about it, so everyone should know she's the most dominant bitch in the school. "Please let me go, you have your bracelet, don't hurt me!" The blonde girl begged as she was forced on her knees while Jenny wouldn't let go of her hair. *Ppphhaaattt* Jenny slapped the young girl so hard across the face that she fell flat on the floor, her loud wails echoed in my ears petrifying my eardrums. I gasped in shock feeling so sad for the little girl. I glanced around wondering why any teacher hasn't come to check what was going on.

Even this mild contact over her clothing has me harder than a fucking rock and my teeth lengthening. Since she didn't freak, I keep spanking, hard slaps that echo off the Italian tile. "You hacked me, Catgirl?" I smack her again and again. "Where were you like twelve?" "Fifteen," she gasp. "I never took anything I swear-ung." The last sound from her lips sounds too much like I'm fucking her instead of spanking, and my vision tunnels, my wolf clawing to take over. I stop spanking, struggling to slow my breath. I keep my hand on her ass, because well the thought of not touching her kills me.

A thrill shot through me, heat pooling between my thighs. I swallowed, debating whether to push my luck. So, I squirmed. Deliberately, slowly grinding my ass against the growing hardness beneath me. Before I could register what was happening, I was face-down on his desk, my back arched, and my ass lifted high. His hand pressed firmly between my shoulder blades, keeping me pinned. "You've been a naughty girl, Princess and naughty girls deserve spanking right?" A soft moan slipped past my lips. His palm cracked against my ass, sharp and stinging.

“Listen to me, I don’t care how good you can run your tongue but in this school, I am the queen bee and a trash like you can’t talk to me however she wants. Maybe, you will be the one drinking that toilet water. Ask around, I have made a girl do it before.” I smiled, “just because you had made a girl do it doesn’t mean it will be the same with me, I assure you Stacy that you have never met a girl like me before and if you cross me, you are going to regret it for the rest of your life.” I took a step closer to her, “so move your fat ugly duckling self out of my way before I hurl you to the cafeteria where you will be a nice ingredient for a pot of soup.” “Gosh,” students exclaimed again and f

Wow. Since I'm alone, I move on to the next stage. There are a couple who performed too, and I see the man using a tool like... What's the name of it? It looks like a ping-pong paddle. Holy sh*t, the girl is nearly naked; she only wears a thong with stockings. She cuffed to an X cross. Her ass is already red, but she seems to enjoy it. Does it not hurt? Seeing the girl being spanked makes me wonder how it feels. It definitely hurt, but I think it's a good one based on the girl's face.

The same girl who I heard before got the courage to ask me. “No. Get out or I will throw you all out.This is not a place for student to loiter around without any business.” Xander could only gawk at me when I answered them. Xander turns back to the girl, ready to apologize, but what he did not expect was for the group to scream excitedly. “Did you hear Hailey May Collins talking to me?! Tell me you guys caught that on video!” The girl turns back to her friends to look at the footage of me scolding her.