Severe Spanking Stories Novels & Stories

He cracked his hand down so hard I jumped, the pain biting. Shifting, the realization his cock was rock hard was even more disgusting than what they were doing. “I suggest you remain in position, or this is going to be much worse.” Allen growled after making the statement. He freaking growled. Was he some Neanderthal? I gulped for air as the spanking continued, two people stopping close enough I could listen in on their conversation. My God. This was horrifying. “One day you will learn to be a good girl.”

"We went to breakfast while you were hung-over, and you started an argument and walked out leaving us with the kids and the bill." I was angrier than I meant to get, and I pulled out of her and threw her across my lap. I spanked her ass bright red. "Your boys were so mean to my daughter, I had to wonder at how you'd raised them. Then I realized you probably didn't." She moaned as I spanked her and started squirming immediately. "Oww, please stop," she cried, as I smacked her hard, "stop Daddy." The Daddy comment was like a slap in the face. What was I doing spanking a grown woman for her bad behavior. She sobbed when I stopped and pushed her off my lap.

His spanking lasted long and Alex was both horny and shocked when he finished. For the last hand spanking it was Raphael's turn. She never met him; he must have arrived since she had left the centre. He spread her cheeks and began to stroke between the cheeks, and the taps continued faster than she was able to count all over her ass. Alex tried to count but cried more than spoke and the number were not audible.

His voice dropped to a dangerous rumble, making my stomach clamp. Ruslan Orlov, without a doubt, is the reason why my stomach clamps every now and then. Stilling myself for what was coming, my hands quivered on the sink, waiting patiently for my punishment. “Next time,” Spank! “You should never disobey me,” Spank! “No matter what or where we are,” Spank! “If you do, spanking wouldn't be the next punishment, I swear to fuck.” Spank! By the time he stopped spanking my ass, I felt a stinging pain mixed with pleasure.

Sandy said. Dan began his spanking and Dawn was jumping and howling from the get go. She had nowhere to go and she couldn't escape and Dan's hand fell with metronome regularity, turning her cute ass red, then dark red. She was crying within ten strokes, tears falling down, sobbing loudly. Dan had no pity. As far as I could tell, every one was as hard and loud as the previous one with no deviation at all. Finished with the spanking, Dan released his rigid cock from his pants and slammed into Dawn's open cunt with brutal force, making her cry out almost as loud as the spanking had.

I replied in a muffled voice, burying my face in my arms, overwhelmed by the mix of emotions from what he was doing. "Eighteen." He started counting and continued hitting my buttocks. "Ah!" I let out a cry. I didn't want to hear myself making such lewd sounds, so I quickly bit my arm! "Nineteen." Fuck! The hits were getting harder and more painful! I could feel the area turning red. With each strike, a different kind of electricity surged through various parts of my body, sending shivers down my spine. I had experienced being spanked by my mother when I was a child, but to be spanked now as an adult, I didn't know what to feel!

Except for my first day here I haven't been punished yet, I look up at daddy and gulp he doesn't look like he's going to just put me in timeout. "You only got away your first day but this time you're getting a spanking" daddy say in a stern voice making me bend over his knees. He pulled down the pants I had one, undid my onesie and even slid down the diaper, Blake never spanked me bare, this gonna hurt, I try to tense my bum-bum in fear of the coming pain. Smack. Smack. Smack. By the third slap, I was forced to relax and take the rest of the painful spanking. I got six slaps in total, every one of them hurt, I wasn't going to run from daddy any time soon.

My father hit me with a paddle on my bare ass and I could barely sit for days. Every time they suspect it or I slipped up, the same thing would happen. They took me home, pulled my pants down, and spanked me as hard as they could with that paddle until I couldn't sit. Then I was forced to kneel in front of their stupid shrine and repent my sins.

I'm sick of this marriage, I thought that I can't do it, act like it all okay, try to love him but it's hard. "You are talking nonsense, Javier is perfect and you are going to learn how to love him, stop playing around with his brother." My mum said firmly. "Perfect?" I don't know why I'm getting emotional over nothing. "Mum, h- he raped me," I whispered letting the tears have been holding back, fall on my cheeks. My mum looked at me for a while with no words. "There must be a reason for that action." I stood there shocked at my mum's statement, mostly heartbroken

However, Mom's demands only got higher and higher. If they failed to get full scores in their exams, Mom would beat me up with a stick. If they took a minute too long on their break between studies, she wouldn't let me sleep at night. And if they accidentally tore a hole in their clothes, she would cut up all my clothes and tie me to the front door. I was on the verge of having a mental breakdown. I cried and asked her why she was doing this to me. It was Esther and Emily who made the mistakes, so why was I the one getting punished instead?