Novel & Cerita Severe Spanking Stories

"She hesitated. We can't have that. You'll have to be punished." "Yes," Grandmother hissed. "Punish the little skank! She needs to clean our son's dick right away!" CRACK! I squealed around Daddy's cock. My eyes widened at the burning pain that burned across my rump from Daddy's spank. My his wiggled, my pussy getting so wet. Juices dripped through my bush to run down my thighs. CRACK "You will be a good sex slave!" Mother hissed as Grandfather spanked me again.

It was thick, long, and rock hard — easily nine inches. He rubbed the fat head up and down my soaked slit before slamming into me in one brutal thrust. “Fuck— Daddy!” I cried out. He railed me mercilessly over his desk, his hips slapping loudly against my ass. The sound of skin-on-skin and my wet pussy taking his cock filled the principal’s office. “You’re going to get fucked every time you misbehave,” he growled, spanking me hard between thrusts. “This tight little pussy belongs to your Principal Stepdad now.”

But Dad remained impassive as he looked at me and said, "According to the rules, when Tommy does something wrong, you get double the punishment!" A thick cane whistled through the air and lashed viciously across my back. "Ah!" I screamed, my thin shirt offering no protection against the brutal force. A searing pain shot across my back instantly, as if my skin had been split open. The lashes rained down mercilessly on me. From my arms and my back down to my thighs, no part of me was spared. I writhed on the floor in agony, instinctively covering my head with both hands. Cold sweat poured down my face as my vision blurred.

Gordon went on, "Don't you dare get upset at me. I only hit you a few times. I didn't kill you or cripple you. I just wanted you to feel some pain so you would learn a lesson! How dare you argue with me and resist? If people in our village found out, they'd criticize you for being unruly! "Alright, hurry up and drive yourself back here right now! The whole family is waiting for you to come back and cook!'"

So helpless. "Count," he commanded. His hand came down hard on my right ass cheek. The sound was sharp and loud in the quiet room. It stung. A hot, sharp pain. "One," I gasped. His hand came down on the other cheek. Just as hard. "Two." He started spanking me in a steady rhythm. Left, right, left, right. Each smack was a sharp, stinging blow. The pain was building, a hot fire spreading across my ass. I tried to stay still, but my body was jerking with each impact.

Marigold’s POV, Hanging out with my crazy friends is such a therapy. It’s like all I needed After the hell I went through in that sick cell! They had been a whole vibe and energy. Right now, the all four of us are in a SPA getting different SPA treatments. “That Father In-Law of yours is such a psychopath.” Annabel snaps, reading news magazine as a pedicurist is tending to her feet. The SPA room has been buzzing with my friends talking non-stop. More like throwing insults to Mr. Stewart which he very much deserves.

Without uttering a word, he reached for her uninjured hand and pulled her gently into her sitting position and put her in a direction opposite Jason. "No, no, please, Logan, he's your son, I beg of you!" Seeing Jason in this manner sparked the affection she had lost for him. Even if he had not cheated on her, no one deserved this much punishment, not even Jason who she had once resented. He looked like a corpse already and if he suffered anymore blows, it would lead to fatal death. Logan knew this and was still willing to whip his son. The first whip resounded across the room. Mia would never forget that sound and the silence that followed right after.

At my wife's birthday party, my daughter and son accidentally knocked over a bowl of soup and splashed it on their uncle. My wife grabbed his completely unharmed hand and tore into both children. But that still wasn't enough for her, so she locked the two of them inside the sauna. I called and begged her, again and again, to spare our kids. Her voice was ice cold. "Stop bothering me! This is your fault for raising them so badly! "Since they burned someone, they can sit in there and think hard about what they did!" The thermometer kept climbing. Blisters had already risen on my children's skin, and they wailed without stopping. I begged her to forgive them like a man gone mad. "They're

“When I am spanking you, you are not allowed to move or to make a noise. If you do, I start over.” I started to tremble. How many spanks was I going to get and would I be able to endure it? He went back to rubbing my bottom where he just spanked, and the sting was replaced with a deep heat. I realized I was even more wet than I was a moment before, and I wanted him to spank me again.

“I failed to call you sir twice after you told me to do it from now on.” Seconds later another smack landed on her ass and then again on her other cheek. Five more landed in various spots in quick succession, causing her to squirm and hop all over his lap as she cried out, begging him to stop, promising him anything he wanted if he would stop spanking her. Her pleas fell on deaf ears as he continued to punish her, and she thought her ass would explode in flames it burned so much from his hand. All he did was tighten his grip around her back, keeping her from sliding off his lap.