Novel & Cerita Spank 101

My entire body jumped when he spanked another cheek with the same intensity and murmured, “Good girl. Now, start counting each spank and tell me you’re sorry.” I frowned and looked over at him, “That wasn’t the part of de—ow.” He interrupted me with another smack. His eyes were hard to read when he said, “The longer you wait, the longer your ass will be punished. If your little ass gets bruised sooner, I will move to your pussy. Then your tits. Until you beg me like a good girl. Understood?” My answer was quick and breathy. “Yes, Daddy. Understood.” He repeated his actions, the muscles of my calves tensing with the strike. “O-one. I’m sorry, Daddy.”

“Need to remind you of who you belong to. I'm going to spank you twenty times and you must count everything. You miscount or forget to count and I start all over, got it?” “Yes,” I replied, the words leaving me without no hesitation and my body hummed in anticipation. SMACK! His hand came down on me, the sting was instant, sharp and fiery. My breath hitched, and I couldn't hold back the filthy moan that escaped me. “One.” SMACK! “T-two…” I gasped. SMACK! “Nngh… three!” Tears blurred my vision as my pussy pulsed in excitement. SMACK! “Four…” SMACK!

He yanked my panty down, making me gasp. “Just your normal red, yellow, and green will do for now. Red if you want me to stop, yellow if you want me to slow down but also continue, and green for me to go ahead. I want you to count each spanking I give and don't forget to say, sir. Do you understand?” I nodded my head, bracing myself for the impact. It still came as a surprise for me, enough to make me forget that I was supposed to count. I almost messed up, but I said it as soon as I remembered.

He grabbed my hand, pulling me down and placing my body in such a way that I was lying on him with my back to him. "Do you know what you are going to do for me?" he asked, and I shook my head. "You are going to count as I spank you; if you miss a number, I will have to start again," he said, and I gulped, scared. "I’m going to spank you ten times." "Okay," He lifted his shirt up, pulling down my pants, and I felt the sting of his big hand coming down my bare ass in the span of a second. I gasped in shock at the feeling; I had never been spanked before, so this was foreign to me.

I felt his palm stroking up and down my lower back as I bent to get my panties off my heels. I unbuckled my heels but he stopped me, "Leave them on," he instructed. Embarassment swallow me whole as he widened his legs as a signal for me to hop on. Ignoring my burning face, I got on the seat and bent over his knees. "Good girl," he patted the top of my head as though I was some pet. I ground my teeth. "I will spank you thirty times and you will count them loud. After every spank you will thank me," he laid out the instructions for me while raising my skirt.

She understood he was furious, and by the 10th spank, her tears flew uncontrollably. “No more,” she begged. Instead of counting, she felt all raw and red. "Shh,” 20 more, and we can stop this,” he spanked her again, “Will you ever pull that stunt again?” (spank). “11,” she said instead of answering. “Answer me,” he rubbed her round bottom, landing another spank. “No,” she shook her head, “Do you know why you are being punished?” he asked, spanking her. “12,” she was very diligent in counting those spanks. As stupid as it sounded, she didn’t want to get spanked again.

He growls and another slap but this time it's not on my ass. It's on my pussy and it hits different, caysinge to scream in pleasure. "I've changed the punishment. And this time, your punishment is that you're not allowed to come. I'm going to spank this sweet sweet pussy ten times and if you don't come, I'm going to release you. But if you do, I'm going to fuck you on each and every furniture in this entire house." He says in a crazed tone and my lips part. "Start counting." Slap.

He wipes my tears away, “I promise you that it will be over before you know it.” Just as he finishes his sentence, a sting spreads across my right butt cheek, “You will receive twenty on each cheek, Baby Doll.” Another sting on my left cheek. The blows continue to come, alternating between the sides. After a couple, he rubs each cheek before continuing, “Next time you will count when we spank you, but since this is your first time, we will let it be.”

Yes sir. The first spank was painful, making me yelp out. “One.” Spank. “Two.” Spank. “Th-three.” The pain started to get worse. He rubbed my ass cheeks softly and uttered praising words before continuing. After ten spanks, I was a whimpering and begging mess. My ass was on fire from his belt. “I love hearing you whimper.” He commented. Spank. “Ahh, twenty.” “Do you want me to stop?” “Yes please.”

“Dripping for Daddy before I’ve even touched you properly. Such a naughty little girl.” He brought his hand down hard — a sharp, stinging spank that made her gasp. “Count them, baby. And tell Daddy why you’re being punished.” Smack. “One… Because I didn’t answer your calls, Daddy.” Smack. Smack. “Two… Three… Because I wore this dress without panties to tease you.” He spanked her thoroughly, each firm slap turning her soft skin a bright, glowing red. Mary was moaning by the tenth spank, pushing her ass back for more even as tears pricked her eyes. The pain blended perfectly with the aching need between her legs.