Spank 101 Novels & Stories

“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.

I can feel him massage my cheeks, readying them for his punishment. "Spread your legs, sweetness. I want to see how fast you get aroused." Jory orders, so I open my legs for all to see. "You will receive twenty spankings, Baby Doll. Are you ready?" Merrick asks as he reaches between my legs briefly. "Yes, Sir. I'm ready for my punishment." "Can you tell me why you are receiving these spankings, Baby Doll?" "Because I was disrespectful, Sir." "Yes, but I also think you need this. You are too on edge, and this will help calm you. It will give you a better mind frame for what we must do."

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.

I instructed him, and he immediately shut up. I pulled down the sweatpants he was putting on and then his boxer briefs until only his bare ass was left. “I’m going to spank you ten times,” I said, rubbing his ass gently. “They are going to be hard and painful slaps. They are going to sting. I want you to not make a sound. If you make one, I’ll make sure your mom and the nurse find out what exactly is making you cry,” I threatened. “Is that understood?” I asked, and he nodded.