Novel & Cerita Spank 101

“There’s nothing wrong with kink. You shouldn’t feel shame for having those desires.” “Yes, but…what kind of normal, decent person likes being beaten up?” “Do I beat you up?” I asked, only slightly amused. “You know what I mean.” I smiled and slid off the desk. I crouched in front of her, lifted her hands off the folder, and opened it. “A spanking is not the same as a beating. I don’t use my fists. I will never use my fists on you.” I turned the first page over and showed her. “See?” I traced the finger down my list of hard no’s. “No punching.”

The position left me completely exposed and vulnerable. Ethan stepped behind me, running a large, warm hand over the smooth globes of my ass. He delivered a sharp smack to one cheek, then the other. The sting bloomed hot across my skin, making me yelp. “Ten thousand dollars,” he said, spanking me again, harder. “That’s how many spanks you owe at minimum. But we’ll spread them out over the thirty days. Tonight is only the beginning.” He spread my ass cheeks, exposing everything. Two thick fingers slid through my soaked folds, gathering my wetness before pushing deep inside my pussy.

Yeah, yeah. I know you want to get to the part where I have sex with Jackson but it’s important that I go through things how they happen. I’ll be quick, though. See, that spanking is a really significant thing because it changes everything for me. I mean, sure, some of that has to do with the simple fact that I now understand there are consequences but that’s not the sum total. I mean, I also can just stop at any time.

“Okay, I won't be spanking you on your ass this time. You'd be receiving it on your tits. A total of thirty spanks, fifteen on each of them.” “But—” “And I'll tell you the rules while you are being punished,” he cut me in between while pulling my breast in his hand, and I had to close my eyes to control the moan ready to escape.

“You should. But since you’re here… perhaps a lesson in focus is needed.” He sat in his chair, patting his lap. “Over my knee, Ava.” My core clenched. Trembling, I draped myself across his thighs, skirt riding up to expose my lace panties. His hand smoothed over my ass, then cracked down sharp. I gasped, the sting blooming hot. “Count.” “One.” He spanked me methodically—left cheek, right, sit spots—each smack harder, my skin heating under his palm. By ten, tears pricked my eyes, and I was soaked, grinding subtly against his thigh.

Of course, the punishment was still ongoing, and every time I spanked him, he would let out a pleasant moan. I found a position that made it easy to spank his butt, where he was kneeling on the bed with his upper body leaning down, forming a wolf-like pose. I stood behind him and began my movement. I told him that since this was a punishment, it wouldn't be gentle, and that he should mentally prepare himself. He obediently found a pillow to cushion his fall and assumed the position I had instructed, cooperating with my movements.

But I was no match to his strength. "What the hell are doing? Stop beating me, dammit!" SMACK! "Aagh!" "It's called spanking. My usual go-to is ten with the tawse or cane on bare ass, but for you, I would amend it a little. You will get five of my best with my bare hand and over the dress. Stop wriggling now," he told me in a smooth voice. Ten...five. What was he talking about? The jumbled thoughts were cut short when the third slap hit the fleshy-thigh on my left, harder than the previous two. The last two on alternate cheeks intensified pain and burn I hadn't experienced before.

she said. “I didn’t give you permission to speak.” He slapped her ass causing her to yelp. “You will only speak when spoken to, and when given the permission.” Rosa kept her lips shut, her pussy was burning, the lips of her sex drenched from the shock of his spank, his palm was large, covering as much of her ass as he could. The tips of his fingers skimmed up her calf, leaving her again as he moved around the room. She had never been in his company lying on his bed, cuffed, and helpless.

There is a pillow placed under my hips keeping my ass in the air as two strong hands push my top half gently down flat on the bed. “Now are you listening Baby girl? We are going to spank you ten times, five times each. With every set, the hits will get stronger. You are to keep your legs apart like so,...” They each move a knee out, spreading me wide. “...and your chest firmly on the bed, if you move or try to move, another set of slaps will be added to the original ten.” Lucas starts. “You will count out every time a spank is delivered. If you miss a count, another set of smacks will be added. Do you understand what we have said?” Reed finishes.

“You won’t be needing to sit down, my love, we'll be standing on a pew during the ceremony. “But what about later?” “Are you trying to negotiate the terms of your punishment?” “No, no. I was just stating the obvious.” “It is obvious to me you need a good lesson, let's make it 10 spank for each cheek then.” “No!” I screamed as the first big spank went down my ass, “Oww!” “I don’t hear you counting” Smack “Two.” Smack “Three” Smack “Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.”