Spank Maid Novels & Stories

Spank “Six! Forgive me for I have sinned! I have kept my chastity for years since my redemption for the sin of Lust!” “Good job.” “Thanks.” Spank “Seven! Forgive me for I have sinned! I am taking care of my health and eating well.” “Good girl.” “Don’t say that again!” Spank “Eight! Forgive me for I have sinned! I… I” “We will repeat from the start.” “Please no!” “Yes.” … Spank “Eight! Forgive me for I have sinned! I… I…” Cassius noticed the shake in her voice. She was crying. Mielle was not the one who would cry over twenty spanks. But she was the one too afraid of herself that recalling her good deeds may break her mind:

but Aubrey remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground. "You didn't listen to your mother. Apologize to my wife," Mrs. Davis demanded. Aubrey raised her eyes, met Davis's gaze, and stammered, "I-I-I am..." Interrupting her, Evan's voice resonated through the room. "My wife will not apologize to anyone," he declared, surprising everyone, including Mrs. Jane, who looked at Evan in disbelief. "Your wife?" Mr. Davis questioned, shocked. "Yes, both you and your mistress were berating my wife," Evan affirmed. "So, you married a maid," Mr. Davis sneered. Evan laughed and responded, "She is not a maid. She chooses to work because she enjoys it. Besides, you can marry any random woman off the stre

Dan asked Monique. "That is Mistress's preferred number." "Twenty-five it is." His hand came down, lowering the boom. Cindy's ass quaked with the force of it. She squealed and teared up, but remembered to count and thank him. I think it was nearly as hard as the spanking she received with the paddle yesterday. In hard measured strokes, his hand fiercely paddled her behind until it was dark red. Cindy was sobbing, but Dan had no mercy. As Cindy called out twenty-one, she begged to cum, somehow finding her pleasure even with the pounding she was taking.

" the maid said with her eyes down. "Look at me", Mia ordered as the maid raised her first, and then Mia struck the maid two times on her face, which shocked the others, "the first slap was for lying and the second one was for what you said about me. Do your jobs and stop talking behind my back, you even dare to say it in my presence". The maid had her eyes already filled with tears as she apologized, "I'm sorry Luna, it won't happen again". "Yes, it won't. Now get out of my sight before I lose whatever restraints I have left on you... Get out", Mia almost yelled as the maid quickly ran out.

The other maid smiles and a quiet word of agreement. “Thank you, and please call me Adrianna—that is my name,” she tells them, noticing their shocked faces. “Is there a problem? She asks. “It is forbidden and we will be punished,” her maid informs her. “Who made those rules? If I may ask? The maid stares nervously at each other. The last thing they want is to be punished by Lance. “It's the rules, Ma. And every servant must abide by it.” Adrianna nods in understanding. She is sure the supposed rule was enforced by no other person but Lance-fucking-vallerand.

He slams back inside me from behind in one stroke, spanking my ass hard with his big palm. The sting makes me push back against him like a desperate whore, meeting every thrust. “Spank me harder, Marcus,” I beg, grinding my ass back onto his cock. “I’m such a bad stepdaughter for seducing you. Punish this pussy. Fuck me like you hate how much you want me.” His hand comes down again and again, turning my ass red while he rails me deep and fast. “You are a bad girl, Mia. Walking around the house teasing me every day. Now you’re taking my cock like the cumdump you were born to be.”

Both women immediately returned to the argument. “Humiliated you?” Aidan stared at her in disbelief. “You had dinner alone with another man. That's far more humiliating!” Malikha folded her arms. “Why do you even care about me? Haven't I stopped being your maid a long time ago?” Aidan narrowed his eyes. “Oh, so you want to be my maid again?” A dangerous smile appeared on his face. “Fine. Then serve me now.” Malikha looked at him as though he had completely lost his mind. She shook her head and turned away. Unfortunately, Aidan immediately grabbed her arm again.

“MAMA!” We both snapped our heads toward that booming voice and saw Jagger marching toward us, his face dark with fury. He immediately pulled me behind his back, shielding me from his enraged mother. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” “Jagger, your maid was disrespectful to me! I was just disciplining her!” she retorted. I just held my cheek, which didn't even hurt that much. Madison's hand had been much heavier.

She was still shaking when Silas cut the last rope. “Resume your duties as the maid of the house. Scrub floors, dust shelves, polish silver and whatever needs doing. You know the drill.” I stepped close enough she had to tilt her head back to meet my gaze. “If you ever pull another stealing stunt like that again, we will skip the polite conversation. There will be no options or second chances. Just consequences. The kind that don’t leave much left to bury.” Her gaze flicked to the skull on the table then snapped back to me. She swallowed so hard.

I thought he was going to yell but then he continued down the stairs, past the mess, past me, and out through the front doors without a word. I let out a breath I hadn't known I was holding. The maid beside me exhaled too. "You're lucky," she whispered, barely audible. "Lucky how?" She shook her head quickly and went back to sweeping, like she'd already said too much. *** On the sixth day, the young maid who had almost smiled at me in the hallway sat across from me at the staff table at lunch. Her name was Rina. Twenty years old. Two years at the estate.