Spank Novels & Stories

“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.”

A few days later, I get a flat on the way to work and I get a spanking from him for being late that time. I guess what I’m saying is that I get five more spankings and I deserve each one. I weep and cry and it hurts like hell and my clit rubs against his jeans and adds conflicting feelings of pleasure and everything else. I get these spankings and I hate them but they’re somehow reassuring to me. Jackson is keeping his word to me and he’s being my discipline as I learn self-discipline.

Up and down, slow at first, then faster when the spanks turned harder, his palm leaving fiery prints that made my skin tingle sweetly. The toys shifted inside my pussy with every bounce, rubbing together, my clit grinding against his heavy balls at the bottom of each drop. “Faster, darling, or no ticket for my sweet niece.” “You don’t get away from Uncle’s cock, baby girl.” He rolled us again without warning, pinning me face-down once more, ass high in the air. Then the real punishment ramped up—deep, punishing strokes into my ass while his hand worked both toys in merciless rhythm, twisting and thrusting them in sync with his hips. Sp

I ordered, spanking her cheeks hard—left, right, alternating until they glowed crimson, the handprints blooming like brands. She complied with a whimper, pushing her ass higher, her face buried in the couch cushions. "Spank me more, Alexander—punish me for being late today, for making you wait!" she pleaded, her voice muffled but desperate. I smirked, the memory of her tardiness fueling my strikes. Each slap echoed like a gunshot, her skin jiggling, her cries growing louder. "Yes! Harder—make it sting! I'm sorry, sir—I'll never be late again!"

He pushed his head to mine, snarling. “What did you just call me?” “A fucking weak –” The words don't finish coming out of me before he flips me on my back, his hand coming around my neck. “That mouth of yours has gotten you in trouble.” “That's a lie, you just like having me in this stupid position.” “I can't lie, punishing you gives me so much pleasure, I can't resist. Now count.” “What?” Spank! “Caden!” “That's not a number Bambi, I won't stop until you count to ten and it only begins when you start counting.”

The sting bloomed hot across my skin and shot straight to my clit. “Good girl,” he growled, low and rough, spanking me again on the left cheek, harder this time. The crack of his palm on wet skin was loud and obscene in the quiet cove. “That’s it, baby. Come for Daddy. Let me feel this tight little cunt milk my cock while I spank this perfect ass red.”

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.

He teased my soaked pussy lips with two fingers, spreading my wetness upward to circle my asshole lightly. “You’re dripping already,” he murmured. “Pathetic.” A sharp smack landed on my right ass cheek. Then another. And another. The sound cracked through the room. Each slap stung more than the last until my ass burned hot. I gasped and whimpered, shifting uselessly against the restraints. Elias continued spanking me methodically, alternating cheeks, sometimes pausing to rub the sore skin before striking again. The pain bloomed into heat that sank straight between my legs.

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Spanks landed high on my thigh, skin slapping against skin, while his arm wrapped around my neck from behind in a loose choke. He jerked me faster, only to deny me again with a sharp slap to my balls.