Spank 소설 & 이야기

skin I let out a whisper "I'm about to c*m, yes sir, just like that, yes, yes, yes, fu*k, ahhh, yes yes yes!!"He keeps going as I'm C*m**ng sending more pleasure through my body, I'm seeing stars, when he pulls out turns me over. He pulls my as* to him and pushes my head into the bead, and he thrusts inside me. This angle he is much deeper inside of me than before. He is pounding in me as he slaps my as*, then pounds in me again and smack my as* again. "Did I say you could c*m yet princess? Being selfish again I see. This is your first punishment. You don't c*m again until I tell you too. Do you understand?" I nod and spanks my as* two more times hard, with a

“You wouldn’t put me down! You’ve hit me plenty of times—so what if I hit you twice?” His eyes darkened, sharp with a dangerously calm fury. He gripped my jaw, his fingers rough but not painful. “Spanking,” he said slowly, mockery dripping from every syllable, “is a form of sexual suggestion. Is this how you plan to handle our divorce?” My breath caught. Sexual? My cheeks flamed. “That’s ridiculous!” I protested. “You started it! You were spanking me for years—since I was fifteen! How is it discipline when you do it, but something else when I do?”

, he said and spanked her hard, "You sound like a school girl. A sl*t like you can do better" "I want you to fill me with your big hard c**k and f**k me hard. I want to screem from pleasure. Please now." "Much better", he said spanking hard and entering her in one swift motion. Jackie gasped from pain and pleasure. He was spanking her and f**king her in the right rhytm, hitting her g-spot. . She gave in to absolute pleasure. She was sweating, and her makeup was melted. Her juices were dripping, and his dirty encouragements were bringing her even more to the edge.

“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.”

Her voice is heavy with the aftermath of his previous spank, that has her body still quivering in pleasure. From behind, Devine buried his face against the nape of her neck, licking her up, and muffling breathlessly against her skin. "Daddy is going to teach you just how to be a good girl. He is going to spank you so hard till your legs are quivering and your mouth is trembling with the truth." "Ohh." Nuella's pussy clenched and her muscle tightened as his hot breath fanned against her skin, the nape of her neck suddenly feeling sensitive to his kisses

In that case, I guess you deserve thirty spanks,” he said and my eyes widened in shock. There was no way I could take thirty spanks again. The last time he did that, my ass cheeks were burning for days. I couldn't sit or sleep properly, and even simple tasks became impossible for me. I didn't want a return of that, so even though I feared him I tried to speak against it.

This was all her fault. The first half dozen spanks were hard and smarted, similar to the start of the previous days spanking. It was a spanking, not a beating. Somewhat to her irritation Amanda found herself becoming slightly aroused, a nuisance as Sam had already demonstrated that he wasn't about to take advantage of her.

“Alessio, please…” “You’re getting twenty spanks today. Ten for disobeying me. Ten for lying and being a bad girl.” My hand cupped one cheek and began softly rubbing the smooth skin. She had gotten still and quiet now and I wondered if she had finally accepted her fate or was just biding her time until I let down my guard. “Count along with me or I’ll start over. Do you understand?” She stubbornly kept mute. I raised my hand and landed a hard spank right against the fleshy curve of her right cheek. She squealed in pain, her entire body moving up in my lap from the impact.

Cole snaps me back to attention with a question. “I’m going to give you ten hard spanks, Jacqueline,” he says. “After each spank, I want you to thank me and apologize for being a bad girl. If you forget either of those things, I’ll start again from zero. Understand?” I gulp, a small thrill going up my spine. The thought of having to thank Cole for each of my spanks is beyond degrading, but also insanely hot. I don’t know why I like this, but I do, and I’m tired of fighting against my body. I just want to give in to my urges. To pleasure.

Arianna's Black Cóck Obsession (2) SPANK! “Mmm, thank you, Daddy,” Arianna moaned, her voice quivering as the sharp sting spread across her ass. SPANK! “Thank you, Daddy!” she cried again, louder this time, wanting him to hear how much she loved it. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! She hit herself harder, the sound echoing through her bedroom. Each slap made her flesh bounce and burn, and after every one she gave thanks, panting with the effort. The skin turned red beneath her hand, glowing with the punishment, and the ache only pushed her arousa