Spanked And Diapered Novels & Stories

"I can't what? Speak up, sweetie. Are you here for my approval, or do you want another F?" "No!" she shook her head fervently. "No, you can... you can spank me. That's fine. So I, um... what do I do?" I ventured a thin smile. "Assume the position." "Yeah, but... what position? If you want me on your lap you'll have to sit down. Or do I just grab my ankles, or...? You have to throw me a bone, here, Mr. Canon." I let my displeasure show, and the effect was visibly chastening. "First things first, spanking is about punishment, and contrition. If I wanted sass, I'd have brought Taylor over. You have to want my approval more than her, don't you?"

My skirt flipped up, exposing my bare, dripping pussy and ass. "Oh fuck," he growled, his hand coming down hard on my ass with a loud smack. "No panties? You're such a dirty little slut walking around my house like this." The sting made me moan loud. "Yes! Spank me, Daddy. I've been so bad, teasing you." He spanked me again and again, harder each time. My ass burned red and hot. "This tight young pussy is mine now. Your stepdad is going to teach you proper lessons in pleasure and discipline."

He rubbed his palm over the spot he had just spanked, soothing the sting with gentle, circular strokes. "Da…" Anny's attempt to speak was cut short by another spank, harder than the first, landing on the exact same spot. The impact jolted through her, a sharp spike of pain that melted into liquid pleasure before it reached her core. "Daddy!" Her voice cracked, sounding almost broken.

" I still found it hard to formulate any sentence. "You are acting like a fucking brat. That's what you're doing and since you want to act like a fucking brat, I'll treat you like one" he grabbed me again, and in the next moment, I was thrown over his lap, his fingers yanking down my bottom and then I felt the stinging pain on my ass. My body froze as I tried to process what was happening. He was spanking me? Like he would spank a child. The thought barely formed when he struck me again, harder than the first time and I whimpered under his touch.

he said. “Are you serious?” I asked, unsure of what was happening. Grant snapped the belt, and furrowed his brow. Katie and I did as we were told, too scared to disobey him. We both pulled down our pants, showcasing our thong underwear. “Those are cute. Aren’t they boys?” he asked. When Eric tried answering him, he shushed him and snapped his belt. I’d never been spanked in my life, and felt myself tensing up at the proposition.

He spanked me again. "Pl... please!" "Please what? You wanna cum?" He rubbed my pussy through my soaked panties again, hard and fast but for only a second before spanking me again. "Yes... Yes, please. I want to cum, daddy. Please" I begged, losing all the shyness I thought I had. I was desperate for a release and right now, I could do anything for one. My toes were curled, my lips were parted in pants and moans and my body was trembling all over with want.

The three of them went into another world for a couple of minutes as both guys fucked my wife as if their lives depended on it, with Sandra seemingly enjoying every second. “Is that good baby?” Desi grunted, then he spanked her ass– ‘crack’, “do you like it rough?” ‘Crack’ another smack on the other cheek, “I bet you’ve dreamed of getting fucked like this for years?” ‘Crack.’ “Haven’t you?” ‘Crack’, the spanking was getting louder and her cheeks were turning red. Sandra’s breathing was getting shorter and her eyes were nearly popping out of her head as she energetically sucked Kez’s dick while Desi fucked and spanked her.

spank Come on baby say you're mine. I increased the thrust of my fingers. “fuck.. Vel… say you're mine.” Spank… I slapped her ass ten times, her buttocks turned red as my palm print appeared on it. “Fine, I'm yours. I'm yours only when we are indoors but when we are outside I'm just your best friend's daughter.” Spank…. I splanked her ten more times, angered by her words. I resumed fingering her.

I opened my legs wider. "Five spanks for coming late and five spanks for not following my order. You will count, okay?" Only the word 'spank' turns me on. I'm hell ready for the spanking. "Now count." His palm landed on my butts. "One, Master." He's fondling my hips. "Good Girl." Smack. "Two." Smack. I jumped, he spanked me harder this time. "Thre," he cut me off with another spank. My butts are burning and my core is dripping wet.

“That is for looking at me like you wanted to be fucked every time I was here.” More spanks — steady, firm, turning my ass hot and pink. I am sobbing into the pillow, pussy dripping. Then he was behind me, rubbing the head through my folds. “Beg for it, babygirl.” “Please, Daddy. Fuck me. I need your cock.” He thrusts in and fills me completely. I scream into the pillow. He fucks me hard… hips snapping, hand fisted in my hair, spanking me in rhythm. “Who is your Daddy?”