Spanked Bare Bottomed Novels & Stories

“Daddy, we don't—“ He pins my upper back across his legs. My pitch elevates as I see his hand lift up. “—have time for this!” My toes curl as his big hand lands across my tiny rump. Oh my god! He just spanked me! I'm a grown woman, and I've never been spanked in my life. “No, daddy, stop! This isn't fair!” Not only does daddy ignore me, but his hand slips under my waist band and pulls my shorts down, exposing my bare ass.

He then said, "You've been a naughty boy tonight and you know what naughty boys get, don't you?" With that, he gave me a quick slap on the ass with his large hand as the other pressed on my lower back holding me in place. I cried out, mostly in shock as I clenched my ass cheeks together. When I relaxed, he struck me again and again on my bare ass. Here I was, a middle-aged man, bent over another man's knees; my ass getting spanked but it felt wonderful being dominated by this big man. Paul held me across his lap while he spanked me 25-30 times. My ass must have been red from being disciplined before he finally let me up. I rubbed my ass trying to get rid of the pain from the spanking I just

I do get off on my own, when my ex-boyfriend, Roman couldn't get me to the height I wanted, but to get turned on, I always touch myself. “Starting now,” Spank! “You will do as I say.” Spank! “If you as much as disobey me, ever again,” Spank. “Ivana Alex, I will so deal with you that death would be a better option.” Spank! When the last spank landed on my red butt cheek, heat rose to the pit of my stomach and I was already a wrecking mess with a dripping pussy. My butt cheeks hurt so bad, but it didn't stop pleasure, unlike anything I've ever experienced to course through my body.

No! As his hand descended upon my bare bottom, striking from one side to the other, I felt humiliated, treated like a foolish child. "Stop!" "I won't stop until you learn your lesson. Lies will get you killed. How many times do I have to tell you that?" Trembling, I gripped the back of the couch as the spanking continued, each smack more intense than the last. Heat surged rapidly, the pain biting into me. He was furious, yet controlled, his entire body rigid. Whatever he had experienced or heard had pushed him to another realm of torment.

She was wearing the black thongs he had got her while shopping for some clothes for her. He began spanking her one after the other. Ayra bit her lip to control the moan that was about to escape her lips. His grunts and her muffled moan filled the room. “You will never leave this place,” Spank! “You will always be by my side,” Spank! “You are mine,” Spank! This time she moaned loudly due to pain and pleasure. By the time he was done, her ass cheeks were red due to all the spanking. Ayra was dripping wet. All the spanking only turned her on. She was embarrassed that she reacted this way to his touch. Heck, she didn’t even know why she let him touch her in the first place.

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 arousal higher.

I fell unconscious for minutes that seemed like eternity but Asher didn't care about me, but his baby who his mistress was carrying. “Barren” The word still echoed in my mind even when I tried to shake it off, he saw me as someone who's barren, he called me a BARREN WOMAN. I had never known Asher was so desperate to get a child. We never talked about it the hard way, we were never bothered by it but I was wrong, I was only being kept in the dark.

He spanked me again, harder, the sound echoing through the studio. “You were warned, Lara,” he snarled, spanking me repeatedly. *CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.* Each brutal slap made my ass jiggle and burn. “I told you not to touch yourself. Now look at you — bent over like a cheap whore in front of my actors, your slutty little cunt dripping all over the floor.” The couple was completely frozen, watching wide-eyed as my stepfather spanked my bare ass mercilessly. The humiliation was overwhelming… and it made me cum harder than I ever had in my life.

I didn't even taste his cum he was so deep. The next man wanted to paddle my bottom. He bent me over his lap and pulled my panties down. He moved my cuffs to a higher fastening on my back so my hands wouldn't be in the way and walloped my bottom hard. I thought Master had spanked me hard last night. This man spanked me twice as hard and I was sobbing and crying before he finished. I was still aroused by the spanking and I wondered if I was a bit of pain slut. I'd always felt like a baby before, whining at the smallest ache or pain, but perhaps it only required the accompanying sex to release the slut in me.

“You’re going to regret that, princess.” This isn’t the first time Dante’s spanked me, but it’s certainly the hardest. It’s like he took the intensity of one of his normal 20-minute spankings and condensed it into 30 seconds. Every one of his spanks is searing. His palm connects with my bare flesh so loudly that the smacking sound reverberates across the room. No matter how desperately I wiggle my hips to try to get away from him, it’s useless. He’s got me locked in place.