Spanked Bare Bottomed Novels & Stories

But I was no match to his strength. "What the hell are doing? Stop beating me, dammit!" SMACK! "Aagh!" "It's called spanking. My usual go-to is ten with the tawse or cane on bare ass, but for you, I would amend it a little. You will get five of my best with my bare hand and over the dress. Stop wriggling now," he told me in a smooth voice. Ten...five. What was he talking about? The jumbled thoughts were cut short when the third slap hit the fleshy-thigh on my left, harder than the previous two. The last two on alternate cheeks intensified pain and burn I hadn't experienced before.

I felt his palm stroking up and down my lower back as I bent to get my panties off my heels. I unbuckled my heels but he stopped me, "Leave them on," he instructed. Embarassment swallow me whole as he widened his legs as a signal for me to hop on. Ignoring my burning face, I got on the seat and bent over his knees. "Good girl," he patted the top of my head as though I was some pet. I ground my teeth. "I will spank you thirty times and you will count them loud. After every spank you will thank me," he laid out the instructions for me while raising my skirt.

The impact knocked the wind right out of me, and I instinctively wrapped my legs tight around his waist, my fingers clawing into his bare shoulders for balance. With one harsh, violent yank, Chad stripped my shorts and underwear out of the way, leaving my skin bare against the cool air. SMACK! A loud, stinging spank echoed through the dark bedroom, landing squarely on my bare ass. The sharp heat exploded across my skin, making my entire body jerk violently against the wall, a loud gasp tearing from my throat. "Oh fuck," I breathed, my eyes flying wide as I looked into his dark brown, dangerous face.

He smacked her ass, spanking her. "Ooooh, what game?" She said breathlessly, arching her back as Brody spanked the shit out of her. He loved listening to her moans. "How many spanks does it take to get you wet? You'll get a reward if I can get you wet under five more spanks." His naughty little girl clapped her hands excitedly, and Brody felt his cock rearing up, hard and ready to fuck. "I like rewards," Fuck, he liked the dream version of his stepdaughter way too much. He yanked off her shorts, still keeping her bent over, and it turned out the dirty girl hadn't been wearing panties. Her sweet virgin little pussy was exposed to him, all pink and puffy.

I did my best to cover my breasts and then laid on his lap, my flushed face against the bed, my ass up. He caressed and kneaded my bottom, which earned him a few muffled moans, before telling me, “Take your punishment like a good girl and I might reward you after.” I let out a noncommittal sound in response. “You’ll be getting 10 spanks. You need to count and thank me after each one. If you fail to count, I’ll start over. Is that clear?” “Yes, alpha,” I squeaked out my response. And thus, my punishment began.

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.

My tits squash against the cold surface, nipples hardening instantly. “Hands on the case,” he orders. I obey, palms flat, ass out. He flips the apron up like a curtain, groans at the sight of me bare. “Look at this perfect little ass,” he mutters, spanking me sharp. “Been thinking about it all day in meetings.” I push back. “Then stop thinking and fuck it.” He spanks me again, harder. “Mouthy barista.” His belt clinks, zipper down, cock out, He rubs the head through my soaked folds.

He forced my chest flat against the cold plaster, arching my spine and shoving my ass high up into the air, leaving me completely open and defenseless behind him. Without a single second of warning, his broad, heavy palm came down in a loud, stinging spank right across my bare cheek. The sharp crack rattled through the quiet room, making me shriek as a fierce, throbbing burn bloomed across my skin.

My words cut off in a sharp gasp as his large hand came down hard on my ass, spanking me through my skirt. "Count them," he growled. Smack! "One!" I cried out, my body jolting forward. Smack! Smack! "Two… three!" The sting burned deliciously, making my pussy throb. He yanked my skirt up over my hips, exposing my lacy pink panties. "Look at this wet spot already. You’re soaked just from a few spanks, you filthy little student." His palm cracked against my bare ass cheek, harder this time. I moaned loudly, gripping the edge of the desk. "Four! Oh god…"

He immediately flipped me on my stomach and spanked me. "Ahh, master, why are you spanking me?" I asked while biting my lips. "You tease master by wearing such short clothes and leave him frustrated in public," he said as he delivered one hard spank on my buttocks. I yelled in pain, which soon turned to pleasure as he rubbed my back with his warm palms. "Is that so, master?" I asked once again, sounding seductive. "Yes, my little girl," he said as he ripped off the panty, leaving my bottom naked to his view.