Spanked Buttocks Mga Nobela at Kwento

Bill had a tight hold of my head pressing down onto his lap as his hips had begun to hump the hard lump in his pants against the side of my face. Then, while holding my head down on his lap with one hand, Bill leaned over to take over spanking the sore cheeks of my ass with his other hand. His swats were harder than Edith's and hurt a lot more making me struggle and begin to push with my feet against the floor to try and move away from my spanking.

My mouth open ajar . Suddenly I felt a burning pang sensation with slap sound .. I moaned in shock .. " Ahh " I moan when he again slap me on my other butt cheek .. " Fucking dimwit are not you ? " He said and *spank* . " Ahh " I moaned continuously with his every hit on my butt cheeks , I even squeezed my legs don't know why ? .. " Count out loud " he command while caressing my butt cheeks . " Yes sir " I said holding my breath with moving my head up so that I could voice out .

There was no pain, limited stinging, but the noise itself was odd in the dense space. August repeated the move, this time moving from one ass cheek to the other, his strikes firm enough my buttocks jiggled. A raw slice of shame skittered into every cell, creating a lump in my throat. I was mortified that I was being spanked in public, no matter how private the SUV was supposed to be. I could envision others standing by every window, peering in and cheering on the fact a bad little girl was being punished. The spanking continued, his hand peppering my skin with one smack after the other, increasing with intensity. The pain intensified, enough so I threw back my hand. He wrenched it easily, ya

He again spanked on my buttock “Why do I have to? And I will call every man ' BABY ' in front of you. " " You will? " " Yes, I will. " He spanked my buttock after he hears my response. " Why are you still in contact with that bitch.” I screamed. “ I told you not to be in contact with any men.” He said as he scowled at me. “ Why didn't you stay with that bitch and come in search of me?” I screamed.

Not until I felt a hot slap at the left side of my butt cheek causing me to shriek “Stop it, fuck you!” I swore at him and he hummed, “You do need to be punished better and in a secluded place,” he slapped my butt again and again. Why was it hot? Why does spanking make me wetter than I already am? Damn this man! I wanted to push him away, yet I didn't want to leave his presence. His touch, his cologne, his deep blue eyes that looked deep into my soul, his lips and tongue that drove me totally crazy wouldn't let me push him away.

"Abi, you mean more to me than anything. I won't let anyone do anything to you you don't ask for." Abi climbed on the bench and Cherry showed them both how it was, a kneeling bench instead of a standing bench. It had adjustable pads for forearms and lower legs to rest on and be restrained by Velcro, while the leather buckles restrained the upper arms and legs. She showed them how it put the person on it at the right height for both paddle spanking, belt or crop, and a flogger. But how it also left the pussy and ass uncovered so that the person being spanked or whipped could also be taken and fucked in all three holes by the Dom.

"You're never going to be anything but disobedient. You will always need stern punishment and hard fucking." The vision of her draped over my lap, her reddened bottom on display for all the world to see as I spanked her, discipling the disobedient woman was almost too much. My balls swelled, screaming for relief. I could almost feel the sting in my hand from the intensity of her spanking, one hard smack coming after the other in rapid succession. I could see the way her face twisted in a combination of pleasure and pain as he body wiggled, trying desperately to keep her position.

I could see an nth number of my underwear flying in the air waiting to get dump in the dustbin. He didn't even give me time to breathe and started spanking me like a kid. His palm was landing on my butts, switching the cheeks according to his will, and let me tell you the next spank was louder and brutal than the previous one. Although I was yelping in pain with the sound of his hand slapping against my butts yet it was also sending jolts of pleasure directly to my core, making me extremely wet and ready for him. With the continous spanking, I could feel my cheeks burning and turning dark red.

"Look at how red your butt is, how do you like that?" He spanked me again and again until butt cheeks were on fire, red and swollen. I started moaning loudly. "You are enjoying the spanking huh?" "Yes...hit me harder". I replied. "Haha! I am not here to please you bitch." The man laughed. “I’m gonna join the fun". The second guy said and stepped forward, holding his cock upright with one hand and a whip in the other. I noticed that his size wasn't as big as the first man's.

They are waiting for their turn. "Look at her taking it," Sarah’s voice cuts through the noise, breathy and high. "She loves it. Look at her ass." A sharp sting explodes across my right buttock as someone’s hand connects with my skin. The shock of it makes my muscles spasm around Dave’s cock, and he groans, his fingers sinking into my hips hard enough to bruise. Another slap lands on the other cheek. Then another. The rhythmic spanking blends with the thrusting, a cacophony of sensation that pushes me higher, spiraling toward an edge that feels less like pleasure and more like a terrifying freefall.