Spanked Outside Novels & Stories

She was also wearing a multi-coloured, high-waist sequin fringe skirt that could barely cover her perky, naked butt. Bending over and spreading her ass cheeks with her hands, she showed them she was wearing a red and black striped g-string. "Like what you see?" she asked, resting her palms on her knees and swaying her rear. "Why not?" Harris said, walking over to her to spank her. "That's for being naughty," "Thank you, Daddy," Aaron came over and spanked her as well, "That's for being a good slut," "Thank you, Master," Wyatt came over, cupped her ass cheeks and kneaded them for a bit before spanking her hard, making her gasp, "That's for having a delicious pussy,"

He rubbed the spot soothingly, then delivered another smack to the other cheek — harder this time. “Count them for me, princess,” he said, voice calm and steady. “Ten spanks for coming home so late and dressed like you wanted attention from boys who don’t deserve you.” “One…” I breathed as the third smack landed. By the fifth, my ass was warm and tingling, and I was dripping down my thighs. Marcus noticed. He paused to slide his fingers back between my legs, pumping them slowly inside me while he continued the spanking with his other hand. “Six… seven… oh God, Daddy—” My voice broke into a moan as his fingers curled perfectly against that sweet spot inside me.

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.

Stacy begged she needed water. "No!" Kelly yelled and sat down on the dining room chair and motioned for Stacy to bend over her knee… This was only the start of the punishment to come finally Kelly knew that Stacy's mom would get to see her and so she couldnt spank hard, but it would be the worst punishment yet. Stacy went over and bent over Kelly's legs, getting spanked once, twice, three, four and finally five spankings Stacy cried out in pain, it hurt each time more force behind it not as hard as it usually was but it still stung. Stacy stood up slowly.

I gritted out through clenched teeth. I lifted the shirt higher, exposing her creamy light skin and the now light pink mark from her first spank. The mere thought of her walking around in nothing but my clothes filled with immense anger all from over again and I spanked her again, her ass jiggling slightly as I did.

"I spanked her." Janice wasn't sure she'd heard him correctly. "You did what?" "I spanked her. Twice now. Over my knee." "Jesus, Harold! How did that happen?" "You're not going to believe it Janice, but it was her idea! Her friend Lynn gets spanked when she's bad, and I'm thinking Heather would rather have the 5 minutes discomfort from a spanking, then lose phone or car privileges."

She is leaning against Lewis now so I lean against the armrest. FINLEY POV I have never wanted to spank a female before, but seeing Ann outside unprotected yelling my name pushed me to that level. I wanted to bend her over my knee and spank her plump butt for disregarding her safety. I also wanted to punch my big brother and so called Alpha for letting her outside the house. He would never let Sam come outside. How could he allow Ann, who is human.

**TRIGGER WARNINGS** With each spank, Cadence’s breath hitched and her body flinched involuntarily. The stinging sensation spread across her skin, a constant reminder of her transgression. Yet, despite the pain, she remained obedient, counting each strike aloud as Alberto had commanded. “Two,” she gasped as Alberto’s hand connected with her skin once again, the force of the impact sending a shock wave through her body. The sound of each spank reverberated in the room, filling the air with an uncomfortable tension. Cadence’s mind raced as she tried to endure the punishment, her thoughts consumed by a mixture of pain and shame.

Then my whole damn body followed, my tits squishing flat, my mouth still hanging open as I tried to make sense of it. “DADDY,” I gasped, wiggling but going nowhere. “WE’RE OUTSIDE. THE LIGHTS ARE ON. I’M STILL SOAKED. YOU KNOW I’M STILL SOAKED—WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME BEND OVER IN PUBLIC—OH MY GOD YOU’RE CRAZY—YOU’RE SO FUCKING HOT—BUT CRAZY—” His hand against my ass. Hard. Fuck. He spanked me. I moaned.

Sir says, but that wasn't fair, whenever he allows Ryan to dom me, I usually end up with a red bum. "He can't spank me in front of Melody, no matter how fun that is!" I demand, refusing to be diminished in front of my little, what would she think of me. "Don't spank him in front of the pup," James agrees with me thankfully, I don't want to be punished near the pup, I know those usually end up with sex, and we're not going to have any kind of sex near her. "That means we can go outside?" I ask him again, just to make sure.