Spanked To Tears Novels & Stories

My words were cut off by another hot spank that sent tears streaming down my cheeks, I was sobbing, but not from pain, how could spanking be this good! "Can you what? Say it and let me hear it," he groaned, as he landed the last spank on my ass, which immediately muffled the next words that I was about to say, my body stiffened, I won't be able to take permission because this was the height of it as another spank landed yet again "Fucking cumming!! Fucking cumming!" I moaned loudly, my knees giving out as I landed on the bed, my eyes rolling deep into my head as I crashed down, cumming hard from being spanked, fuck!!!

Tears of humiliation and pain streaming down my face ,I never thought I'd be in this situation just for one f"cking dinner ,I would have gone with him atleast it was better than being spanked by him ,he didn't show my any mercy this time he continued spanked me and I am helplessly counting with him Two sob left my mouth due to pain Th..three Fou..four I am wailing by now ,this is too much,I'll never forgive him for this

“Ow! Fuck!” “Take it like a good boy.” Whap! Whap! He spanked again, reddening both cheeks, the heat spreading as tears welled up. I yelped with each hit, but my dick twitched harder. He kept fingering me through it, then added a third finger, twisting deep. “You’re tight… gonna wreck you.” More spanks—whap-whap-whap—my ass on fire, tears spilling freely now. Finally, he lined up his cock, head pressing my rim. Slammed in one thrust—balls deep. “Ahhh—Daddy, it’s too big!” I cried out, real sobs shaking me, pain mixing with fullness.

I looked back at Jack standing behind me with an admonishing look on his face. "You will stop teasing Jordan, girl. He will not give you what you want, I promise you that. If you don't knock it off, I will make sure that you not only stay naked all day, but considerably frustrated as well," Jack warned. I looked back down, but this time it was to hide the tears in my eyes at his punishment. I never liked a lot of pain and that spanking hurt like hell leaving my bottom still stinging from it. Jack came around in front of me and squatted down so I couldn't hide the tears that were being to run down my cheeks.

And to make matters even worse, his dick was poking her from beneath. “You will count every spank you get. If you miss, we will do this all night,” he gave another hard swat on her ass cheek. “It hurts,” she shed some tears. “Shh,” he spanked again, “count,” came another hard swat. “One,” another hard swat. She felt stingy and achy. Her body was trembling, and she didn’t know if she was excited or pained.

He smiles gently and nods and then the next spank falls. I start crying again and pretty much cry through all of the rest of the spanks. He pauses after each, and I never say, “red,” so the next one happens. To tell the truth, I lose count of the spanks so I don’t even know when the tenth one hits. I’m in more pain than I can recall ever feeling my entire damned life! I’m hornier than my entire damned life! And I am crushing on this man so hard, it’s not even funny.

“Dripping for Daddy before I’ve even touched you properly. Such a naughty little girl.” He brought his hand down hard — a sharp, stinging spank that made her gasp. “Count them, baby. And tell Daddy why you’re being punished.” Smack. “One… Because I didn’t answer your calls, Daddy.” Smack. Smack. “Two… Three… Because I wore this dress without panties to tease you.” He spanked her thoroughly, each firm slap turning her soft skin a bright, glowing red. Mary was moaning by the tenth spank, pushing her ass back for more even as tears pricked her eyes. The pain blended perfectly with the aching need between her legs.

Rima’s POV Tears began to pool in my eyes, born from the profound sincerity of his confession. My body was still humming, a residual echo of what had transpired just moments ago. The notion of him spanking me had never crossed my mind before, it was a boundary I had vowed never to cross again. Yet, when it happened... it felt right. It sparked an unexpected surge of desire within me. And it was all because of him, because of Jacob. With him, I felt a safety I hadn't felt before, a certainty that a simple, firm "stop" from me would have been enough to halt him, despite his anger.

Funny how the only thing going through my mind was how I would never let even a hint of hair grow on my ‘cunt’ ever again. Knox kept me in position over his lap while I slowly regained my breath and sniffled back the tears. I hadn’t sobbed, but the pain definitely brought tears to my eyes, and I wasn’t sure if I should try to hide them or not. Was I to be brave and endure my spanking with little emotion? Or did they want to see the pain? The fear? I made a mental note to ask Knox when the time seemed right. Would tears earn me extra credits? Or would showing strength earn respect, hence more credits? Right now, I wouldn’t have been able to speak even if I wanted to, however.

What did she swear she couldn't do again? SPANK! She couldn't remember. Jordan took great delight in spanking Faith' big fucking booty. It was such a perfect piece of art, an ass built to be spanked, punished and demolished through hard fucking. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "Mmmm!" she groaned, trying her best to suppress a very loud moan as no man had ever done anything like this to her, and the pleasure that was coursing through her was insane. She had never felt anything like this. Everything Jordan was doing to her was driving her crazy, and then she broke.