Novel & Cerita Spanked With A Switch

After each spank, he would gently rub my butt with his long fingers before delivering another strike. The sensation was maddening as I felt a strange mix of pain and…..pleasure? I felt a heat rising within me, and I began to wonder if I was losing my mind. How could I possibly find any pleasure in these painful spanks that were supposed to serve as my punishment for disobeying him?

"It really stings to be struck by it and it doesn't require much force to do it. My slave will really feel it without much effort on your part. Part of the reason I put her in this position is it really limits you to her bottom and backs of her thighs. You'll notice the handle of the Enforcer is shaped like a phallus. At some point during her punishment, you might want to use it on her to give her another orgasm to prepare her for the balance of her spanking." Please let me have another orgasm, I thought. This will be so bad otherwise. I couldn't see Sarah try it on herself, but I heard it pop. "Ouch! I see what you mean about this thing," Sarah said. "That stings like a bitch." Keep that in

I jumped like I'd just seen the murderer in a movie pop out from the shadows. Daddy laughs again, enjoying my nervousness. “Calm down, babygirl. I'm just getting you ready for the plug.” “Plug? “Oh, this is daddy's special.” From the corner of my vision, I can see a tapered, pink butt plug flopping around as Daddy waves it at me. “Oh...” I say, stuck in fascination at what he's doing. The plug is as thick as Daddy's cock, long and tapering until it gets to a bulge that immediately shrinks back down to the size of the tip, ending with a flange at the end. “This spanking is going to feel nice and tight for you.” His hand glides through my ass crack, leaving behind a slimy residue. I squirm, th

This was all her fault. The first half dozen spanks were hard and smarted, similar to the start of the previous days spanking. It was a spanking, not a beating. Somewhat to her irritation Amanda found herself becoming slightly aroused, a nuisance as Sam had already demonstrated that he wasn't about to take advantage of her.

A few days later, I get a flat on the way to work and I get a spanking from him for being late that time. I guess what I’m saying is that I get five more spankings and I deserve each one. I weep and cry and it hurts like hell and my clit rubs against his jeans and adds conflicting feelings of pleasure and everything else. I get these spankings and I hate them but they’re somehow reassuring to me. Jackson is keeping his word to me and he’s being my discipline as I learn self-discipline. Get to the fucking. Get to the fucking. I know! Hold on!

He used a rubber paddle on my ass, hard and fast, spanking me into the unforgiving chair. I moaned, my knees stinging with every swat, my breasts slapping against the chair back as I leaned to meet every whack and was driven forward by his strike, back and forth. Slap, slap, slap. My ass was so hot, my pussy so wet, my mind reeling at the turn of events.

Thalia kicked and screamed throughout the ride, but Carter didn't let go of her every time she tried to scamper off his lap, he would knot her hair in his hand and hold her head up until her arched back started to hurt, he would stare down at her until she backed down under his dominance and continue with his spanking. With every act of defiance, his spanking would get harsher than before. Finally, Thalia gave up when her eyes started to sting and all she could feel was the streaked pain on her butt, when she stopped Carter paused as well “ do you want to start counting as a good girl now?”

Howard spread them open so that her husband could work his cock between the teen girl’s thighs. He stroked the head of his shaft along the pussy lips to find the wet opening and then fucked forward hard. Zoe convulsed as the cock buried deep inside her. The spanking paddle landed on her ass and when she convulsed her pussy muscles tightened around the hardness. It was a fantastic sensation and she shuddered as the paddle spanked on her ass a couple of more times.

“Lean over the desk so I can spank you some more.” She didn’t hesitate. Totally nude she leaned on the desk with her bum sticking up in the air like a lollipop, her feet slightly apart. She shook her hair seductively and looked long and hard at professor Greg's very obvious, very huge bulge in his trousers. Professor Greg stood and out of his drawers he produced a switch. It looked like it was made of bamboo. Gently he started to whip her. Was she still being punished? Hadn't she been punished enough? She asked herself. She would not dare ask him out loud.

May was heavily breathing as Chuck walked to get a little red whip and said gracefully. “We must put this woman back on track.” And with those words, he began to spank her.