Spanking Bdsm Novels & Stories

"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.

Adrian stands behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist, his cock pressing against my trembling ass. “Are you ready for us, little mate?” Levi growls, his voice filled with lust. “Yes,” I whisper, my voice shaky with fear and arousal. “I'm ready.” Adrian smacks my ass lightly, sending a bolt of pleasure coursing through me. “We're going to punish you and remind you of your place in our pack, little mate. But don't worry, we'll take care of you.” They each take a turn spanking me, their hands leaving fiery imprints on my skin. I cry out in pain and pleasure, my body pulsing with desire as they continue their punishment.

When I heard it usually includes spanking, slapping, choking, whipping and all that, I didn't want any part of it. But, in reality, BDSM covers everything from playful role-playing to spanking to tying up your partner and teasing them with a feather. You can go as heavy as you want — as long as it’s consensual. But you don’t need to, either. You can always just dip your toe in — and that will still add a level of erotic energy to sex play with your partner. I know I do. BDSM is an expression of one’s uniqueness of their sexuality. Obviously, Raphael Dominic is the dominant. I mean, look at him. But the fun part is that I can also be the Dom whenever I want. Isn't that amazing?

“Fuck, Lucian, I’m yours daddy.” The room filled with our moans and the slap of skin on skin. I spanked him, my hand sharp against his ass, and he moaned, his voice breaking. I fucked him harder, the BDSM tools around us a testament to his punishment, his surrender, and our fucked-up love.

I moaned out my name as sucked him off professionally and when he couldn't take it anymore he yanked me away from him and before I could realize what was really going on he suddenly threw me on the bed and turned me around with my butt facing him and the next second he was spanking my ass… Surprisingly it didn't really hurt and all I felt was pleasure as he spanked my ass repeatedly. “Want more?” He asked and I found myself nodding.. “Beg for it, love..” He whispered and spanked me hard… “Spank me hard, Daddy..” I cried out in pleasure and of course Damian didn't hesitate to fulfill my wishes as he kept spanking my ass while his hands left prints on my ass and only then did he thrust into my

My scalp is burning from the tight grip he has on my hair. “Good.” He releases my hair and goes back to touching me gently, almost lovingly. His hand massages my abused behind. “Such a pretty pink color your ass got from a little spanking.” He leans down to kiss my throbbing globes. The sensitivity in my body always hightens after a spanking and soon I can’t contain the moans of pleasure that work their way up my throat.

he spanked my ass again, this time harder than the first few times and another moan escape my lips. My body system works so weirdly, he's being spanking me and every normal person would be feel so much pain in their butts, but I'm not, I'm feeling so horny instead and I could feel my pussy dripping already... why? Could it be because he promised to fuck me senseless until my legs becomes useless? "Fuck! She ain't even saying any bloody thing!" he hissed in a pissed off tone. He stopped spanking me, he grabbed my hair and yanked it back, making me raise my head slightly, before squatting to my level and looked me straight in the eyeballs.

Fuck, that felt good. “You, I belong to you. Now stop talking and fuck me.” I say with a growl and he chuckles, spanking me again. I bite my bottom lip as my eyes roll into my head. Yeah, I like being spanked, tied up, choked. You name it. We are still getting familiar with each other. We have both changed over the years. I never told him that he was the only person I have had sex with, but I have read a lot and I like the BDSM side of things, but never tried it. Not until recently.

We went to her car. “Sandra, what wild toys are in the store, I can't believe my eyes, never saw things like that before.” “It is called Bondage, Discipline, Sadism and Masochism. That is, BDSM.” I squint my eyebrows and shake my head. She hums and starts the car. She glanced at me as she began to explain, “it is a kind of sex that one of the partners will want to be in control and the other will be submissive while whipped or in bandage.”

“This pussy is mine tonight.” I came again, screaming his name, my body shaking uncontrollably. Alex flipped me onto my hands and knees on the floor, ass high in the air. He spanked me hard, the sharp smacks echoing as he slammed back inside. The mix of pain and pleasure was intoxicating. He fucked me like an animal ,fast, deep, and possessive,while raining more spanks on my reddening ass. “Again,” I begged breathlessly. “Spank me while you destroy me.”