Spanking Her Hard Novels & Stories

"I am going to fuck your ass hard. I am going to use the slightest amount of lube, only because I don't want to hurt myself. This will be painful, but it is a lesson about who is in charge." She squirms, my words terrify her and that makes me chuckle loudly. I pressed the tip of my cock against her ass, just pushing enough for her to feel the pressure. I spank her hard and tell her that it excites me to see my bright red mark on her ass. I'm excited about the pain she is about to receive. I tell her to relax enough to take it. I grab her hair, pull it hard and ask if she understands. She nods, 'Yes.' I slap her other ass cheek.

He whispered huskily and spanked me so hard that I arched my back. "Oh yes…hard." I begged. My inner muscles were already clenching at our physical contact and him spanking me that hard was not helping at all. It was making me drip wet down there and there was a familiar itchy feeling. I needed to feel him down there. I wanted his hot cock to destroy my pussy while he spanked me hard. "Punish me." I uttered while keeping eye contact with him. "Punish me hard." I emphasized.

Was enough to make me cum hard. I wish she was here, looking at me with her large grey eyes with fake innocence like she always does and begging me to go easy on her but I only go harder and harder... amazing! Her olive skin turned red under my huge hand... I will go especially hard on her ass and her boobs while spanking her... I will make sure both of them will turn a dark shade of red... beautiful! That day will come soon too... soon she will be on her knees completely naked in front of me ready to be punished however I see fit for her... the dominant inside me was pleased with the picture and I let go of the whore at hand and freed her...

“Fuck! God! I’m so so so fucked up!” She cursed in her mind when he hit on her other asscheek. This time she stopped screaming and started counting. "Two….." Spank! "Three…." Spank! "F… four…" Spank! "Five...." He was spanking her continuously while she was counting them. She wanted to stop him badly. She couldn't moan either which was getting difficult for her. She was trying hard not to scream and she was somewhat successful.

Spank Spank Spank He spanked her constantly, She felt insanely stupid for moaning and crying at a time, She felt like screaming, shouting, to pull something, she wanted to escape but her body was failing her every action, it like her body was bound to behave to him “You” she moaned loudly at the contact of his hand at her rare end He then hosted her up making her sit on his lap, her face looked red with all the crying moaning, and she looked like a red apple now He placed his lips on her cheek and sucked her tears, kissed her eyes and nose tip, making her blush more at his caring and dominant self “Remember princess, you are mine, you belong to me, only me to kiss, touch, please you, you let

“Alessio, please…” “You’re getting twenty spanks today. Ten for disobeying me. Ten for lying and being a bad girl.” My hand cupped one cheek and began softly rubbing the smooth skin. She had gotten still and quiet now and I wondered if she had finally accepted her fate or was just biding her time until I let down my guard. “Count along with me or I’ll start over. Do you understand?” She stubbornly kept mute. I raised my hand and landed a hard spank right against the fleshy curve of her right cheek. She squealed in pain, her entire body moving up in my lap from the impact.

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.

“Yes, Sir.” The title went straight to my cock. God, she was fucking perfect. I brought my hand down hard on her left cheek. “One!” she cried out, body jolting. Smack. “Two!” I alternated cheeks, spanking her firmly, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the room. By the fifth spank her ass was glowing a beautiful pink, and tears were leaking from beneath the blindfold. The sting became too much. On the sixth, she bit down hard on my thigh through my jeans, a sob escaping her as she forgot to count.

“Harder.” He reached forward and pulled her hair gently. “You love getting fucked over Mom and Dad’s desk, don’t you?” he growled. “Yes,” she admitted. “It feels so dirty.” He spanked her ass sharp. Once. Twice. She pushed back against him. “Again.” He spanked harder. Her skin turned pink. Thrusts stayed brutal. He reached under and rubbed her clit fast. “Cum for me again,” he ordered. She did it fast. Her body shook against the wood, pussy clenched tight.

I ordered, spanking her cheeks hard—left, right, alternating until they glowed crimson, the handprints blooming like brands. She complied with a whimper, pushing her ass higher, her face buried in the couch cushions. "Spank me more, Alexander—punish me for being late today, for making you wait!" she pleaded, her voice muffled but desperate. I smirked, the memory of her tardiness fueling my strikes. Each slap echoed like a gunshot, her skin jiggling, her cries growing louder. "Yes! Harder—make it sting! I'm sorry, sir—I'll never be late again!"