Spanking In Manga Novels & Stories

I demanded, trying to tug my arm away. It was in vain as instead, he just threw me over his shoulder. “Stop fighting me, kitten.” He growled and slapped my ass hard. I grew up in a household where spanking was a thing, though only in serious situations. I was never spanked, but I always behaved and followed my parents' rules. Persephone, however, got a few spankings. I let out a yell as my ass throbbed where his hand hit. It’s a damn good thing I’m a werewolf and can heal, or that would leave a mark.

an instant the atmosphere changed. Dante’s stance became defensive again and his eyes deeper in color Mj swallowed hard but didn't move. “Come on kitten,” Dante said like he was warning her “you better defend yourself or I am gonna put another handprint on that sweet little ass of yours” Mj started to shrug “Knock it off Dante, that wasn't funny we are supposed to be training” and before she could take another step Dante launched forward and snatched her around the waist. He pulled her close and grabbed a hold of both her hands with his one free one. Dante moved them toward the bed and sat down stretching Mj belly down across his lap. “You better defend yourself” Dante warned again “or i

“No, baby,” he stopped me with a smirk. “I want to be inside you, on your knees, ass out.” I complied without hesitation, getting on all fours, my backside presented to him like an offering. The sound of foil tearing broke the tension in the air, and he stood behind me, using his legs to widen my stance until I felt the delicious strain. His smooth hand found my back, unfastening my bra and discarding it carelessly, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. He tightened his grip around my hair, raising my body slightly, and then he spanked me twice, hard but thrilling.

“Whenever I want this pussy, I’m taking it. Understand?” “Yes,” I moaned. “It’s yours. My pussy belongs to you.” He slapped my ass hard, and the sting made me clench tighter around him. He did it again and again, spanking me while he destroyed my cunt. I was going to have bruises and I didn’t care. I came a second time, even harder. My legs shook so bad I would have fallen if he weren't holding me up, and my juices squirted a little, splashing on the floor.

“Want to try another style, little toy?” I couldn’t even speak anymore. I just nodded, drooling, sobbing, panting like a mindless fuckdoll. And he laughed. He fucking laughed like he was proud of what he’d turned me into. “Good girl. Turn the fuck over.” He pulled out and flipped me like I weighed nothing. Face down. Ass up. Pussy swollen and pulsing. My whole body shook with how hard I wanted him again. I didn’t even get a chance to catch my breath before he slammed back into me from behind, one hand gripping my hair and yanking me back, the other spanking my ass so hard I cried out.

"I'm sorry. I'll be a good girl now. Please, stop spanking me. It hurts." "No more running around," he says firmly. I nod quickly. "No more raising your voice at me." I nod again, and he gently rubs my ass, easing the pain. "You're wet," he observes, a grin spreading across his face. Startled, I quickly jump off his lap and pull my underwear, which looks like a short on me, back up. "My spanking turns you on, doesn't it?" The words choke out of my mouth. "No."

I lean in close to her ear, whispering, “Such a good girl, taking your punishment so well.” Smack! Smack! My final spanks land, each one with a mixture of paint colours. I step back, admiring the masterpiece of colours on her body and the mirror reflecting our passion. She stands up straight, still gazing at herself in the mirror, now adorned with colourful handprints. “Turn around.” I instruct, and she complies, facing me.

‘ no , I am not going to hit you because naughty girls get spanked ʼ he smirked as he thought about how he imagined spanking her while his way back and he got a perfect chance now. ‘ spanked….what does spanked means….ʼ lily asked in curiosity and a hint of fear. ‘ why don't I show you rather than telling you…. Now get on my lap and lay down on your stomach.. Hurry upʼ He ordered not giving her a chance to argue or question him.

I murmured, curling my finger, and running it up and down her dripping slit. With my other hand, I grabbed her hair, bringing her face closer to me. “It’ll be ten instead of twenty spankings because I need to have my dīck inside of you already. But after I’ve fūcked you, we will complete the next ten.” I told her as she licked her lips. I rubbed her asš gently before lifting my hand and delivering the first spanking, making her bite her bottom lip and grip the arm rest tightly.

Now he’s seeing everything, my pussy completely exposed, and the thought makes me clench inside. He let out a low chuckle, the sound rumbling from his chest, and I felt his hand brush lightly over one of my ass cheeks, his touch rough and warm, making me tense up. “No panties at all? You’re such a slutty little thing, aren’t you, coming to school like this?” He stepped back then, and I heard the desk drawer slide open, followed by the slap of something against his palm—a thick wooden ruler, the kind for drawing straight lines. “This spanking is for every boy you’ve been flashing those dirty pictures to. You’re going to count each one out loud.”