Spanking In Manga Novels & Stories

He simply backed her against a stack of boxes, one hand gripping her chin, the other sliding straight under her skirt. “No panties,” he confirmed, voice low and dangerous. “And you teased me the entire lecture. You’re going to learn what happens when you break the rules, little girl.” He spun her around, bending her over a sturdy table piled with old books. Her skirt flipped up, exposing her bare ass and dripping pussy. “Hands flat. Don’t move,” he ordered. The first smack landed hard. Elena gasped, the sound echoing in the small room. He spanked her thoroughly — firm, measured strokes that left her ass burning and her pussy aching even more.

“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.

When he pulled his chair back, I settled across his lap with my pelvis resting against his right thigh and my ass propped up. He didn't waste any time and he swiftly pulled down my boxers just enough to expose my ass cheeks and after he had kneaded them for a few seconds, the corporal sanction began. The first smacks are light enough but after the tenth one, their intensity increases, making this much less likeable than usual, I guess he wants me to learn the lesson and as a matter of fact. My dick soon deflates and there are even tears pooling in my eyes by the twentieth spank. Tears of anger, shame and sorrow, but I hold them back especially when he helped me up when it was over. “Bend ove

My heart races as I hear him approach me. He trails a finger along my spine, eliciting shivers of both anxiety and desire. His hand rests on my lower back, and he leans in close, his breath hot against my ear. “You look so irresistible in this position, love.” “Thank you, Master.” I respond to him, moaning as he fondles my buttocks. Then I feel his warm hands securing my wrists and ankles to the bench. His touch is both firm and gentle. The first spank comes without warning on my buttocks, and it’s swift and firm. A gasp escapes my lips, and my body jerks in response. The sensation is intense, a mix of stinging pain and exhilarating pleasure.

‘ 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.”

Lauren said with a ice cold voice, “That’s not allowed,” Cora protested, trying to sound smart. “You said there’s no rule, remember?” Lauren said, not raising her voice. “But it’s not a sexual act,” Cora protested again seeing the determined look on Lauren's face. “Well, spanking is a sexual act and very common in kinky sex,” I clarified liking this already looking from Lauren to Cora who was wishing I'd do her a favor with her pleading eyes..

The sting made me clench, made me wetter. He kept spanking left cheek, right, left again—each crack sharper, the heat spreading like wildfire. I came fast, pussy spasming around him, juices splashing the pew cushion.. He didn’t slow. He fucked me harder, the pew sliding inch by inch, banging into the next row. His hand never stopped spanking in rhythm with his thrusts, my ass glowing red, the pain turning to pure pleasure. “That's it—squeeze me,” he growled. “Milk Daddy’s cock while I mark this ass.”

He has so much stamina. He stalks towards No. 2, yanks her forward by her leash, and bends her over to the table beside No. 3. ... And she happily arches her back, shaking her ass to call out to him faster. He doesn’t waste time... he slams into her from behind, spanking her ass so hard as he do that it leaves red marks on it. “Count,” he growls. “One!” she and he spanks her again. “Two!!”