Spanking In Manga Novels & Stories

They are waiting for their turn. "Look at her taking it," Sarah’s voice cuts through the noise, breathy and high. "She loves it. Look at her ass." A sharp sting explodes across my right buttock as someone’s hand connects with my skin. The shock of it makes my muscles spasm around Dave’s cock, and he groans, his fingers sinking into my hips hard enough to bruise. Another slap lands on the other cheek. Then another. The rhythmic spanking blends with the thrusting, a cacophony of sensation that pushes me higher, spiraling toward an edge that feels less like pleasure and more like a terrifying freefall.

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!!”

His large palms massage the soft skin of my arse and I feel a jolt run up my spine. This is not good. This is not good. “With every spank, you are going to count, and I will not stop until you tell me what your fucking problem is.” Before I can even utter another word of protest, I feel the first stinging slap against my arse. I bite my lips tight to keep my moan of pain from slipping out. Not giving me the chance to catch my breath, Mason drops the second slap…and the third slap. Each one leaves my skin stinging and has me wiggling against him, trying to get away.

“Or I could fuck you right here, while Kane watches.” The vibrations got stronger, and I thrust my hips forward, seeking more of his touch. His grip on my ass tightened, and I let out a moan. Kane had turned the vibrations as high as they’d go, making me squeeze my eyes closed. Fireworks painting the backs of my eyelids as I came. “I think you need a spanking.” Kane growled, coming up behind me. His hand moving to my other ass cheek, giving it a rough squeeze before he swatted me. “What do you think, Dom?”

Emma's POV My ass was as red as my face stinging with a burning sensation over there. Those 10 spanks multiplied by 3 in a blink as I failed to count and at last I was forced to count with my stuttering tongue. He didn't show any mercy for even a second and I was being hit constantly. It was awkward, embarrassing, painful, but for some foreign reasons pleasurable. The way my ass jiggled at his hard slaps with that barbaric voice of his commanding me to count. Ringing in my ears sharp and dominating my body, I weirdly felt myself getting wet. Is it even sane to do so? Was he spanking me a sane thing either?

He raised his eyebrows shocked but at the same time he wasn't he had a feeling she was into this stuff but he wasn't sure. "You do know spanking is involved." She blushed just as his hand moved up her thigh luckily they were in the corner of the restaurant, away from the peering eyes. "So basically like a punishment? If I did something bad?" He nods. "Sounds like you want to be punished." Antonio shifts in his seat looking away as her hand moved in his underwear. "What if I do?" - End Of Chapter 26: Punished -

' [Now you leave me no choice but to teach you a severe lesson, my little tigress. I hissed as I released my grip on her throat before she blacked out, dropping her back onto the bed, where she gasped for air on her hands and knees. She was helpless, and I took full advantage, ripping off her jeans and her panties and flipping her over my knee before she even knew what was happening. I brought my hand down hard on her gorgeous, peachy ass. Her startled squeak and the following scream when I continued to spank her hard had my cock so hard again at my zipper it was painful. I had spanked many women. I was a Dominant, and my Submissives always enjoyed it when I spanked them, and they were soon

“Not yet. Turn around. Ass up on the counter.” I obeyed, bending over the cool surface, my heavy breasts pressed flat, ass presented high. Marcus’s hand cracked across my right cheek with a sharp smack. The sting bloomed into heat instantly. “Fuck!” I yelped. “You like that?” Another hard spank on the left. “This ass has been teasing me for years in those tight shorts. Time to punish it for all those dirty fantasies.” He spanked me again and again, alternating cheeks, the slaps echoing through the quiet kitchen. My skin burned red-hot, but each strike sent jolts of pleasure straight to my clit. I was dripping onto the counter, moaning shamelessly.

He returned the growl and grasped my butt in a deathly hold. "So you want to tease me, Kitty? Okay, then I will spank your naughty ass red until you've learned your lesson not to mess with a mafia man." My breath hitched when he lifted me with one hand. He flipped me with a swift move and pressed me into the sofa. My eyes widened as the sharp noise of my tearing out panties hit my ears. The cool air coming from the window and the fan hit my clit, making tingles buzz on my exposed ass. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as he smacked me twice. Incandescent heat whipped into me. My flesh was numb, and considering the blossoming pain, I could easily say I had his hand imprints on my butt che

CONTENT WARNING: Intense spanking (100 strokes), full-body whipping (100 strokes), forced submission, pain play, rough sex, unexpected pleasure from submission. CHAPTER FIVE Lila was tied over a kind of horse, just wide enough that her body was supported, but each of her tits hung down either side of it. It was just long enough for her to rest her cheek on it, and her pussy was at the other end, at the perfect height for the guy behind her to step in and start fucking her pussy as soon as he was ready.