Spanking In The Woods Novels & Stories

*Spanking. "Is there anything you don't agree to?" He asks, I didn't like the spanking one, dad spanked me growing up, he did until two months before I came to school. He called me a big baby after throwing a tantrum over going out, I wasn't allowed to do much, since my dragon was showing through my eyes. I just shake my head no, I knew there was no getting out of this, it's the only common punishment between submissives, everyone gets spanked, even dad now that I think about it, Karma.

The position left her completely exposed, her face burning with humiliation and arousal. “How many, do you think?” he mused, tracing a finger down her spine. “One for every time you whined? Every time you touched me under the table without permission? Every dramatic sigh?” She whimpered. “Let’s call it twenty. And you are going to count. Loudly. So if anyone is watching through that window, they will know exactly what happens to naughty girls.” The first spank landed hard across both cheeks. She yelped. “One! Thank you, Daddy!”

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.

Which was the right thing to do, because I didn’t use my safe word. Punishment. That’s what he called it. I’d told him I’d be wearing the new lingerie he bought me when he came in from working out in the woods, but I was still finishing up in the shower. So I got spanked and then I got fucked. And I loved it.

But I was no match to his strength. "What the hell are doing? Stop beating me, dammit!" SMACK! "Aagh!" "It's called spanking. My usual go-to is ten with the tawse or cane on bare ass, but for you, I would amend it a little. You will get five of my best with my bare hand and over the dress. Stop wriggling now," he told me in a smooth voice. Ten...five. What was he talking about? The jumbled thoughts were cut short when the third slap hit the fleshy-thigh on my left, harder than the previous two. The last two on alternate cheeks intensified pain and burn I hadn't experienced before.

he said warmly, “but good girls still need discipline.” He began spanking me, landing swats across my breasts, inner thighs, and my swollen pussy. Each slap made me jerk and moan loudly. The pain bloomed into heat that went straight to my clit. Ms. Voss turned on a powerful wand vibrator and pressed it firmly against my clit while he continued spanking. The combination made me groan and writhe against the ropes while they edged me like there was no tomorrow. Every time I got close, they pulled the vibrator away and stopped spanking, leaving me trembling and pleading with random nosies.

He had hauled her to a thick, low-hanging branch of the fallen log and forced her over it. ​"Stay." He had commanded, his voice a dark mimicry of the authority Alexander now held over him. ​As she sobbed, her face pressed into the rotting wood, he had rained down cruel, heavy-handed spanks onto her pale, little exposed butts. He remembered the way he had mocked the rhythmic twitch of her muscles, the way he had relished the bright red marks his large palms left behind. He had spanked her until she stopped fighting, until her silent tears soaked the moss, and only then did he force himself onto her, reveling in the way her fragile body buckled under his Alpha weight. He had felt like a king t

she gasped, pushing back against me. I spanked her right ass cheek hard, the sharp crack ringing out over the water. Her flesh jiggled deliciously, turning a pretty pink almost instantly. I alternated between cheeks, spanking her in a steady rhythm. Elena pushed back onto my cock eagerly, meeting every powerful thrust with equal fervor. “Spank me more! I’ve been such a bad mommy letting my son’s best friend breed me like this,” she whimpered, her voice breaking with pleasure.

She stepped behind me, and she yanked the skirt all the way up to my waist and tucked it there, completely exposing my bare ass and soaked cunt to her. “Fuck, look at this pretty little ass,” she growled“So pale. So untouched. That ends right now, you desperate slut.” The first spank came across my right cheek.I cried out, jerking forward. “Count it, bitch.” “One!” I gasped. “Louder, or I start over.” “ONE!” The second landed even harder on my left cheek,Then she started spanking without mercy. She moved between my left and right cheeks,then targeted the same burning spot over and over until I was screaming my lungs out

I was here until he decided to let me go. As his hands slapped over my oversenttized butt, I cried out, but it soudned more like a damned moan. TO my horror, I rollled my hips, trying to grind my clit against his solid trousers-covered thighs. And despite the agonizing pain, I lifted my ass higher, lifting for the blows, rubbing my clit and nipples over his thighs with reckless abandon. I was going to cum. Wetness will flood out of my hole and stain his pants all because Keagan was spanking me. As suddenly as the blows started, they stopped.