Spanking Ladies Novels & Stories

This wasn't at a secluded area at all, it was in the fucking streets. People just stared from long distance and whispered among themselves, but none dared to go closer. Who the hell is this guy? Soon, some group of girls appeared from a croner whispering among themselves. "Arrgh!!! Drake and his friends are at it again." She shrieked in fear, and doubled her pace "He's so wicked!! What a pervert!." Another commented doubling her pace just as her friend. "Girls, I don't believe in vampires or all these fantasy, but I really wish a vampire would appear out of the shadows, and suck the fucking life outta him." She added, and the other two giggled.

“There’s nothing wrong with kink. You shouldn’t feel shame for having those desires.” “Yes, but…what kind of normal, decent person likes being beaten up?” “Do I beat you up?” I asked, only slightly amused. “You know what I mean.” I smiled and slid off the desk. I crouched in front of her, lifted her hands off the folder, and opened it. “A spanking is not the same as a beating. I don’t use my fists. I will never use my fists on you.” I turned the first page over and showed her. “See?” I traced the finger down my list of hard no’s. “No punching.”

, he said and spanked her hard, "You sound like a school girl. A sl*t like you can do better" "I want you to fill me with your big hard c**k and f**k me hard. I want to screem from pleasure. Please now." "Much better", he said spanking hard and entering her in one swift motion. Jackie gasped from pain and pleasure. He was spanking her and f**king her in the right rhytm, hitting her g-spot. . She gave in to absolute pleasure. She was sweating, and her makeup was melted. Her juices were dripping, and his dirty encouragements were bringing her even more to the edge.

Confidently and unapologetically displaying their body as if it was a normal thing to do. And what I noticed was how happy all the ladies seemed. They were also free. I didn't see any sign that anybody was being forced to do it. They moved freely and gladly. Just as we were about to make a turn to the other side of the floor, we sighted two ladies fighting. Dom ignored them but the moment we were about to step past them, one of the ladies called out, “Dom, I swear I'm gonna kill this bitch!” She yelled. This was when Dom paused and stepped towards the fighting ladies.

She was so angry that she was incoherent and corrected herself, "No, I mean, if I don't kill you!" Fuming, Kate vented her anger as she waited for her ride. In the car, Lindsay, brimming with curiosity, asked, "Who was that woman?" "Just someone I've spanked before," Kiran casually replied. Lindsay instinctively tensed up, recalling her own experiences. Eventually, she couldn't help but snort coldly, "You're a pervert who enjoys spanking women." "Would you rather I hit their faces?" Kiran retorted. "You…" "I could hit somewhere else, but they might not survive the blow," Kiran pointed out with a smirk.

Getting out of my sixty-nine and freeing her mouth, Marcia said, "I haven't had a good spanking in about three weeks. Would you be willing to give me one?" "Let me see," holding my hands out on either side of my body about chest high, "on the one hand, my right hand is sore from Evelyn's spanking." I lowered my left hand and raised my right like a balance. "On the other hand, I'd be spanking the most perfect ass I know." My hands went the other way. "It seems a little Dominant/submissive right now and you aren't wearing your collar at the moment." They switched again. "I don't have to be in slave mode to want a spanking. I get them at other times," Marcia said, laughing.

“Dripping for Daddy before I’ve even touched you properly. Such a naughty little girl.” He brought his hand down hard — a sharp, stinging spank that made her gasp. “Count them, baby. And tell Daddy why you’re being punished.” Smack. “One… Because I didn’t answer your calls, Daddy.” Smack. Smack. “Two… Three… Because I wore this dress without panties to tease you.” He spanked her thoroughly, each firm slap turning her soft skin a bright, glowing red. Mary was moaning by the tenth spank, pushing her ass back for more even as tears pricked her eyes. The pain blended perfectly with the aching need between her legs.

My thighs are aching from being restrained for the last thirty minutes or so, but still I manage to raise my bottom up a little more. "Please spank me, Sir. I need to learn how to behave." Despite my enthusiasm for a decent spanking I still wince when the flat of a paddle caresses my right buttock. Whichever Dom is wielding it strokes the implement back and forth across my waiting cheek before lifting it and bringing it down hard. It catches me full across the widest part and hurts like fuck.

‘ 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.

There wasn’t a biker chick who didn’t. Domestic punishment was how we handled our women whenever they stepped out of line. There was nothing abusive about it; all it entailed was a little spanking, followed by rampant makeup sex. We had nothing but love and respect for our mates, but the Roughnecks were all spanking men. We took care of our women and kept them satisfied. Bikers lived by a code of honor, and our women all had to toe the line. Gia let out a startled gasp as my palm came crashing down hard, landing on her left ass cheek with a slap. Her body relaxed as I rubbed away the sting.