Spanking Story Novels & Stories

I then noticed a comment in the comment section. "In the original story, Waylon's insistence on marrying Zoe led to a fallout with his parents. Zoe eventually drove the Sorenson family into bankruptcy, causing his parents to age decades in one night and commit suicide by jumping from a building. Their current situation just makes me want to burst into tears."

I shrank back in terror, but the searing pain all over my body left me powerless to escape. Dad walked over, hauled me up ruthlessly, and brutishly shoved me onto a heavy, solid-wood dining chair. "Since you never learn your lesson, you can stay home and reflect on what you did wrong! You'll stay tied up right here with no food and no water, and you won't be coming to Tommy's birthday party today! We'll settle things properly after I come back from celebrating Tommy's birthday!"

Spank “Ten! Forgive me for I have sinned! I trained hard to become strong” “Yes, you did. Good job.” Spank! “Eleven! Forgive me for I have sinned! I killed many horrible men!” “Yes! You did!” Spank “Twelve! Forgive me for I have sinned! I saved many children! I saved them from the black market! I saved them from the mafia!” “Yes! You should be so proud of yourself!” Spank! “Thirteen! Forgive me for I have sinned! I saved my master on many occasions!”

I ordered, spanking her cheeks hard—left, right, alternating until they glowed crimson, the handprints blooming like brands. She complied with a whimper, pushing her ass higher, her face buried in the couch cushions. "Spank me more, Alexander—punish me for being late today, for making you wait!" she pleaded, her voice muffled but desperate. I smirked, the memory of her tardiness fueling my strikes. Each slap echoed like a gunshot, her skin jiggling, her cries growing louder. "Yes! Harder—make it sting! I'm sorry, sir—I'll never be late again!"

He urges me to answer him with another slap that earns him a louder whimper from me. "Y-Yes, d-daddy!" I cry out. "And bad girls should be punished!" Saying that, he slaps once again on my untouched ass and I cannot help but grip the sheets tight underneath me. My stomach pressed tight against his thigh. "Now count!" He orders with another slap but I cannot. I whimper, tears burning my eyes. "Julie, I won't stop until I complete spanking you ten times, so count like a good girl because my spanks matter only when you count them; I won't stop until I reach ten!"

Aurora yelled and Vincenzo landed her another slap on her right ass cheek. We are just starting… I’m spanking you twenty times… I want you to count. Thwack, the sound came and she groaned. 1, she cried. He kept spanking her 2, 3, ,4,5, 6, 7, 8…… until it reach the twentieth…..her ass was already red and he smiled like a demon enjoying the softness of her ass… Learn to be a good girl for your hubby… He whispered…. He doesn’t want you to use any hairpin but you stole the hairpin in his locker.

Yeah, yeah. I know you want to get to the part where I have sex with Jackson but it’s important that I go through things how they happen. I’ll be quick, though. See, that spanking is a really significant thing because it changes everything for me. I mean, sure, some of that has to do with the simple fact that I now understand there are consequences but that’s not the sum total. I mean, I also can just stop at any time.

Reed finishes. “Yes, Sirs, I understand.” “Good, Oh and Baby girl, Do. Not. Cum.” They whisper in my ears in unison. The first thought I had was, how could someone cum by getting spanked? I remember my father spanking me once when I was four. Dawn and I had run off into the woods and wouldn’t answer our parents when they tried to link us and tell us to come home. Both my Dad and Alpha Sean had been so mad that when they found us both Dawn and I got three swats on the butt. I was so mad at my Dad, he had never spanked me before, and I could understand why they were so mad at us. I found out later that there had been rouges spotted on one of the borders and when we didn’t answer them they had

“Come on, Daddy. You don’t wanna spank Elle. Elle is cute.” “She is. She’s also trouble. Come.” He crooked his finger at her. When she got to him, he stripped off her shorts and panties, then tipped her over his lap. “Now, do you know why you’re being spanked?” “Because Daddy enjoys spanking my butt?” she asked. “No. Well, yes. But Daddy is doing this because you were naughty and disobeyed me.” Slap! Slap! Slap! “You could have hurt yourself.” Smack! Smack! Smack!

Every one of his words was followed by a spank and this time he was spanking both my ass cheeks. "Tell me to spank you, tell me you love oh shit...tell me you like it when I spank you." "Daddy!!! Hmmmm!!! I love it when you spank me! Yes!!! I love it when you spank me. Please spank... fuck!!!! Spank your little doll hard." My pleasure was reaching its peak, I was going to cum from being spanked.