Spanking Story Novels & Stories

It was thick, long, and rock hard — easily nine inches. He rubbed the fat head up and down my soaked slit before slamming into me in one brutal thrust. “Fuck— Daddy!” I cried out. He railed me mercilessly over his desk, his hips slapping loudly against my ass. The sound of skin-on-skin and my wet pussy taking his cock filled the principal’s office. “You’re going to get fucked every time you misbehave,” he growled, spanking me hard between thrusts. “This tight little pussy belongs to your Principal Stepdad now.”

“All right! I get it! I’ll never go to a club again!” I stopped spanking, resting my hand on her ass. “Bailey, this isn’t about you going to a club. It’s not even about going to a club that caters to kink.” “It’s not? Then why in the hell are you spanking me?”

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

Cole snaps me back to attention with a question. “I’m going to give you ten hard spanks, Jacqueline,” he says. “After each spank, I want you to thank me and apologize for being a bad girl. If you forget either of those things, I’ll start again from zero. Understand?” I gulp, a small thrill going up my spine. The thought of having to thank Cole for each of my spanks is beyond degrading, but also insanely hot. I don’t know why I like this, but I do, and I’m tired of fighting against my body. I just want to give in to my urges. To pleasure.

Each one, harder than the one before it. The spanking did the opposite of what I think he intended it to. I felt like a child but I am not going to lie, it felt good

In that case, I guess you deserve thirty spanks,” he said and my eyes widened in shock. There was no way I could take thirty spanks again. The last time he did that, my ass cheeks were burning for days. I couldn't sit or sleep properly, and even simple tasks became impossible for me. I didn't want a return of that, so even though I feared him I tried to speak against it.

Nova POV. Brattiness is not my thing, my bum stands witness to that, I ended up being punished through the day ending up with a spanking. That was last week, ever since I decided to act like a good puppy, not wanting to have a round two of having all my privilege taken and corner time and a spanking. Spankies should be banned from hell, aren't we in a bad enough place why add another punishment, maybe that's how daddy punishes the souls that end up here.

I was just used to getting spanked, and yelping to it was instinctive. “Pah!" “Aah, Two…aah, three..aah, four…" The spanking started slowly, nothing harsh or painful. He would spank me, then gently rub my butt cheeks. But gradually, it became stingy. When I counted to ten, the pacing changed instantly. It became faster and harsher. I was yelping and couldn't keep up with the count anymore.

My lips begin to quiver as I want to tell him because of his daddy voice, however, he will think I am weird to think such things. “Nuh uh. I am…not lying” I say swallowing the words. “Princess , I am giving you three seconds to tell me the right answer. If not , you would force daddy to pull this car over and give you a spanking you will never forget” he says sternly , his nostril’s flare with anger. I gasp when I hear what he says – spanking is a punishment little’s receive when they disobey their daddies. “1” He starts counting. I feel so pressured; tears begin to fall from my eyes. I do not want to tell him, he will think I am crazy and that I am not worthy to be his little.

Mom then sternly said, "Young lady, you are not paying attention to your punishment. I told you to count the spanks and you missed one. Now how many times did I spank your ass?" I was shocked and completely at a loss. I tried to think back, but could not pin point any missed spanks to my ass. I timidly answered back, "Nine, I think, mommy." Mom answered back reproachfully, "No, young lady, I delivered ten spanks to your poor little ass. I don't enjoy spanking your cute little ass until it glows red. I do this to teach you a lesson and you failed to learn the lesson. I will now start over, but this time I will give you twenty spanks and you will call them all out or we will keep going until y