Spanking Your Man Novels & Stories

"I've had enough of you. The woman I have always loved is Diana. I will marry no one else." Caroline sat frozen on the floor, her face streaked with tears. "But you were always so good to me. You always helped me with my problems. Whenever I called, you came..." "I said I've had enough of you. Did you not hear me?" Caroline's face was drained of color. At that moment, the man standing before her felt like a stranger. "I only agreed to look after you out of respect for your parents. I never intended to spend my life with you. You repeatedly interfered with me and Diana over trivial things. Because of you, I lost her..."

“Such a naughty girl… coming to my penthouse in the middle of the night, dripping wet, begging me to fuck you while my son is away.” Smack! Smack! Smack! Three more firm spanks landed in quick succession, turning my ass a bright, burning pink. Each slap echoed through the penthouse, mixing with the sound of rain lashing against the windows. The sting bloomed into heat that shot straight to my clit. “I’m sorry—” I whimpered, even as I pushed my ass back toward him, silently begging for more. “No, you’re not,” he said, chuckling darkly. “You’re soaked. Look at this pretty little pussy dripping down your thighs because your boyfriend’s dad is spanking you.”

My hard nipples rest on the cold glass and that turns me on. "Look out there,” he says "I am looking!” I reply. "Do you see them? All of them? Alicia, Jane, Luke, Richard. You touched yourself in the middle of all of them! You came naked in the middle of all of them and made fun of them. You need to be punished for that. You need to know your place before you get that promotion” he said And he gives me a spanking. The slap his hand makes on my bottom makes me let out a little cry. I am turned on, definitely.

“It’s fixable, a few spanking and that look in your eyes would drain right away. I’m not even angry at you anymore.” A chuckle left his lips, his hand sliding down her arm. “A woman i—” Verya grabbed his hand, twisting it and when he yelled out in pain, she only twisted it farer. “You’re the one who needs a spanking, don’t look at me like I’m inferior to you. Woman or not, I’m stronger than you...that’s f*cking clear.” He clenched his jaw, whimpering pitifully. “Let go!” “No...”

And for this to be fixed, the man that maybe I’m supposed to marry on paper gave father a deal. I don’t know why he had to offer a deal to a family like us when he can just marry a daughter from a richest family like him. Men are really complicated. I heard that this man rarely spoke. His stare can intimidate everyone; there is unsettling about him that I can’t explain. I already seen her from a previous party where our family was invited. When I wanted to study him, he caught me in the act that made my heart rush. I could feel my chest about to explode because of those stares!

“Okay, I won't be spanking you on your ass this time. You'd be receiving it on your tits. A total of thirty spanks, fifteen on each of them.” “But—” “And I'll tell you the rules while you are being punished,” he cut me in between while pulling my breast in his hand, and I had to close my eyes to control the moan ready to escape.

My ex liked to keep it separate, and it was easier, safer, that way. He feels my body tense, and asks me what’s wrong. I sort through a few variations before finding the right words. “That was great. But I don’t want you punishing me. That’s what Daddy’s for—so it’s not real and I can enjoy the spanking.” I didn’t think he could pull me any closer, but he managed to. “Kaitlyn, sweetheart, you know this isn’t punishment. It’s fun. Sometimes I’d rather just be me, spanking the woman I love.”

He spanked me twice in a row, fast and hard. "Yes!" "You know how much of a little tease you have been, right? Calling me daddy, knowing well enough how much that shit turns me on. Touching yourself and kissing me out of the blues. You just want to be slutted out! And don't fucking lie to me, you want to be fucked. You are not here, naked and moaning because you just want me to prove that you are not insensitive! You are here because you want daddy to fuck you, is that right?" With every word he was saying, he was spanking me harder and faster and I was on the edge already. I was going to cum so hard from being spanked.

Spank Spank Spank He spanked her constantly, She felt insanely stupid for moaning and crying at a time, She felt like screaming, shouting, to pull something, she wanted to escape but her body was failing her every action, it like her body was bound to behave to him “You” she moaned loudly at the contact of his hand at her rare end He then hosted her up making her sit on his lap, her face looked red with all the crying moaning, and she looked like a red apple now He placed his lips on her cheek and sucked her tears, kissed her eyes and nose tip, making her blush more at his caring and dominant self “Remember princess, you are mine, you belong to me, only me to kiss, touch, please you, you let

It takes a split second for his hand to reach my ass and spank on it hard so loud that it blinds the sound of flesh against flesh in the office. I don't know but Rowan spanking makes me see the stars and I never want to return back to earth. "I'll ask you again. Who do you belong to?" I don't answer this time, he doesn't spank me only once. He keeps on spanking my ass hard and continuously as I turn into a mess. I dont know why I'm begging or calling his name or screaming more. I don't know anything and Rowan continues to smack my ass. This is supposed to my punishment but it feels like a hard earned reward.