Spanking Your Man Novels & Stories

Frankie said softly. I looked into his eyes and said, “You spanked me.” He grinned and kissed me. “Well you wouldn’t see reason and sometimes a child needs a spanking to see the error of their ways. And I would be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized a less dramatic version of that before.” he said and I gasped heat arrowing straight to my core.

I nodded and he spanked my ass hard, I gasped. “That’s for nodding, use your word slut.” He said spanking me hard this time causing a thrill to run through me. “ one.” I moan breathlessly, grabbing the bedsheet tighter. “Good girl.” He said " Spank again, harder this time, I bit my hand to stop myself from screaming, another hard spank landed on my ass, “That’s for trying to muffle your moan, I want to hear you scream the whole house down.” My pussy was drenched with need by the time he was done spanking me.

He pulled out suddenly, breathing hard. “Up,” he said. He led me to the padded bench, bent me over it, and secured my wrists in soft leather cuffs. My ass was raised, completely exposed. He spread my legs wider, then stepped back to admire me. “Beautiful,” he murmured. He ran his hand over my ass, then spanked me sharply. I gasped at the sting, my pussy clenching. “You like that?” he asked, spanking me again, harder. “Your husband’s rival spanking your pretty ass while you drip for him.”

“I’m going to say this one time, and then this subject is closed. I’m attracted to you exactly the way you are. I don’t want to hear another word about you being heavy. I like a woman who isn’t skin and bones. I wouldn’t want you to change a thing. If you try to go all dainty on me and order salads and shit, I’ll spank your bottom. His expression is full-on Daddy stern. I squeeze my thighs together, my clit pulsing. His commanding voice and face alone could melt me on the spot. He lifts a brow. “Understood?” I swallow. “Yes, Sir.” “Good girl.” He pats my bottom. I can’t hear my own thoughts over the beating of my heart. I clear my throat. “Have you spanked anyone before?” “Yes. And I’ve been

"We went to breakfast while you were hung-over, and you started an argument and walked out leaving us with the kids and the bill." I was angrier than I meant to get, and I pulled out of her and threw her across my lap. I spanked her ass bright red. "Your boys were so mean to my daughter, I had to wonder at how you'd raised them. Then I realized you probably didn't." She moaned as I spanked her and started squirming immediately. "Oww, please stop," she cried, as I smacked her hard, "stop Daddy." The Daddy comment was like a slap in the face. What was I doing spanking a grown woman for her bad behavior. She sobbed when I stopped and pushed her off my lap.

**AIDEN’S POV... “Ahhhh… Please leave me…please…ahhh” a man was shouting! How the fuck can I leave you? Huh, you fucker… With that, I start punching him… How dare you touch what's mine? HOW DARE YOU LAY YOUR DIRTY HANDS ON MY WIFE? I was kicking his already broken bones. He was screaming… “I… I will né…never lo…ok aaa…t any woman again… Just leave me aaaaaaaaa” he was shouting…

He smirks at me. “That is just how Galdrian males treat our females. We take care of them, we want to hold them close and since we are the leaders in the house we need to discipline our females. Galdrian females can have quite the temper and need help to control that. And besides, I really liked spanking you. You looked so sexy draped over my knee with your ass sticking up.” “That hurt like hell and I never want you to do that again. It was humiliating.” I squirm on his lap because as he said before, I actually got wet from his spanking and aftercare of my butt, and thinking about it arouses me again.

“Or I could fuck you right here, while Kane watches.” The vibrations got stronger, and I thrust my hips forward, seeking more of his touch. His grip on my ass tightened, and I let out a moan. Kane had turned the vibrations as high as they’d go, making me squeeze my eyes closed. Fireworks painting the backs of my eyelids as I came. “I think you need a spanking.” Kane growled, coming up behind me. His hand moving to my other ass cheek, giving it a rough squeeze before he swatted me. “What do you think, Dom?”

A few days later, I get a flat on the way to work and I get a spanking from him for being late that time. I guess what I’m saying is that I get five more spankings and I deserve each one. I weep and cry and it hurts like hell and my clit rubs against his jeans and adds conflicting feelings of pleasure and everything else. I get these spankings and I hate them but they’re somehow reassuring to me. Jackson is keeping his word to me and he’s being my discipline as I learn self-discipline.

My cock sprang free, slapping against my stomach. “Look at you,” he rasped, smearing the pre-cum over my tip with his thumb. “Leaking like a fucking faucet.” I bucked into his hand. SMACK. His palm cracked across my ass and I yelped, the sting blooming into heat. “Quiet,” he hissed, spanking me again. “You want the whole choir hearing how much of a slut you are for Daddy’s cock?” I shook my head, biting my lip. “No—please—just you—”