Spankings Novels & Stories

“Fuck!” I'm already going through too much with this scandals, now Miss Diana want to take Wick's College away from me. What the hell will she gain by funding the school that I'm funding? The only people still backing me and giving good review about me despite the rumors because of the money I stuff their mouth with, since I was the only funder. “If Miss Diana starts to fund that school. They could gladly discard me. That means that I'm done for, Alexa”

” Danny ~”Yes. Anthony ~”I said no.” Danny ~”And I said yes.” Drake ~”Are you going to be a grumpy father to be?” Anthony ~”Fuck off.” Matthew ~”What he is always grumpy not just a father to be.” Drake ~”Looks like all that whipping help.” Matthew ~”Maybe bosses should do the whipping thing as well.” Cummings ~”Fuck no that is disgusting.” Lucy ~”Says him that likes tying people up and spank them.”

My words cut off in a sharp gasp as his large hand came down hard on my ass, spanking me through my skirt. "Count them," he growled. Smack! "One!" I cried out, my body jolting forward. Smack! Smack! "Two… three!" The sting burned deliciously, making my pussy throb. He yanked my skirt up over my hips, exposing my lacy pink panties. "Look at this wet spot already. You’re soaked just from a few spanks, you filthy little student." His palm cracked against my bare ass cheek, harder this time. I moaned loudly, gripping the edge of the desk. "Four! Oh god…"

SPANK! "Thank you...daddy." SPANK! He hit right up the middle making my my pelvis try to grind down, gain some friction somewhere. Anywhere! "Oh god thank you daddy!" "That's right baby. Call me daddy. I want to hear you moan it." His hand caressed my backside. I loved his dirty talk. That alone could get me to cum. Three spanks in a row had me cry out. One slap on each cheek and again in the middle at rapid succession. It stung, but in the best way, which is why I was whimpering and asking for more.

Spank. “T-thank you, Sir!” Tears burned my eyes, and it was hard staying upright, but he kept his hand on my hips, making sure I didn’t fall on the bed and kept my ass in the air for punishment. Spank. “Ow, that hurt!” I cried out, a sobbing whimper escaping my throat. “T-thank you, Sir.” “It hurts? Good.” He let out a low chuckle. “You look so pretty when you’re helpless.”

He paused and took Santa's mask off. "Let me prove to you that you can't be sexually inactive when you're with me." He whistled seductively, grabbing my thighs and splitting my legs abruptly for him to position in between. "Wha... what!" I stuttered at the swift change of events. I wasn't giving much time to brainstorm before a soft spank landed at the corner of my butts, pinching my arms downward until I laid flat on the desk and for the first time after a long time I felt my nipples erected, so painful hardened.

He watched in amusement as her pussy lips clenched with each spank. "Fuck! you naughty little minx!" Will groaned, spanking her harder. "You fucking love it, don't you? You dirty slut, you enjoy the pain, don’t you?" Anna arched her back, moaning his name, bearing his tortures and dirty talks while he spanked her harder. "Answer me, babygirl."

** Flashback** She had just arrived at the outskirts of Berkshire. It was first time of leaving her quiet but busy farmhouse to somewhere exotic. Stepping into the building, Sarah was there to welcome her with open arms. She had told Serena there would be a party in the evening and the maids would be helping her prepare. It was her first time, so she was especially nervous.

He moves his hands over my body, and it takes everything in me to not shiver. When he's distracted, I act. I move my hand to my back pocket and find the fork I hide back there. With haste, I remove it from my back pocket and forcefully plunge the fork into his neck. Hamilton backs up, putting his hand on the fork. "You little bitch... what did you just do?" He slurs and stumbles to the door."

She was overstepping her duties as a mother, but sadly, there was nothing I could do about it. I had just had to tolerate her. “You own a conglomerate for Pete's sake, son. You are very rich, so money isn't a problem.” She countered. “No, Mom. Just because I have money doesn't mean I should spend it recklessly. I have pack members to provide for and children to think about. So it's a big no—I’m not going to cancel.” I spoke hurriedly, wanting nothing more than to be at my penthouse already. She just watched me and said nothing more. Excusing myself, I walked out and found my Beta and Gamma deep in conversation.