Spankings Novels & Stories

“Two… Professor—” “Try again,” he murmured, rubbing the spot he’d just spanked. “Call me what you really want to call me when we’re alone like this.” Elena’s voice trembled. “Two… Daddy.” The word hung in the air. Professor Kane made a low, approving sound and delivered three more firm spanks in quick succession. By the fifth, Elena was squirming, her pussy aching and wet. He flipped her skirt up, exposing her lacy black panties. “Look at this,” he said, voice darker. “Already soaked through. Getting spanked in my office turns you on, doesn’t it?”

Amelia says snapping me out of my thoughts. Are you going to spank me? I texted him back replying to his earlier text. He replies instantly, Do you want me to? Does my darling like, to be spanked by Daddy? Fuck. I’d thought daddy kink was weird but fuck me, I’d lie if I said it doesn't turn me on. “Bye.” I texted him as the lecture was about to start. I hurriedly kept the phone aside knowing if I keep looking, I won't be able to study properly.

Alexis Lomb gives me a bank card with a spending limit. I can spend up to 300 dollars a day. For any amount beyond that, I need to photograph the receipt and send it to her for approval. She says it's for financial transparency within the family. I follow her rules for three years. Last month, a physical exam reveals that I have a lung nodule. So, the doctor recommends a biopsy. I photograph the bill and send it to her. She replies instantly, "7,200 dollars? It's just one nodule. Can't you just monitor it for now?" I don't reply. I cancel the appointment. That evening, she comes home and tosses two shopping bags by the entrance. I recognize the logo. Upon taking out what's inside, I

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!”

Lucas rambled in a low voice with a frown on his rather chiselled face, he honestly was very nervous and so he was making excuses. “Oh right, you don’t know him.” Austin let out a laugh, confusing Lucas. “He won’t ever refuse going anywhere with little children, and he’s very adjusting so don’t worry about him being uncomfortable, in fact, for you, it would feel as if you’re going around with two toddlers, because Auggie’s mental age is like 4.” Austin added, speaking out the last part loud enough for the brown haired to hear, and he was rewarded with an offended gasp from Augustus.

Was it possible that he was simply overly suspicious? Kathy was well-acquainted with the leaders of Spark and Nexus. The head of Spark Tech, Mr. Ian, was a dedicated fan of Marvel, particularly Spider-Man and Venom, as evidenced by his collection of Marvel superhero figurines. On the other hand, Mr. Carlisle, the boss of Nexus, although young, had a penchant for operas and often delved into discussions about concepts like "hidden greatness in the world," which tended to befuddle others. Despite their quirks, the names of their respective companies were undeniably memorable.

The cold surface bit into my skin and my nipples hardened. A stinging spank had me jerking upwards, heat spread out from the place he had spanked her, his hand smoothed across her skin, caressing the sore area. “When I tell you something you will answer ‘Yes, Master’.” Rosa's breathing was coming in shaky gulps and it didn’t even occur to her to answer. When his hand came down on the exposed flesh of her arse again she jerked up and let out a moan. “Yes, Master.” The words came out in one long shaking breath.

It was quite clear that he was definitely enjoying my ordeal. "How many spanks do you think would suffice for these mistakes?" He asked. "I am not a kid that you will spank," I retaliated. "You are everything that I want you to be," he shot back, his words dripping with possessiveness, "and be glad that I am leaving you just by spanking." What a joke! "I believe five spanks for each mistake should suffice to start," His hand pressed against my buttock, a chilling sensation that sent shivers down my spine. "Now, count for me."

A week after the embarrassing incident, Mark made yet another suggestion. “Just give it a shot, Samson,” he insisted after Samson said no for the hundredth time. “The guy is completely trustworthy. He won’t breathe a syllable to anybody about this.” His old friend couldn’t possibly be serious. “A shrink? You want me to go see a shrink?” Samson asked, looking at Mark like that was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard come out of his friends mouth. And it probably was. “I’m a One hundred and Fourty three year old vampire, Mark. What could this guy possibly say to me that I haven’t heard before?” Samson asked.

Didn't think she was the side chick, though! [Imagine being bold enough to bully the wife in public?!] [Homewrecker alert! Get out here and kneel for Maggie Cheape!] Then Maggie posted the marriage certificate—and just like that, Serena's image was toast. The hate exploded. That night, Vincent's phone lit up—his company. His boss was raging. "Fix your mess or clean out your desk." Six years of hard work, climbing nonstop—and now, one mistake had it all crashing down. His phone rang again.