Strict Spanking Stories Novels & Stories

A few minutes in the corner for sneaking an extra cookie without asking—Daddy Grant standing behind her with arms crossed, voice gentle but firm: “Hands on head, nose to the wall, little one. Think about why we have rules.” A light hand spanking from Daddy Cole for sassing during a board game—“Oh yeah? Well, I am gonna win anyway!”—followed by ten quick swats over her panties and immediate cuddles on the couch, his laughter in her ear as he rubbed the sting away. But nothing serious. Nothing that involved all three Daddies at once. Nothing that left her truly breathless and repentant. Until the day she decided to really brat. It was a beautiful sunny Saturday in early fall—the kind of day ma

Kira complained in her mind. “Are you insane! He spanked my butt in front of all those men! It was humiliating!” She snapped back. “Oh don’t be such a softie... it wasn’t even painful— besides you were being stubborn so he had to set an example of you in front of his men so that they won’t lose respect for him.” “I don’t care if— wait! Hold up!...if you know he punished me because I was stubborn, then why are you encouraging me to rebel and be stubborn again? You know he will spank us again!”

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

I say and try to keep my tears at bay, but I can't. The spanking continued, and I liked it at first, but every time I stopped counting, he had to start all over again, and there was only a little my bum could bear. By the time I was able to count to 15 for each ass cheek without stopping. I had cried a rainfall in his room, and my ass hurt like hell.

He urges me to answer him with another slap that earns him a louder whimper from me. "Y-Yes, d-daddy!" I cry out. "And bad girls should be punished!" Saying that, he slaps once again on my untouched ass and I cannot help but grip the sheets tight underneath me. My stomach pressed tight against his thigh. "Now count!" He orders with another slap but I cannot. I whimper, tears burning my eyes. "Julie, I won't stop until I complete spanking you ten times, so count like a good girl because my spanks matter only when you count them; I won't stop until I reach ten!"

Smirking I continue to take her in and gently caress her often as my pants get extremely tight. "Stand up" I tell her firmly. She immediately complies but still submissive. "How long have you known about this Babygirl?" I asked "a week daddy" she answers quietly "oh you naughty girl you kept this from us for that long? You know what that means... that's right baby you're getting punished." I sit down on the bed looking at what she's laid out and I'm excited. "Come here and lay across my lap now ass up" I tell her firmly. She quickly moves across my lap as I lift up the bottom of her skirt noticing her lack of panties and that she's already dripping out. "Okay baby I need you to pick a number

"Yeah! And I'm damn serious right now." Oh, God! He very well knows that how to control a woman. That's why he is a Dom, Stupid! "Now you didn't tell me the rule and broke that rule also. Now I'll spank your pussy five times for not telling me the rule from your mouth and give you five extra spanks for breaking that rule. So, I'll spank you ten times." He told me and I pouted at him "But I love to do that." I said sadly.

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 took a decision that day, I took my life into my hands and walk on the path of success. "I didn't know you had an accident." I said softly. "It was better that way." He buttoned up. "Were you uh.. Spanked?" "No, at times spanking does not solve everything, it just help you to be more open, I wanted to lash you so bad, like 30 strokes but I change my mind. You weren't open, you weren't ready to listen, you didn't understand, you thought I was trying to control your life like some intruder, spanking might only make it worst, that was why I gave you ten strokes it help cool off your mind. At every point in life you must know what decision to take the hard way or the easy way. If I had spank y

Michal continues his pleasurable punishment while massaging my core and spanking me. It gets harder and harder to concentrate and my counts come out more of a moan than actual words. After Michal gets to the fifteenth spanking he rubs my backside with some lotion. The cool feeling of the lotion is refreshing to my backside but also stings at the same time. After he is done applying the lotion he raises me up to we’re I’m straddling him and smacks his lips to mine in a mind blowing kiss. A flood is automatically opening up between my legs and I try to close them. Until Michal’s stern voice rings out in the room. “ Keep them open, baby girl. I'm not fine with you yet.”