Novel & Cerita Strict Spanking Stories

Tears of humiliation and pain streaming down my face ,I never thought I'd be in this situation just for one f"cking dinner ,I would have gone with him atleast it was better than being spanked by him ,he didn't show my any mercy this time he continued spanked me and I am helplessly counting with him Two sob left my mouth due to pain Th..three Fou..four I am wailing by now ,this is too much,I'll never forgive him for this Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten He didn't stop even now max please st...stop it I can't take it *spank* breathe stuck in my throat ,he didn't even let me finish You didn't count this one ,count if you don't want me to start from one! And another spank eleven .. .. .. .. .. .. .

“Tell me what a lying slut you are.” “I’m a slut!” she screamed, the bed shuddering with their motion. “A lying slut who tricked you just to get your cock in my ass!” “Good girl,” he praised, his hand coming down to smack her ass again, the sting mingling with the internal burn. He fucked her harder, his hips slamming into her with brutal force. The sounds were obscene—the slap of skin, his grunts, her choked cries. The whiskey bottle on the desk rattled.

My 47 year old mother is going to marry this month so she wanted me to go home and help her prepare for her wedding. Of course I wanted her to be happy. But then, I haven’t even met her boyfriend. I don’t know if he’s good or what, and now they are going to marry that easily? They just met last month as what mom said! Oh god. Too much pain in the ass that I wanted it to be fucked right now. “Lower your voice, damn it. Someone might hear you!” He muttered then spanked my butt so hard I moaned again. I don’t really think he cares about the crowd, if ever someone passes by and saw us fucking then congrats to them, they have a beautiful show to watch.

Grant grinned and groaned softly, his eyes were full of desire. He carried me up suddenly, my back pressed against the wall of the shower. His strong hands held my ass firmly as he kissed my neck slowly, sucking on my skin. Then he moved down to my breasts and sucked my big breasts hard, licking and biting my nipples gently. “D…daddy..” “Say, thank you!” He ordered, spanking my ass making me yelp. “Thank you, daddy.” I gave him a slutty smile as I bit my lower lip.

“You hyper focused on the bondage and discipline and the sadism and masochism, so you’ve forgotten the core of it is dominance and submission, which takes on many different forms. You only know what you think your limits could be, not what they actually are. I’m not throwing you in the deep end.” I mulled over his words. Isaac was - as usual - correct, which annoyed me. The kinks I read about sounded fun, but come to think of it, most of the stories depicted girls with no experience withstanding an extreme number of spankings with multiple implements, gags, and shibari knots right off the bat. It was unrealistic. I curled into Isaac’s side. His arms immediately wrapped around me, providing m

I say, I know that's what spanking is, but I don't like it. "Slaps on the bum are the definition of spanking, and that's exactly what naughty littles don't they?" he asks me but I shake my head no, trying to wipe my tears. "I'll tell you what if my little baby calms down and agrees to talk to me, I'll order you some nuggies," he says, nuggies aren't bad, I love those, but I don't want to talk. "Nu talking," I say, but then I add, "Me eat nuggies," I demand.

he said. “Are you serious?” I asked, unsure of what was happening. Grant snapped the belt, and furrowed his brow. Katie and I did as we were told, too scared to disobey him. We both pulled down our pants, showcasing our thong underwear. “Those are cute. Aren’t they boys?” he asked. When Eric tried answering him, he shushed him and snapped his belt. I’d never been spanked in my life, and felt myself tensing up at the proposition.

a scream escaped from her throat as Zarun spanked her butt hard "Zarry! What are you doing?" Zeenat asked him trying to get up from Zarun's lap but he did not let her go "Uh oh princess, you can not get up not before I am done with your punishment. Now be a good girl and take your punishment. When I spank you, you will count and say sorry Daddy and yes If you miss saying it or miss counting then I will Start from one. I will spank your both butt cheeks 10 times so total 20 times, And at the end I promise you to give a pleasurable gift if you behave like a good girl. Am I clear my princess? "Zarun asked and Zeenat just laid there shocked and bewildered

I moan and squirm as he handles me. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask. He opens his eyes and swats my bare bottom. “I told you how I feel about that language,” he says. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask again. He turns me around. He pushes me against the wall of the shower. “You need discipline,” he says. His hard cock is pressing against me. He begins spanking my bottom hard. It feels so good. I am going to be a brat from now on. I cannot help but moan as he swats my ass over and over.

A finger, slick with my own juices, pressed against the puckered hole and rubbed slow circles. I whimpered loudly, overwhelmed by all the unfamiliar touches while the spanking continued. Master Viktor picked up a thin, wicked-looking rattan cane from the table. He tapped it lightly against my burning ass. “Twenty strokes,” he announced. “You will count each one out loud. If you miss a count, we start over.” The first stroke landed with a sharp whistle and a fiery line of pain across both cheeks. I cried out, my body jerking against the cuffs. “One!” I gasped.