Thigh Spanking Novels & Stories

Now do as I ask spread your legs so I can see your dripping pussy. Tegan tried to get off his knee, she was furious with him, ‘Hadn’t he humiliated her enough?’ Her thoughts bounced around her brain like pinballs in a machine, she was so confused, ‘How could she be so wet, the damn man had just spanked her ass and she had hated it, hadn’t she?’ Killian growled deeply, angry with her continuing disobedience, ‘I will not ask you again little mate, did you enjoy it so much that you wish me to repeat the spanking?’

“Now time for your punishment, tigress.” And he didn’t waste a second as his palm came down with a hard swat on my arse. I squeezed my eyes shut as pain bloomed. He striked again, making me wince and whimper. “Mouth to me again and I will gag you.” He threatened as he slapped my arse cheek one by one. I could feel the blood rushing to the surface and how my arse caught fire from his spanking.

He orders in a gentle tone, slightly smacking my inner thighs, causing me to splay my legs for him. “Good girl.” He remarks, rubbing my clit inside the water in a teasing motion. “Now tell me, will you tease your husband?” He asks, directly spanking between my thighs, causing me to jump and shut my legs. “Keep your legs open for your husband, Grace.” He parts my legs, grabbing my thighs. “Now, if they get close, I’ll tie you up and spank your little pussy until it turns sore.” His warning sends a direct twitch between my thighs.

But I was no match to his strength. "What the hell are doing? Stop beating me, dammit!" SMACK! "Aagh!" "It's called spanking. My usual go-to is ten with the tawse or cane on bare ass, but for you, I would amend it a little. You will get five of my best with my bare hand and over the dress. Stop wriggling now," he told me in a smooth voice. Ten...five. What was he talking about? The jumbled thoughts were cut short when the third slap hit the fleshy-thigh on my left, harder than the previous two. The last two on alternate cheeks intensified pain and burn I hadn't experienced before.

Maverick ignored me, spanking my ass so hard it felt like it was on fire. Could someone die from a spanking? I was sure I would as his paddle-like hand came down again and again on my backside. I screamed, cried, and begged, all to no avail. When he moved to my thighs, I screamed louder. “Please, Maverick , I’ll be good, I swear. A particularly hard swat landed on my thighs, and I cried out, no longer able to hold back the tears. “You will address me as Sir or Daddy while you are getting your spanking, is that clear?”He orders. His words sounded so dirty that instead of crying out, I let out a pitiful moan. Maverick changed his spanks to land at the crease of my thighs and ass.

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…"

His swats were harder than Edith's and hurt a lot more making me struggle and begin to push with my feet against the floor to try and move away from my spanking. It was all Edith could do to hold me down across her lap, as she leaned on my back, while her husband spanked my sore ass. She finally told him to go get her hair brush and the lubricant, as I felt the spanking end, and I stopped my feet while Bill pulled my head up off of his lap by my hair while he stood up. The cheeks of my ass were burning as I felt Edith's hand caressing them as she told me more softly,

y dripping down her thighs. “On your knees, baby girl.” She dropped instantly, thighs spreading, ass pushed back. The sight of her obedience made my blood burn. I brought my palm down hard on her round ass. Smack. “You scared the fuck out of me today,” I growled, spanking her again, harder. Her ass jiggled beautifully, turning pink under my hand. “You let someone else touch what’s mine.” Kira cried out, pushing back for more, even throwing her head back. I gave her ten brutal spanks until her ass glowed red and she was sobbing, p.u.s.s.y leaking onto the floor beneath her.

I slapped her ass again, underhanded this time and spanking where her butt met her thigh, making her jump a little. "Tom," she said, a little more sternly.

My walls pulsed around his thick cock, milking him as my thighs shook violently. He didn’t slow down. Instead, he flipped me over onto my hands and knees with ease. “Good girl,” he praised, spanking my ass hard. The sting made me moan again. He thrust back in from behind, even deeper now. “Fuck, this ass looks incredible bouncing on my cock.”