Thigh Spanking Novels & Stories

"That way you wouldn't pay much attention to it... Not that it makes it hurt any less, if anything it would have hurt for longer." He reasoned which Sean didn't seem to believe and tried to argue… ​"But—!" SPANK. Before he could speak his soft, fluffy, round ass cheek was met with the rough palm of Alexander. The sound was sharp and violent, a meaty crack that echoed off the red-tinted walls of the suite. Alexander didn’t just slap his ass. He put the full weight of his supernatural strength behind his open palm, slamming it squarely against the center of Sean’s tensed, muscular ass cheek and spanking it hard.

"I love men that can exhibit a high level of pain tolerance." I give a series of slaps with the vampire paddle, evenly distributing each whack across both butt cheeks. I increase the force gradually until I hear him let out a grunt, which is when I know I have reached the threshold of his pain tolerance. This encourages me to keep spanking him with that same amount of force and more grunts escape his mouth. I spank his thighs, back, legs, and feet, and in response, he tosses around slightly and groans quietly. Satisfied for a bit I stop spanking him and say, "Now face up."

Her heart hammered, pussy clenching emptily at the threat, shame twisting into illicit thrill. Liam's dark side unleashed. He flipped her onto her stomach effortlessly, yanking her hips up ass-high, knees spread wide on the rumpled sheets. The first spank landed hard palm cracking her pale cheek, the sting blooming hot fire that made her yelp, skin jiggling. "Count them, wife. And beg for your fantasies." Smack..two, three..each harder, alternating cheeks until they glowed crimson, the heat radiating inward, pussy dripping anew onto the mattress. "Four please, spank me harder! Five tie me up!" He paused, rummaging the nightstand her silk scarf became wrists bound to headboard, tight enough t

I started fucking her hard in deep, powerful strokes, my hips slapping against her ass. “Fuck… take it,” I groaned, spanking her right cheek hard. The sound echoed. “Take your target’s cock like the dirty little spy you are.” I spanked her again, harder, as I thrust deep. Her pussy clenched around me with every slap. I kept pounding into her, one hand fisting her hair while the other delivered firm spanks to her jiggling ass. “Yes… harder, sir!” she moaned, pushing back to meet every thrust.

“Such a naughty girl… coming to my penthouse in the middle of the night, dripping wet, begging me to fuck you while my son is away.” Smack! Smack! Smack! Three more firm spanks landed in quick succession, turning my ass a bright, burning pink. Each slap echoed through the penthouse, mixing with the sound of rain lashing against the windows. The sting bloomed into heat that shot straight to my clit. “I’m sorry—” I whimpered, even as I pushed my ass back toward him, silently begging for more. “No, you’re not,” he said, chuckling darkly. “You’re soaked. Look at this pretty little pussy dripping down your thighs because your boyfriend’s dad is spanking you.”

Jasmine lie over his lap for her spanking. “Open your legs.”He ordered.”As wide as you can.” She gulped and did as he said. He pulled his hand back and slapped her hard between her legs. She howled and instinctively closed the gap between her thighs. “Open up.”He said,softly.”The sooner you do as you’re told,the soon this will be over.” She was shaking and dreading the next blow but she opened her legs. He hit her again and she squealed but she forced herself not to close her legs.

I kept my mouth shut, defiant in my silence. That earned me a sharp sting as he smacked the back of my thighs. “Ouch!” I cried out, the sound escaping my lips before I could stop it. “I was speaking to someone, wasn’t I?” He pressed, punctuating each word with another smack, switching between my thighs and the curve of my rear. “I’ll talk—I’ll talk!” I cried, twisting against his hold but his hand didn’t relent. I struggled against him, but his grip was unyielding, and the spanking was relentless. My chest heaved, heart pounding with a mix of anger and helplessness.