Women Being Spanked By Men Novels & Stories

When the floor show ended, another man took a woman over his knee and spanked her where he sat. It was a type of spanking Tara had never seen. It wasn’t rushed or done in anger. He would slap her butt cheeks and then rub the red spots that formed with a firm hand. She’d cry out and counted each slap. Moaning in delight as he caressed her intimately. She was panting and begging for more. Thrusting her bum up begging for another slap. It was so intimate that Tara had to look away when his hand disappeared between her bare thighs, and she began cooing in delight and thrusting her hips against his hand.

None of my pack ever believed in BDSM, or have any interest in sex clubs, I heard what they said when this club opened. Running fingers through my hair, i watched a woman who was bent over a spanking bench get her ass tanned, her tender white flesh blushed a nice rouge as the man, her Dom, went at her for some misdemeanor. The scene left my cunt creaming, her skin was dark, and it took a lot for her ass to show any hint of red. I knew as I had been told before, finding a man to become my Master or Dom had put me in some bad situations, the men within my pack didn’t believe in taking a hand or cane to woman, let alone punishing her.

The sound was like a gunshot in this small room and then he struck the other side, spanking me several more times, even harder than the first few. I wanted to struggle, to throw myself forward and escape him, but my fear of falling combined with his hand on my waist kept me firmly in place. I could take this, right? A spanking was a punishment for a child, not a grown woman like me. I’d survive his hand and then his belt just like millions of children before me.

"You might end up more shocked than you think." "Try it and find out." For the next hour, Jasmine flicked through all manner of videos. Most of them involved some form of submissive behaviour on the womans part, and featured things like bondage, spanking, rough sex, choking, spitting, forced orgasms, throat fucking, double penetration, butt plugs, public humiliation, all performed on the woman by a Dominant figure, sometimes males, sometimes females and on a few occasions, both. All of them featured anal.

His wife seemed to be in charge of what was happening and she decided that the teen girl’s pussy should take some punishment. Zoe felt the ball gag being forced back in place and she let out a muffled shriek as she was dragged back to the bed and made to get on her knees. Her head was pushed to the bed and it left her ass sticking up in the air and at the mercy of the couple. The spanking paddle delivered another couple of blows to redden the skin even more and the teen girl moaned as she felt the cock being pushed against her ass cheeks. Mrs. Howard spread them open so that her husband could work his cock between the teen girl’s thighs.

I couldn't help but marvel at how a woman in her late thirties could be so gullible? “I didn't say it like that,” Teresa shrieked, trying to defend herself. “Will you shut up? You said it like that,” Lydia snarled. The security personnels began to randomly slap and punish the women for a couple of minutes before they stopped. “Why did you both fucking do it?” I barked, tired of the blame game they were playing. If they were men, the would have had most of the body parts dismembered by now.

By then, two other women had come into the bathroom, their faces registering surprise as well as something else. Lust. My God, they were turned on by seeing this brute getting ready to spank me. Like some bad little girl. I didn't deserve it! I didn't. I kicked out, catching him in the shins and when he fisted my hair, yanking my head as he leaned over, I could only whimper.

She was just as pissed off as I was. “You’ll see.” I threatened, not sure what I would do yet. I walked away without so much of a glance. If she brought that attitude with her tonight, I’d find a way to punish her. The first thing that came to mind was spanking her, which made me roll my eyes at myself. Spanking a woman is hardly a punishment for either party and always leads to sex. If she had proof of my handprint on her ass, that contract would be broken in no time, and I’d have to pay up without getting anything out of it.

Two of his men stood behind the lounge chair, their face emotionless and body prepared to take out any form of threat to their boss. The room reeked of cigar and the tables were flaunted white substances that I didn’t have to be told what they are. He was in the middle of squeezing one of the women’s breast when one of his men whispered to him. He looked up at me and smirked. “Ahhh…she’s here” he said. He then gave the women flanked him by his sides, pecks on their lips and spanking them on their butt. My skin crawled with irritation. “Leave us” he directed at the women and they obeyed immediately, sashaying past me and out the door.

Go home to your wives, I have no use for you here. The pain and disappointment in her quiet voice cut them deeply, they knew they had been wrong, that her private life was no concern of theirs and she was right, they had seen Ricardo openly using other women. He had even taken the guards to the BDSM club before they had married and they had not thought badly of him when they discovered that he kept not one, but two Subs here who gladly did whatever he wanted them to. They had been sat in his private lounge while the two women, both naked and wearing his collars, had pleasured him. They had not given it a second thought because he had provided women who had willingly pleasured them at the sam