Wonder Woman Spanked Novels & Stories

It looked like a Playboy convention. Some of the outfits were so incredibly sexy; they even made my wife's costume look tame. One girl was dressed as Wonder Woman in a costume so thin you could see the outline of long hard nipples pressing against the thin material. My favorite thing about her costume was it was so tight you could see the material pressing up her pussy and that she was definitely shaved. One of my favorite costumes was a pirate, worn by a girl with huge breasts that kept trying to get out of the top. It was so low cut that it just barely covered the nipple. The whole back of her top was open and I could just see the crack of her ass.

William trailed a finger down my neck, between my breasts and down to the crotchless area between my thighs making me moan as he pushed on my clit. “I can see why you picked this, there is barely enough fabric to ruin wth cream. What does the back look like?” William said, kissing each nippled before placing his hands on my hips and turning me around. Two thin sheer bits a fabric covered a very small part of each butt cheek and lead to the front. Giving access to both ass and vagina at the same time. Williams unable to help himself, began kissing my back as he squeezed and spanked my ass. Almost instinctively, I bent over his leg slightly giving him better access to spank me.

"A spanking on her bare ass. I'll probably do it in front of other slaves so they see what happens if a slave is disobedient." Julia bent down and started nibbling on her pouting labia, licking up her slit and then sucking on her nubbin while sawing two fingers in and out of her leaking pussy. Rhonda was gasping, straining, knowing she was fighting a losing battle. "Please let me cum, Wendy. I'm begging you, let me cum. I'll lick your cunt to six orgasms, please."

She started to feel hot and thought maybe it was because of the wine. Allana washed her body with the unopened rose-scented soap she took at the counter, then when she was done, she went out of the room and dried her hair with the blow drier in the drawer. She didn’t know what had gotten into her and her eyes unconsciously landed on the black metal thing, she placed the blow drier down and took the lipstick-shaped vibrating thing. Taking a deep heavy breath, Allana sat on the chair and turned the vibrator on before she started to place it on her arm, then slowly moved to her breast.

When she shook her head, he started the punishment. Sharp spanks landed directly on her dripping pussy, wet, stinging slaps that made her scream and jerk in the restraints. He followed it with a powerful vibrating wand pressed hard against her clit on maximum speed. The intense buzzing made her eyes roll back as she thrashed. “Oh fuck— Daddy, please!” she cried, hips bucking desperately. He edged her over and over — wand, fingers, tongue, crop on her tits and thighs — bringing her right to the brink and yanking her back each time. Her juices and the mixed cum ran freely down her legs.

As soon as I nod, another spank lands. I squirm against the desk as Rhys spanks me over and over, saying nothing while taking out his frustration on my ass. Every time his palm lands, my body jolts, sending electricity through my core. My boobs are pressed against the cold, hard surface of his desk, craving the warmth of his touch. When I feel him trying to nudge my panties aside, I shuffle to stop him. If he knew how turned on I am from what he thinks is punishment, I’d die in embarrassment.

She said, "Don't worry about it. Look all you want. It's not like I'm going to lose anything." She really didn't care. She was showing off her smooth legs right in front of me and letting me stare all I wanted. I smiled back and said, "You're really something. Those are the prettiest legs I've ever seen." And just like that, we started chatting back and forth. It turned out that her name was Lauren Ward. She had a boyfriend, but he could never satisfy her. Every time they were together, he would be done after just a few moments. The more frustrated Lauren became, the more she craved release, so she started using toys to take care of herself.

With a slow, firm movement, he opens my bra, which slides down my arms and Dom pulls it off at once. “Arms back”, his hoarse voice demands. I obey, bringing my wrists together behind me, my body surrendered, every cell on alert. He holds my arms tightly, wrapping the fabric in strong knots, one on top of the other, leaving me immobile. I try to move my arms, but I can't. My breathing becomes more anxious, the room shrinks with the tension that passes from me to him. Dom turns me face down on the bed, my face sunk into the comforter, and then he puts a pillow under my belly, raising my hips. I swallow, eager for what's to come, sweaty, hot and horny. His fingers gently caress my ass before my

he said warmly, “but good girls still need discipline.” He began spanking me, landing swats across my breasts, inner thighs, and my swollen pussy. Each slap made me jerk and moan loudly. The pain bloomed into heat that went straight to my clit. Ms. Voss turned on a powerful wand vibrator and pressed it firmly against my clit while he continued spanking. The combination made me groan and writhe against the ropes while they edged me like there was no tomorrow. Every time I got close, they pulled the vibrator away and stopped spanking, leaving me trembling and pleading with random nosies.

Jackson commanded the fine white woman as he made the chains rattle from the savage pace he was fucking her. "Oooooohhhhhhhhhh!!! Please!!! OOOoooooohhhhh! Fuck me!!! AHhhhhhhHHhhh!! MASTER!!!" she screamed as she was once again pounded by a black cock and her body was aching with pain and discomfort, yet she still climaxed as he yanked her hair back and marked his dominance over the body that he owned. SPANK!