Novel & Cerita Wonder Woman Spanked

She had fallen down a rabbit hole, and she was finally understanding what Wonderland looked like. There were several people in the room, but most of them were standing around just watching what was happening. And "what was happening" was a girl was getting fucked, hard. A woman with the most beautiful light-brown skin and hair that almost matched. She had a round butt that was sticking up in the air, and Shamira couldn't get a good look at the face because it was between her shins. The girl was bent in half and her wrists were shackled to her ankles.

She pulls on Hero’s bonds as if they were her lasso and she was Wonder Woman. ”I’m your mistress now, Interviewer! You will have to do exactly what I say, boy, or I will flunk you!” ”No, please professor I’ll do anything... anything. I don’t want to fail your class... I don't want to fail you!” ”Good boy! Now, start sucking my breasts!” Both women have now stripped swiftly and expertly while still sitting on top of him. He can also feel the blowjob/handjob girl maneuvering herself on top of his now enlarged and stiff penis.

I bend her over my desk and spank her and she flinches, “Having regrets?” I ask with a spank, she shakes her head. “Tsk, use words baby”, I say and spank her this time on her pussy and rub the wetness I feel there, she jumps, obviously still tender from what we just did. “Of course I regret, you're my best friend’s man”, she says admits whimpers.

Peeking through one cracked eyelid, I see the remnants of red sparks exploding in a circle in front of me. “Whoa! “Wonder Woman shield! Amazing!” I look at the witch and smile. Now I just need to figure out how to duplicate that result.

There was no fear of getting her pregnant as I was sterile but she was still a stranger — and more remarkably, a woman divorced for infidelity. I spanked her ass again and this time, I could watch it jiggle. It bounced like it was on compression springs, easily one of the most arousing things I had ever seen. I closed the little space between us, pressing my erection hard against her ass, showing her just how bad she had me. A dirty moan ripped from her throat as she raised her ass to meet my cock and they danced with each other, the barrier of lace and rubber barely perceptible. Then a torturous twitch hit my cock, telling me in very clear terms that I couldn’t afford to be outside this wom

I saw the red handprint bloom instantly. "Rick!" she cried out, arching her back, pushing her ass harder into my hand. God, she’s wet. I could smell it now, cutting through the leather scent. She was dripping. "You like that?" I snarled, spanking her again. Harder. SMACK. "You like getting punished for spreading your legs for other men?" SMACK. "Tell me you're sorry," I demanded, my hand stinging, my cock leaking pre-cum into my boxers. "Tell me you belong to me."

I cry out, grabbing at him from behind. “You like that huh? Filthy Whore, you like when I fuck you hard and rough?” His palm connects with my butt cheek and I cry out. This man really is trying to make me see the Moon Goddess. My vision swims as pleasure overwhelms me. I bite into his pillow to keep from screaming the roof down. He spanks me again and another climax washes through me, my muscles tightening, toes curling, back arching. Warm liquid shoots down my back as he taps his cock on my ass before giving me another spank and standing up.

Unable to hold it anymore, I come hard, my belly clenching, my pussy spasming, as I squirt on her tongue and chin. She drinks it, licking through the waves. Then she rises, shedding her lace. She is now naked, her breasts full, her nipples dark, her pussy shaved and glistening. She grabs a strap-on from the nightstand drawer, thick, black, and curved. She buckles it on, stroking lube over it. “On your knees, whore.” I obey, hiking my ass up. She spanks me hard, repeated slaps that turn my skin red and burning.

“Please Alpha, punish me. “She begged like the little whore she was. I pressed her further against the wall and the scent of her arousal thickened. The scent was making my cock rock hard as I began spanking her. “Thank you, Alpha. “She panted and her body writhed each time. Danica thanked me for the punishment. After the tenth spank, Danica's legs were shaking, ready to give out anytime. “Are you ready to be a good little whore?” I asked, tracing my face behind her ear and down her neck.

My Wolf applied a little bit more pressure at her throat. “I—I’m sorry!” she gasped, her heart racing. There was a definite shift in her emotions. She understood. Her fight was gone. He demanded, “Do you submit to your punishment?” “Y—yes, I...submit,” she rasped. Releasing his hold on her neck, he resumed his previous position and continued. Five spankings later, her little pussy lips and butt cheeks were red, and her entire body was shaking. He pushed his thoughts into her mind, “Are you going to touch another male again?”