Wonder Woman Spanked Novels & Stories

I had barely registered the words when his palm connected harshly with my ass cheek, but to my surprise, the sting only lasted a second, and was replaced with a wave of pleasure when he caressed the spot he hit. “One,” I closed my eyes tightly to hold back a moan. “You’re never going to let any man touch you.” Slap. “Two,” my body shook as my pussy clenched tightly. “Your body is mine!” Slap. “Three,” I said breathlessly. I had never experienced being spanked by a man before, and most definitely didn’t believe I would be si turned on by it. “You’re mine!” He growled. “Slap!” “Fuck….four,” I moaned, and by the time he got to ten, I was a moaning mess, and my juice was dripping down my thighs.

I wiggle again so he slaps me again, a bit harder this time. “You fucking like that don’t you, Petal? You love your ass being spanked like a naughty girl don’t you?” His voice is hoarse, deep, gravelly it’s a damn turn on that is for sure. I nod. I’ve never been spanked before during sex, it’s something I always thought was a bit out there, kinky a bit you know, perverse but his hand contacting my ass and the slapping noise, leaving a sting where he has been, it turns me on. My nipples feel as if they want to be bitten and sucked. I take one hand from underneath supporting me and begin to play with my nipples, squeezing them hard, rolling the beads between my thumb and forefinger as he inche

I don’t know what pushes me but I kneel at the edge of the bed behind her, spank…again and again and again. As more fluid splurges out of her vulva, I batter her with the heel of my palm. “Grind on it.” I command with a rough voice and harsh breath. Slowly, oh…so slowly, Vera starts brushing her squirting pussy over my palms. She cries as she does so…giving me more squirt. I’ve been with so many women…fucked them…tease them but none has been this responsive. With just a mild touch and Vera is already responding.

Her voice rose impatiently as she tested his grip on her wrists by trying to pull one arm away. His fingers tightened, keeping her hands where they were. "Patience is a virtue, sugar. Her entire body shuddered with desire at those words. The feeling of being at the mercy of someone physically much larger than herself, along with his casual words of dominance, made her clit throb with need. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of helplessness. That same feeling was one of the things she loved about getting spanked. His fingers trailed up to her right breast again, but a few seconds later, a quick smack to the side of her upper thigh made her gasp with surprise. Her eyes flew open to seek

Turned the knob and pushed it open. I froze, my eyes widening A woman—bare and naked, legs spread wide over Mason's cock. She rode him with passion while his hands gripped her ass, spanking her hard enough to echo. Her moans filled the room. My breath caught in my throat. He tilted his head and saw me. "Harder, you bitch" he growled, spanking her again while his eyes locked on mine. He winked. "Wanna join?" Tears blurred my vision. I ran.

She should be. “Hands up,” I order, taking off her top and pulling out soft restraints. She obeys, and I bind her wrists to the headboard, leather firm against her skin. Her body arches, already trembling. I spank her thigh, sharp enough to make her yelp. “You’re not gonna move unless I say so.” “Inker…” she whispers, breathless. “Daddy,” I correct, pulling a new vibrator from the box—a slim, humming wand. I click it on low, the vibration filling the silence between us.

Don't worry, when I come back, I'll bring a gift for both of you. — If you go and don't come back with my sombrero and a bottle of very spicy pepper, you know we'll have a huge problem. I'll make you work for another fifty years with me," a male voice appeared in the lobby. Coming out of the employee elevator, a man in an unbuttoned suit, a backpack on his shoulder, and a wonderful woody perfume that could be smelled from a distance, his calm tone of voice sounded like thunder, and he was completely different from what Catherine could expect from someone working there. He was tall, probably about six feet tall, strong, his hair was tied up in a bun on top of his head, a lumberjack-style bear

The force I applied causes her to slip, and she lands on her elbow, gasping from both shock and pain but I do not let her go. Her cavern is wet and constricted, making absolutely no space for my manhood within her. She is just too tight. I pull out and slam my rock-hard cock into her again, my thrust growing faster and faster, stretching her to the limit. Her whole body shakes and she groans. The drug Wanda fed her has her in heat, she is wet and slick with lust. Good, I like it that way.

Her fingers itched to slide under the hem of her sleep shorts to ease the unbearable ache building between her legs. “Ohhh fuck, yes!” the woman cried, her voice breaking as another flurry of slaps rang out. He was spanking her hard. Madeline could hear the crack of his palm on bare flesh. She could clearly hear the ragged sound of the woman’s pleasure as she took it. “You love that?” he growled. His voice was sharp and merciless. “You like how I spank this perfect ass while I wreck your hungry pussy?” The woman responded with a long, shuddering wail that made Madeline’s breath catch in her throat again.

Wendy’s POV It took every ounce of my self-control not to ride the vibrator against the bed. But his instructions had been clear. He wanted my ass in the air. I was tempted to do it even more at the thought of getting spanked again, but he could punish me by denying my orgasm again, and that was a pain I wasn’t prepared to bring upon myself. My body trembled as the intensity of the vibrations increased. Damien must have taken the remote as well.