You Need A Spanking Novels & Stories

"I'm not some little girl." As I unfastened my belt, she ground her ass against me, causing me to suck in a breath in an attempt to control my insatiable lust. Flashes of light danced before my eyes, the vivid colors intensifying the pounding in my head. I had never wanted her as intensely as I did in that moment. "If you behaved, I wouldn't have to treat you like a child. However, until you learn, I will administer a firm and punishing spanking every time you defy me."

"I want your ass up in the air as you take your punishment." I swallowed, trying to ignore the ache between my thighs. When I spoke, it was barely above a whisper. "What punishment?" "Ten spanks," He stepped aside, gesturing at the bed. "Fifteen if you're not on that bed in a minute." I glanced at the door. I should leave. I should flip him off and tell him this was all just a stupid mistake and it had to end. The throbbing in my pussy felt unbearable at the thought of him spanking me.

The desk creaked under us as pleasure built inside me. We moved to the living room next. I bent over the antique couch and begged again. “Spank me first. Make my ass red then fuck me from behind. I need it rough today.” His palm landed on my soft rear with sharp smacks. “You are such a greedy girl,” he said while spanking me. “Begging your ex-boyfriend’s father to ruin you.”

He whispered huskily and spanked me so hard that I arched my back. "Oh yes…hard." I begged. My inner muscles were already clenching at our physical contact and him spanking me that hard was not helping at all. It was making me drip wet down there and there was a familiar itchy feeling. I needed to feel him down there. I wanted his hot cock to destroy my pussy while he spanked me hard. "Punish me." I uttered while keeping eye contact with him. "Punish me hard." I emphasized.

“Come on, Daddy. You don’t wanna spank Elle. Elle is cute.” “She is. She’s also trouble. Come.” He crooked his finger at her. When she got to him, he stripped off her shorts and panties, then tipped her over his lap. “Now, do you know why you’re being spanked?” “Because Daddy enjoys spanking my butt?” she asked. “No. Well, yes. But Daddy is doing this because you were naughty and disobeyed me.” Slap! Slap! Slap! “You could have hurt yourself.” Smack! Smack! Smack!

I directed when I helped her get into position. “Obedience bench? Does that mean I will be spanked first?” she asked as her arousal began to perfume the room. “The spanking combined with the vibrations of the balls inside you will bring you great pleasure. There’s just one rule aside from using your safe word if it becomes too much for you to handle,” I warned. “What rule is that?” she asked, already a little breathy.

Nova POV. Brattiness is not my thing, my bum stands witness to that, I ended up being punished through the day ending up with a spanking. That was last week, ever since I decided to act like a good puppy, not wanting to have a round two of having all my privilege taken and corner time and a spanking. Spankies should be banned from hell, aren't we in a bad enough place why add another punishment, maybe that's how daddy punishes the souls that end up here.

“Breeding she-wolves need to feel their mate’s dominance more than anyone else.” The word “spanking” echoes in my mind, almost as if it’s some foreign term from another language. I know exactly what it means, but it seems impossible that I could truly be in this predicament. I’ve known plenty of punishments in my time, but none like this. None from someone who actually cares about me, and none that excite me despite my better judgment.

I will be the only one to ever see her like this. There are no traces of arousal on her dark pink folds, but that is going to change. A good spanking will have her dripping and begging me to take her. I remove my trousers and underwear. My cock is already semi hard. It has been in a constant state of semi hard since I took care of her yesterday. Not even jerking off one time last night and two times this morning has helped. The only thing that will help is fucking her. How many times I need to fuck her is still unknown but one time wont be enough. I step up behind her and place my hand lightly on her butt. “I will spank you, twenty times, and you have to count. If you miss a number we start

“All right! I get it! I’ll never go to a club again!” I stopped spanking, resting my hand on her ass. “Bailey, this isn’t about you going to a club. It’s not even about going to a club that caters to kink.” “It’s not? Then why in the hell are you spanking me?”