You Need A Spanking Mga Nobela at Kwento

My butt is bare to him , except for the small area my underwear covers. "Now kitten , I am going to spank you 10 times so I want you to be a good girl for daddy and count each time I spank you and say 'Thank you daddy' okay?" I bury my face in the blankets , as I feel so exposed to him - but I like it. "Answer!" he yells , making me almost jump off his lap but he held me down to him. I nod my head agreeing to him but apparently that was not good enough for him.

I gasped. “Chill out. The fly swatter was used solely for potty training and deterrence of shoe-eating. Plus, there is nothing wrong with a swift tap on the ass for discipline. Spare the rod, you spoil the child. It’s in the Bible, look it up if you don’t believe me.” “I just don’t believe that you have to spank your child to get them to obey. I was never spanked growing up.” “And now look at you, banging your young, hot, barely legal neighbor. Maybe if you got spanked a time or two in your life then you would have a little self-control.”

He said sternly and I instantly complied. "I'll spank your pussy ten times and if any shout or moan comes out of your mouth or you close your leg, I will add five more extra spanks. So it will be better if you control your shouts and stay still." He warned me sternly, rubbing my clit with his thumb. Ohh god, how will I control myself from moaning? It's a very difficult punishment for me. Holy fuck!

He yanked my panty down, making me gasp. “Just your normal red, yellow, and green will do for now. Red if you want me to stop, yellow if you want me to slow down but also continue, and green for me to go ahead. I want you to count each spanking I give and don't forget to say, sir. Do you understand?” I nodded my head, bracing myself for the impact. It still came as a surprise for me, enough to make me forget that I was supposed to count. I almost messed up, but I said it as soon as I remembered.

he questioned. “Can’t we just skip the spanking? It must be about three in the morning,” I whined. My clit pulsed petulantly, and my lips formed a sulky pout. “It’s nearer four, and you can never skip a spanking,” he said. “You’ll never learn if we don’t administer punishments every time you do something wrong. So far today you’ve been caught sneaking around, gone behind my back, and lied to me. It’s something we need to address. So, what’s it to be, Lois? If you don’t choose quickly, I’ll pick for you.” “Is this going to hurt?” I whispered.

I don't want to end up on the floor! "Calm down, baby." Noah cooed. "I see your mind running a mile a minute. I need you to get out of your head. Just feel and be present with me. Here and now. Can you at least try, baby girl?" I nodded and quickly corrected myself. That got me a playful spank on the bottom. Noah didn't use spanking as a punishment because he knows how much I enjoy it. If it's a turn on, it shouldn't be a punishment. That's teaching 101, don't give treats for bad or unwanted behavoir.

Yeah, yeah. I know you want to get to the part where I have sex with Jackson but it’s important that I go through things how they happen. I’ll be quick, though. See, that spanking is a really significant thing because it changes everything for me. I mean, sure, some of that has to do with the simple fact that I now understand there are consequences but that’s not the sum total. I mean, I also can just stop at any time.

Oscar I wasn't really mad anymore, but she didn't need to know that. I would never touch her in anger. That was a big no-no for a Dom. She'd chosen the wooden paddle and I would need her on her feet, bent over the edge of the bed. The wood was thick and long, kinda like me (hehe), so I wanted to make sure that I got her butt cheeks. The fattiest areas were best for this device. I didn't want to mistakenly hit her back, which I wouldn't, but I wanted to be safe. This was her first punishment and her first real spanking. Twenty licks was a lot too, but I couldn't go easy on her. She put herself in danger by leaving and going to his house, even if he wasn't there.

"Well then why don't you lie over my lap and lift up your skirt." I rolled over his knees and looked over at the guys as I pulled the skirt up over my firm round ass. "OK, I am going to spank you now, but I need your help. Daddy sometimes has trouble remembering how many times he has paddled you, so I want you to count out each one up to five." "Yes, daddy." He raised up his right hand and swung it down over my exposed flesh. I yelped "One." Again he swung down, this time on my left cheek. "Two."

I nodded and he spanked my ass hard, I gasped. “That’s for nodding, use your word slut.” He said spanking me hard this time causing a thrill to run through me. “ one.” I moan breathlessly, grabbing the bedsheet tighter. “Good girl.” He said " Spank again, harder this time, I bit my hand to stop myself from screaming, another hard spank landed on my ass, “That’s for trying to muffle your moan, I want to hear you scream the whole house down.” My pussy was drenched with need by the time he was done spanking me.