BDSM Naughty

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"Yes Sir." It was barely audible. "I’ve been a slutty girl, will you please spank me?"
I pointed over to a bare wall. “Go over there and stand up against it. Take the paddle with you. She gingerly bent down to get the paddle and slowly crawled over to the wall. She began raising herself up.
I got out of the chair and walked over to her.
She was leaning against the wall, her hands flat up against it. She turned her head to look at me I told her to turn around as I grabbed the paddle out of her hands. I pressed her shoulders up against the wall, flattening her breasts out as I did. She stayed like that. Her ballet boots were about six inches from the wall. “Pull your feet out further. I want two feet between the toe of that boot and the wall.” Slowly, she complied. “Stick that slutty ass out. Farther….farther…Ok.”
She was now slightly bent, her back in a terrific arch as her breasts were compressed by the wall. Her feet were as far apart as the chain would allow. Her short skirt had ridden up her ass, giving me a terrific target. I examined her panties. They were soaked.
I caressed her ass with the paddle as I asked. “How many swats do you think you deserve?”
She thought about it for a few moments, trying to come up with a number that would please me.
"Ummm, fifteen?"
"You think you only deserve fifteen swats for fucking the door handle like some street whore?"
"Twenty?"
"You think you deserve twenty?"
"Yes Sir."
"Twenty hard swats for allowing your cunt to have so much control over your actions."
"Yes Sir."
"Keep that ass out." I caressed her ass a few more moments, then quickly swung.
She cried out and jerked forward, but immediately stuck her ass back out. Without provocation, she began counting. “One.” She shouted.
SWAP! “Two!”
SWAP “Three!”……….
I finished all twenty. She was sobbing, but throughout it all, she would always position her ass to meet the paddle. Not once did I have to have remind her to stick her ass out. She counted every single stroke, even though I hadn’t told her too.
I didn’t know if she did this because she wanted to please me, or if she genuinely believed she deserved to have her slutty ass paddled. I suspected that it was a little of both. Her shame and anguish served to make her feel the need for the pain I brought her. It was very genuine, I felt. She had wanted it.
I threw the paddle on the floor as she leaned up against the wall sobbing. Once again, I was very glad I had bought the water proof makeup. She would have big black streams of mascara running down her face if it was regular makeup. I told her to put the paddle up and go make me some breakfast as I returned to my seat. She finally gathered herself and crawled out of the room, clutching the paddle.
Passage from My Lucky Life 
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"Yes Sir." It was barely audible. "I’ve been a slutty girl, will you please spank me?"

I pointed over to a bare wall. “Go over there and stand up against it. Take the paddle with you. She gingerly bent down to get the paddle and slowly crawled over to the wall. She began raising herself up.

I got out of the chair and walked over to her.

She was leaning against the wall, her hands flat up against it. She turned her head to look at me I told her to turn around as I grabbed the paddle out of her hands. I pressed her shoulders up against the wall, flattening her breasts out as I did. She stayed like that. Her ballet boots were about six inches from the wall. “Pull your feet out further. I want two feet between the toe of that boot and the wall.” Slowly, she complied. “Stick that slutty ass out. Farther….farther…Ok.”

She was now slightly bent, her back in a terrific arch as her breasts were compressed by the wall. Her feet were as far apart as the chain would allow. Her short skirt had ridden up her ass, giving me a terrific target. I examined her panties. They were soaked.

I caressed her ass with the paddle as I asked. “How many swats do you think you deserve?”

She thought about it for a few moments, trying to come up with a number that would please me.

"Ummm, fifteen?"

"You think you only deserve fifteen swats for fucking the door handle like some street whore?"

"Twenty?"

"You think you deserve twenty?"

"Yes Sir."

"Twenty hard swats for allowing your cunt to have so much control over your actions."

"Yes Sir."

"Keep that ass out." I caressed her ass a few more moments, then quickly swung.

She cried out and jerked forward, but immediately stuck her ass back out. Without provocation, she began counting. “One.” She shouted.

SWAP! “Two!”

SWAP “Three!”……….

I finished all twenty. She was sobbing, but throughout it all, she would always position her ass to meet the paddle. Not once did I have to have remind her to stick her ass out. She counted every single stroke, even though I hadn’t told her too.

I didn’t know if she did this because she wanted to please me, or if she genuinely believed she deserved to have her slutty ass paddled. I suspected that it was a little of both. Her shame and anguish served to make her feel the need for the pain I brought her. It was very genuine, I felt. She had wanted it.

I threw the paddle on the floor as she leaned up against the wall sobbing. Once again, I was very glad I had bought the water proof makeup. She would have big black streams of mascara running down her face if it was regular makeup. I told her to put the paddle up and go make me some breakfast as I returned to my seat. She finally gathered herself and crawled out of the room, clutching the paddle.

Passage from My Lucky Life 

Found in BDSMlibrary.com

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"Moving against my hand won’t bring you any closer to having a cum."
He quieted her whines with his mouth. He loved the power of holding her this way, trapped by her arms, trapped by her legs, at his mercy for something she used to control, but not anymore…

"Moving against my hand won’t bring you any closer to having a cum."

He quieted her whines with his mouth. He loved the power of holding her this way, trapped by her arms, trapped by her legs, at his mercy for something she used to control, but not anymore…

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This ass is begging to be spanked.

spankingmaster69:

#spank #NSFW we love this photograph   http://spankingmaster69.tumblr.com/

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"I’m rubbing a little secret lotion of mine, that I created myself. It will burn a little, well maybe more than a little.."

She whined in response as she felt the burn, the feeling only increased every second, causing her to squirm in discomfort.

Master grinned down at her, “Yes, my pet, not fun at all. But don’t worry, It will stop when I think your tits are red enough.”

He saw the little tear escape from her eyes.

spankingmaster69:

#NSFW we love this   http://spankingmaster69.tumblr.com/

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So hot..so ready

Romantic

I couldn’t stop watching this. Movement killing you slowly in everyway

jjram:

Ciao Andra ;)) XOXO

I couldn’t stop watching this. Movement killing you slowly in everyway

jjram:

Ciao Andra ;)) XOXO

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This seems highschool, in a hot way.

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"You’ll learn to love it, Slut. Whatever I give you, you will take it."

The only thing he heard in response was her painful cries.

daddysspeciallittleprincess:

Take me Daddy

girlshiddensexjournal:

reflectionsofsex:

Fuck that bitch

Indeed…thats sexy….but again, I would slap that bitchy look off her face

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"Just stay on your knees, Slave. This is your place now."

daddysspeciallittleprincess:

my place

mybaudelaire:

kindlybeatingher:

You have been such a good girl I think tonight you will be rewarded

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