Chapters tagged spanking

by ErosApostasia

Chapter 3

The week goes by, mistakes are made, and demerits are given to each other. Friday night arrives. We go through the week, reviewing incidents, drinking our beers, and count up our demerits. The tension in the apartment is thick enough to on. The beers sit untouched on the t...

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Chapter 4

**Continued from chapter 3:** The bluntness of my instructions leaves her momentarily breathless. It is one thing to agree to a concept; it is quite another to hear the mechanics of it laid out so plainly. Her mind races—first to the indignity of being positioned over my knee, t...

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Chapter 6

**Continued from chapter 5:** She grips the edge of the cushion beneath her, her knuckles white, her body jolting with each blow. She fights the instinct to squirm or cry out, knowing that to do so would only prolong the lesson. She forces herself to endure, to take the sting an...

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Chapter 7

**Continued from chapter 6:** "Yes," I murmur, "say my name. Say it like that." I spank her nine more times, each strike deliberate. Vashanti is breathless now, her cheeks a rosy pink beneath the satin of her panties, the color deepening with each blow. The tenth strike lands...

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Chapter 8

**Continued from chapter 7:** "Please," she gasps. "Please?" I say, and I spank her again, harder. "Please what? Tell me what is happening to you. Beg me to spank you for it." The third strike is harder, more insistent, and it breaks the dam of her composure. The pain is no lo...

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Chapter 9

**Continued from chapter 8:** I step closer to her, my hand reaching out to trace the curve of her collarbone with a single finger. The touch is reverent, almost gentle, despite the power dynamic between us. "You're doing beautifully," I tell her, my voice warm with genuine app...

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Chapter 10

**Continued from chapter 9:** She pulls out a midnight-blue silk slip, impossibly thin, the kind of garment that clings to skin like a whisper. As she slides it over her head, the fabric glides across her sensitized skin, and she hisses softly at the friction. The silk catches o...

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Chapter 11

**Continued from chapter 10:** The sound of the leather snapping taut vibrates through the very mattress beneath her, sending a fresh wave of dread rolling through her gut. She sees the silhouette of him standing over her, the belt doubled and ready, and her entire body tenses i...

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Chapter 12

**Continued from chapter 11:** I stop spanking her for a moment and let her gain her composure. Her face is a mess of tears, snot, and drool. I study her with deliberate calm. "Do you have anything to say for yourself, naughty girl?" I ask, my voice low and controlled. "Before...

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Chapter 13

**Continued from chapter 12:** The question is a trap, and Vashanti knows it. I want to hear the word clearly, stripped of hesitation, delivered with the full weight of her surrender. She feels the heat of her blush burning through the tears on her face, the shame of the title w...

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Chapter 15

**Continued from chapter 14:** She forces her eyes to stay locked on mine, refusing to look away even as tears spill uncontrollably down her flushed cheeks. She has to give me something tangible, something that shifts the power dynamic entirely in my favor. Something that acknow...

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Chapter 3

**Continued from chapter 2:** The week goes by, mistakes are made, and demerits are given to each other. Friday night arrives. We go through the week, reviewing incidents, drinking our beers, and count up our demerits. The tension in the apartment is thick enough to on. T...

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Chapter 8

**Continued from chapter 7:** She stops directly in front of me, her gaze raking over my trembling form. My breath comes in hitching, dry sobs as I will myself not to cry. I won't give her the satisfaction. She freezes mid-step, her keen eyes catching the telltale signs of my...

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Chapter 9

**Continued from chapter 8:** "Good boy," she murmurs, the praise sounding both sweet and reassuring. She reaches down, her fingers tangling briefly in my hair to tilt my head further back, exposing the line of my throat. I tremble at her praise, waiting for what com...

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Chapter 10

**Continued from chapter 9:** The sensation of my skin being revealed, even through the thin barrier of the panties, makes Vashanti's own breath catch for a fraction of a second. The power dynamic has shifted from mere discipline to something much more primal, much more intoxica...

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Chapter 11

**Continued from chapter 10:** She maintains the rhythm for several more minutes, ensuring the sting is deep enough to leave a lasting impression, a physical memory of this night. Finally, she slows, her hand transitioning from the sharp cracks of discipline to long, soothing sw...

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Chapter 13

**Continued from chapter 12:** I lick her pussy lips, teasing her clitoris as I hear the unmistakable sound of a hairbrush tapping against her palm—ominously, rhythmically, a promise of what's to come. I get to work tonguing her vigorously, my bottom tingling in anticipation. V...

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Chapter 14

**Continued from chapter 13:** My submissive whisper is the green light she has been waiting for. She pulls back slightly, giving me one last moment to brace myself, to feel the weight of my situation sinking in. Then, without further warning, she brings the hairbrush down with...