Husband Punishes Wife Novels & Stories

His friend tapped him, and he regained himself but it became too late as his wife dished him a slap. "Thomas, what are you doing?Are you trying to cheat on me with this flirty girty girl??Now, you are cheating and do not want to have a grade again. Is it every woman you must look at with those dirty eyes? " His wife yelped, and Ramona sighed as she wondered what the wife's next action would be. The wife yelled non stop as she pulled off her engagement ring and threw it on her husband before facing Ramona. "Bitch" She spat on Ramona's face before dishing out a slap on Ramona's face.

The idea was so fucking hot and demented that I almost blew my load into her but I slowed down, dragging my cock at a torturous pace before feeding her every inch again. "Your husband could walk through that door right now and see me pounding this tight pussy against our kitchen counter... Would he finally realize what a dirty little slut his wife is?" I reached around and slapped her ass hard while continuing my brutal thrusts. "...Would he like seeing me breed his wife?”

I rolled my eyes at him and he said still acting innocent. "My wife is really dominating me, what if someone will see this great Justin Merchant tolerating his wife's torture?" Really Mr. Hubby? Well let me play along with you as well. "Oh, such a pitiful woman I am. My husband thinks I'm dominating and torturing him. Well I won't force him, he can go and find a new wife for him if he thinks so." I said making a pitiful face as well. But he suddenly came and hugged me tight. "I'm sorry... I was joking." he was so tensed.

Asher tightened his fists. 'You are so smug now. Lets see how longer you can be so arrogant. I would love to see your reaction when you find your dear wife in bed with me. Will you still punish her so openly? Being cuckholded is not anyone would declare openly. I would like to see how you would deal with us then. Every time you see my face, you should remember your wife. That's the punishment you deserve for crushing us like this' he thought angrily.

My wife has suffered from hereditary migraines for years. After three years of marriage, I finally developed a specialized medication just for her. Carrying a lunchbox, I headed to her company, intending to deliver the medicine to her in person. But her secretary mistook me for a kept man. He dumped the contents of the lunchbox over my head, stripped off my clothes in front of everyone, and even made me swallow the only dose of that specialized medicine. "A mere food delivery guy, and you dare dress so indecently? Today, I'll show you exactly what happens to a homewrecker." Then, with a smug grin, he turned to claim credit with my wife. "Ms. Milstein, I took care of that food delivery

And now I was standing at the altar alone while my new husband descended the stairs without me, and the only thing keeping me from saying something extremely inappropriate in a house of God was the knowledge that the media had not been invited to the church portion of today’s events. Small mercies. Ian Lawson had just given me approximately hundred new reasons to hate him. I picked up my skirt. I walked down the stairs after him. And I promised myself, with the quiet certainty of someone who had been never been underestimated their entire life and had learned exactly what to do with that — that every single one of those hundred reasons would be addressed. In time. On my terms. He had no idea

the wife replied. “Gambling! Cheating! Because of you, we will all suffer! What about the kids if this house gets confiscated, huh?!” she replied again with passionate emotion. “USELESS HUSBAND!” SLAP!!! The slap was given again. “I told you to watch your tone!” His wife’s mouth was finally silenced. “I will take care of everything. So shut your mouth!” he said as he grabbed his wife’s mouth and then left the room. The wife clenched her fists. Curious about what her husband would do, she followed him as he walked to the balcony. She could see her husband contacting someone.

CHAPTER ONE “You stupid bitch!!” TWACK!!! The punch landed on my right jaw and I immediately tasted the familiar taste or copper and iron fill my mouth and throat. "Who the fuck do you think you are, talking back at me like that? Huh? Looking me in the fucking eye?! You're growing wings, huh? You're growing wings?" The next slap literally blinded me. Faint dots sorrounded my vision as my eyes closed from the pain. My husband hitting me when he was angry did not surprise me anymore. At this stage in my marriage, I already expected it.

"Hubby, I'm a patient! You're in the wrong this time!" If someone was to be punished, it would not be her! She even felt a little gleeful. Did he dare to bully her? Was he having dirty thoughts? She would propose that he should be left in abstinence for three months as a punishment! Humph! Having made up her mind, she purposely leaned closer and teased him with her hands. "Hubby, you hurt your poor wife. The situation was very serious, and you should have a demerit, shouldn't you? Although I can overlook it on account of you apologizing sincerely, we can't break the rules. You'll do as I say, right?"