Husband Punishes Wife Novels & Stories

I was once again scared, lying down in such a vulnerable position. “Each one of you are allowed to spank her for her disobedience. Five times. I don’t think my wife could take much more than that,” He said it with a caress and a squeeze of my arse that made me stiffen and clamp my legs together despite the anxiety building up inside my chest. “And once you are done, you’ll leave.” Another caress on my arched flesh, as he added, “I’ll go first as my right as her husband.”

“I don’t give a fuck what was going on. I don’t care if we were fighting or arguing, but I am your husband, Anna, and I deserve to know if my wife had flown across the country. A wife who is still recovering!” “Yes, I am sorry.” I lowered my head, suddenly feeling shame. “Sorry doesn't cut it, Anna. He pressed on, and I nodded, unable to defend myself. We stood there for what felt like an hour before he spoke again. “You will be punished?” He suddenly declared, and my breath hitched. “Punished?” My head tilted in question, heart pounding so loud as my brain conjured all forms of punishment, and none of them looked pleasing. “Yes.” He bit, his fingers slowly encasing my wrist and pulling me i

Tristan ordered Diana’s personal maid when she knelt on the floor, he held Diana by the shoulder, “We have seen it, we understand that Aurora made a mistake, I will allow you to punish her just the way you want.” “Babe…” I called in disbelief. Why will he allow such? “But, She is pregnant; how can one allow his pregnant wife to be punished?” Now I felt bad; maybe I should have handled it another way, “Please let me bear her punishment; I can’t watch her being punished, please.” “How…. How…. Can I punish my husband?” Tears rolled down Diana’s face and I was hundred percent sure it was fake. “Diana is also your wife; you want to take the punishment for Aurora, but what about the humiliation Di

Mark protested and I heard Hawk's chest vibrating. "Nothing? You used your own wife to seduce men! You threatened her with her mother's life! And have you forgotten how you cheated on her and even gotten another woman pregnant, asshole? Yes, welcome to the modern world where scumbugs like you who couldn't keep his dīck in his pants are punished. I swear you will not step foot outside of the prison ever again." I watched while wrapped in the warmth of my husband's embrace, as the officers arrested the three and pulled them out of the house.

She gasped as he smacked her buttock, smirking at his action. "How dare you?? Don't ever do that again you pervert." She shouted at him embarrassed at his audacity. “Okay” she heard him say but gasped loudly as he again smacked her but making her hiss. "Husband!!! You are so bad! I am your wife?! How can you do this to me?! She shouted and tried to get off him. Tried but obviously failed. He was unfazed by her words and to teach her a lesson he entered the water with her still on his shoulder, dangling.

“I’m gonna kill him.” “What?” I asked, surprised. I wasn't expecting those words to come out of this stranger’s mouth. “No. You can’t,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “Like I said, he is my husband, and this was just a little misunderstanding. Everything’s gonna be fine. This will soon be a thing of the past. I’m gonna be back with my husband, and we’re going to be happy again.” This time, the man chuckled. “If you’re that sure about your husband… Ryan,” he said his name like it tasted bitter, “then why are you here? Shouldn’t you be off living your happily ever after with him?”

It wasn’t the first time it’s happened, and I’m sure it won’t be the last. I’m useless in many different ways and one of them is having whack pussy, according to my husband. He says I can’t satisfy him, so he needs to do whatever it takes. He says that I’m expected to give in to him anytime he wants; that’s what marriage is about. My head gets pulled back further, and I can’t do anything other than step away from the stove. “If you continue to piss me off, you know what will happen. You will spend some time in the basement. Then what would happen to your precious Zara?” That’s it, that’s the threat that always gets to me. He will lock me in the basement, and Zara will be left to fend for her

"Your husband? Who is he? I, Wigan, will never be afraid of anybody, not even the governor of the state." "You are vain." He paused and looked at me angrily. "You talk too much; it seems like I have to shut you up a little." He slapped my face. Pah! "Learn to talk to your husband properly, or you won't like what I will do in the future," he threatened. "Go ahead and do your worst. You are just a fool; no one will ever want a fool like you. I would rather die than marry you." "You've got no choice, baby. I've already decided that I want you, and that is the ultimate."

he asked in a husky voice. "A lot but you know me, husband. I have never been good at taking orders." I replied with a smirk while playing with his suit tie " What are you planning to do about it? Are you going to punish me husband for not being an obeying wife?" "Oh, I am going to do so many things right on this kitchen counter, wife. Things that will keep you sore for the whole day as a reminder until I return at night and repeat the process." he whispers in my ear as I feel him sliding the night gown straps off my shoulder.

She gasped as he smacked her buttock, smirking at his action. "How dare you?? Don't ever do that again you pervert." She shouted at him embarrassed at his audacity. “Okay” she heard him say but gasped loudly as he again smacked her but making her hiss. "Husband!!! You are so bad! I am your wife?! How can you do this to me?! She shouted and tried to get off him. Tried but obviously failed. He was unfazed by her words and to teach her a lesson he entered the water with her still on his shoulder, dangling.