Husband Punishment Novels & Stories

He snarled at Carson not stepping back. “Consent is the rule. Sophia has clearly shown her disinterest in marrying you. Building fascination for another man’s wife is transgression. Do you know she can file a case against you for adultery? The law is very strict here regarding any offence against the women. Punishment would be a minimum five years and fine. Before you can say knife, you should have known who your enemy is. You waged a war with the sleeping lion. Saul will now cut you into pieces and serve as raw flesh to cats and dogs.”

Hannah retorted back. This set free the chaos that was playing inside Sebastian, since yesterday. He grabbed her wrists with his one hand, and grabbed her hair and slightly tugged on them causing her neck to strain allowing him a good view of her face. "Listen carefully wife, I have never allowed anyone to answer back or question me, and I'm not going to change that now. So if you show any further signs of disobedience I will be left with no other choice but to inflict a punishment on your smooth unpunished derriere. Do you understand me?" Hannah gave a reluctant nod. "Now get ready and meet me in the dining room in 20 minutes."

“I have been too busy these days. I was too occupied to take care of my own family. I apologize to you. However you want to punish me, I will have no issues with it.” He took a pause and then thought about it again. He thought of all the ways a husband could be punished by his wife.

I ignored him and walked past him but he caught my wrist and I did a 360 facing me. "Never. I repeat never ignore me when I'm taking to you. The next time you do that, you may hate yourself. I won't go easy on you. I'll make sure I drive you hard till you pass out. That's the only punishment you'll have when you don't show me some respect as your husband." He tightened his grip on me and I yelped forcing the tears to go back to where they came from. "Please. You're hurting me." He released me and I dropped on the floor clutching my wrist.

“Not in the conventional sense, as if any of it is conventional. It is more of a control issue than being dominant; however, I guess it is one in the same. I’ve told you both times I did it I did not want to spank you. Spanking a woman’s ass adds a heightened layer to pleasure as pain is the same thing to the brain as pleasure. Punishment is nothing I have done in the past because I was not with a woman long enough for me to give a shit enough to correct her behavior if she did something I didn’t like. I simply never saw her again.” He frowns. “This marriage is it. Forever. You belong to me. Only death will free you from me, and if you go before me I’ll follow you into heaven or hell.” The w

It didn't hurt her a lot, but that belt did graze against her subtle skin, which his gaze failed to catch. “That’s your fucking punishment. We could have done it like a normal couple, but no. You have chosen to run away from your husband, and then you called him a criminal in front of cops, and not only this….” He gripped her chin, while pushing his head down in her direction. “You were planning on keeping him locked behind the bars forever, and you also dared trying to slap your husband during our very first wedding night, so….” He lightly brushed his lips against hers, making her recoil under him.

"What are you doing?! I'm your husband! Aren't you afraid I'll divorce you for doing this to me?! You'll be punished by the family's rules for beating and disrespecting your husband if the family finds out about this!" I smiled as I sat nonchalantly in my chair. "I see you know that beating my husband will incur a punishment, so why aren't you aware that beating your wife will incur a punishment as well?" Victor would have been sentenced to death in accordance with the family rules for what he did to me in my past life. In my present life, he had yet to do anything horrible to me, and he treated my words with great disdain.

He spins me again, bends me over the toilet lid, and drives back in from behind. No mercy now. He fucks me like he’s trying to punish me for almost getting caught, hips slamming, hand fisted in my hair, the other spanking my ass raw. Every thrust forces a choked sob from my throat. “Take it,” he hisses. “Take your father-in-law’s cock while your husband walks away like a fucking idiot.” I come again, harder than before, squirting so violently it splashes the toilet tank.

I will not be your wife again. I screamed as he gave me a hard tug, forcing me over his knee, then he threw my evening dress over my head and spanked me hard. It was not the sexy teasing spanking he had given me occasionally when we were married; it was a punishment, and it fucking hurt. For a brief minute I was frozen in shock, and then my anger exploded. I fought tooth and nail, screaming as he beat me; it was no use; he held me down easily. When he had finished, he allowed me to sit back up, and I instantly pulled myself as far away from him as I could. I was trembling all over, but not with fear as Killian thought. 'I warned you, little wife. Defy me, and you will be punished. I expect t

I walk towards him and pulled his chin to look at me. "Tell me again John!" I gritted my teeth asking. No one touches my wife! "Just once for five years Jonathan. I used protection when I touch her." "No one touches my wife! Should I cut your penis as for punishment forcing her?" I'm controlling my anger not to strangle him. "I'm sorry Jonathan. She has always reasons when I want to that's why I drug her. I'm just pissed!" He replied scared crawling away but I caught him. I give him a hard blow on his chin to let him remember what is mine is mine!