Husband Spanked By Wife Novels & Stories

“Thank god. He was so sweet at first. Then he walked into the dressing room, I could have sworn the man was vibrating with rage, but from the look of you I can see it was lust.” Blushing, I shake my head. “No, you had it right the first time. It was rage.” Her eyes run over me. “Ah, he’s one of those.” She sighs. “My husband is the same. Kind of a daddy dom. Spanking, punishment, using you, leaving you gasping for air when you’re bad. But when you’re a good girl he takes care of everything you could possibly need or want—even things you don’t think of yourself. Then he also makes you come so hard you see stars.”

She shouted as her patience ran out and pain became unbearable but I held her hands pinned behind her back as I kept spanking it harder and harder. "What did you think? We are husband and wife now so I won't punish you for defying me and will make love to you? You're so wrong babes because you made one hell of a mistake by running away " I told her as i kept spanking her ass more barbarously until it turned bleeding red.

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.

She wants my cock, she is in this house because of my cock. I’m not even sure why I am punishing her. Is it because my wife won’t let me see her and my son because of her? I could see the redness in her buttocks as a result of the spanks I had given her. I ignored her chanting my name. I got irritated. I yanked my cock off her pussy. “Get the hell out of here!” Her eyes widened in fear. "I’m not a big fan of repeating myself. Get out!” “Chris, I don’t have anywhere to go.”

He was going to drop her any moment, wasn't he? But he didn't. He moved with her in his arms despite her cursing and thrusting about. Although, it was clearly getting on his nerves. His wife was definitely getting spanked for creating a scene.

He stared at me for a long moment, sipping his whiskey. “Turn around. Bend over the desk.” I obeyed, spreading my legs and arching my back, presenting my ass and still-slightly-swollen pussy to him. Marcus walked over slowly. His hand caressed my ass cheek before he delivered a sharp, stinging spank. “You went home to your husband last night with my cum inside you, didn’t you?” he asked, voice low and dangerous. “Yes, sir,” I whispered. He spanked me again, harder. “Did you fuck him?”

Each word was punctuated with a hard slap to my ass which was already heating up. "Jake cut it out." There were tears because those things stung but inside I was jumping for joy. My man was back and boy was he ever. After spanking my ass he threw me face down on the bed and tore my panties down my thighs. I looked over my shoulder to see him unzipping his jeans. "Don't you fucking move or it's gonna be your ass." I turned my head back around and bit my lip to stifle my laughter. His big hands came around my hips and he pulled just my ass up. I felt his tongue enter me from behind and started cumming immediately. After he'd made me cum in his mouth twice he licked the red welts his hands had

I looked at my so-called husband and he was standing there without any expression. I got more annoyed at his behaviour than the girl's. What happened to the vow, he had taken that he would take care of me. I gave a very tight slap to the girl that she fell on my husband due to impact. Another girl launched at me and when I tried to push her to stop her, my husband finally spoke. " Hey!! Hold on! " He shouted at me. " Why should I, why don't you tell your pretty but dumb companions to hold on. " I shouted back.

It definitely is. Knowing his next move, I prepared myself to take him into me. I know how huge, long and heavy he is. He is my husband. I just have to take it. ' You mean your fake husband ' A tiny voice in my head reminded me. Unexpectedly, he made me turn on my back and my ass up in the air. He spanked me as hard as I don't expected. It sent pain rippling into me. Pain mixed with pleasure. Oh jeez! He held my legs apart and before I could take the next breath, he had already slammed hard into me.

"I bring my sick wife a doctor and the moment I leave you two alone, you get all touchy with each other in the name of this bullshit of an excuse!" "You never brought her for me," I shout and stand, pointing a finger at him. "I saw you two together," I close my eyes briefly to let the images pass, "all cosy and touchy with each other." I straighten up and smile. "So, I did what I had to, I took my only chance." "Bullshit. That's a whore's excuse," he growls out and my palm connects with his cheek the moment that word leaves his lips. Brandon's head swings to one side at the impact of the slap, my hand goes to cover my mouth and his jaw tenses. I just slapped my husband. I slapped Brandon. My