Novel & Cerita Husband Spanking Wife

How much disruption can one pint-sized woman cause? "You have two choices, spank her ass or give her the silent treatment." I fail to see how Lyon has remained married for as long as he claims. "You hit your wife?" "No, you ass, there's a difference between spanking and hitting. You hit her; I'd be the first to break your fucking face." He looked like he was giving it serious thought. I'm not sure about taking advice from someone who seems as off his nut as this guy. "I'm not spanking her."

“Wanted to claim my partner’s wife. Wanted to bend you over and fuck you like the neglected little slut you are.” His words were filthy and degrading, but they only made me wetter. The excitement of fucking my husband’s business partner was intoxicating. Every time he pulled back, I felt an empty ache that made me push back desperately, wanting him deeper, harder, faster. Ryan spanked my ass hard. The sharp sting made me cry out against his hand. “You like being fucked by me, don’t you?” he taunted, spanking me again. “Say it.” I moaned incoherently against his palm, nodding frantically.

Every word made her tighten around me. A small smile tugged at my lips. “My wife has a kink, I see.” Ian is going to love this side of her. So fucking much. I pulled out, my breath ragged. “Turn over.” She obeyed instantly, flipping onto her stomach, pulling her ass in the air. Her face pressed against the sheet, back arched perfectly for me. I spanked her ass hard. “My obedient little wife.” Fingers finding their way into her hole.

“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

“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

Aurora yelled and Vincenzo landed her another slap on her right ass cheek. We are just starting… I’m spanking you twenty times… I want you to count. Thwack, the sound came and she groaned. 1, she cried. He kept spanking her 2, 3, ,4,5, 6, 7, 8…… until it reach the twentieth…..her ass was already red and he smiled like a demon enjoying the softness of her ass… Learn to be a good girl for your hubby… He whispered…. He doesn’t want you to use any hairpin but you stole the hairpin in his locker.

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 will be before the night is over. I have a few things we need to come to terms with. First, I will fuck my wife, and then we will discuss what is important, and then I will fuck my wife again.” “Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?” She was damned well getting that spanking.

My wife is a freak, she loved my dirty talks and it’s about to make me implode inside of her. On my way to this safehouse I had just one intention spanking and punishing her for the stupid stunt she pulled by running off, she should know better than to try and run from me. A pakhan like me knows where to find just about anybody. Let alone my runaway new bride! I hadn't intended to claim her but fuck I couldn't hold back and now I was about the blow my shit out like a teenage boy who just fucked his first girl. Wrapping my arms around her, I pull us away from the wall. Still inside her, with her body tight against mine, her legs around my waist, I can feel every shudder, every tensing muscle.

It feels too much like being a prisoner in my own home. We were fighting amongst each other. Tensions were high and for what, some asshole that I didn't even know? Fuck that, I'm through with this shit. Today I came as close as I ever have to disrespecting my wife. I don't mind spanking Kat's ass when she needs it, but I draw the line at outright disrespecting her. I looked down at her head on my chest. She looks so innocent when she's asleep. Like the young innocent I met two years ago.