Mom Gets Spanked Novels & Stories

"How many times will I tell you never to speak with him again, huh? You're so stubborn, you prefer to whore around with that idiot Evan than to spend time with me your mate." "I did nothing wrong. I stopped visiting him a long time ago, I even stopped him from seeing Allison. I moved in with you, what else do you want me to do? You treat us like slaves, you beat us and threatened to kill us if we tell anyone about it. If you don't want to be a good mate to me, at least be a good father to Allison. She needs..." Mom couldn't complete her statement as Dad had landed a hot slap on her cheek. Her cheek became red and the tears she was holding came rolling down. "How dare you speak to me in that

You fucking imbecile, I'm going to kill you and then skin you alive! "How dare you fucking divorce Corbin? How dare you refuse to listen to us? How dare you act all high and mighty without contacting us the moment you got back? You fucking bitch! Ingrate!" I grabbed hold of Mom's swaying arms and said, "Say another word, and I will smack you in return for every single slap you gave me in the past." Mom and Dad were shocked. Before they could say another word, Corbin had already instructed the guards to throw them out of the house.

"Not the first time you chased me to a tent." His words were silenced by Mom's intense kisses. She had straddled him, her hands on his chest and in his hair, leaning over him. Dad held her head gently and responded. His other hand roamed her body until he had gripped her firm, muscular ass tightly. She stopped kissing, and whimpered slightly, as if in anticipation. Suddenly, Dad spanked her. It was...it was really hard and loud...bruising really. I was shocked. Dad was...was such a gentle man. Why would he hurt Mom like that? Didn't he...

My mom pinned her to the ground and started beating her senseless. Upon seeing his mother getting hit, Gordon gripped his iron bar and waved it around furiously. "Stop it! Stop right now!" Of course, my mom ignored him and focused all her energy on teaching Mary a lesson. Back in her youth, my mom had trained in combat arts. Even though she was older now, her strength and skills were still intact. By the time she was done, Mary's face was swollen and red. Bright red slap marks adorned her cheeks. Mary's state of misery spurred Gordon to rush at my mom to hit her. Upon seeing this, my family couldn't hold back any longer and charged forward.

she demanded. I brought my hand down on her right ass cheek. Sharp. The sound cracked through the room. She moaned and clenched around me. I did it again on the other cheek, harder. Red handprints bloomed on her skin. She rode me even faster, slamming down, taking me deep. “Good boy,” she gasped. “Spank your friend’s mum while you fuck her pussy.” I kept spanking her, alternating cheeks, watching her ass jiggle and turn pink. She reached back and spread herself wider so I could see my cock disappearing into her dripping hole.

“I'm not a bra—“ Daddy's hand squeezes my ass, crushing my complaint in his grip. The same shudder hits me like before, but this time it doesn't just travel up, it travels forward, coursing through to my pussy. It quivers, reacting hard to the rough hand of the man behind me. That's not right. That's not how I should respond to my stepdad. But he's not giving me much choice. His body releases from mine, but his hand comes straight back to my ass with a vengeance. The open palm smacks me, jolting me forward against the cabinets. I wince from the blistering sting. “Daddy, stop! You can't spank me! I'm a grown woman.” “No, you're not. A grown woman doesn't do the stupid shit you do. They know t

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

If she ate them and nothing happened, it would prove she'd been lying to Mom the whole time! "I was helping Mom!" Smack! Dad stormed into the observation room and slapped Mom across the face. "Look what you did! You coldhearted freak, obsessed with your stupid theories! You didn't just kill Sophie. You raised a little monster who knows how to destroy people without leaving a trace. Happy now?" Mom clutched her burning cheek. He shoved her, and she hit the floor. The judgment she'd always been so proud of, the micro-expression analysis she trusted more than anything, had become the cruelest joke.

"Let Janine out, Mom! She has asthma. Let her out and we can talk things out." My mother grunted. "It doesn't matter if she has asthma. She won't die just because I put her in a coffin. I'm an education expert. What can go wrong with disciplining a child? It's your sister's duty to serve as a cautionary tale for you. Tell me now. Will you dare do it again?!" Yes, I was used as teaching material to discipline Joe. This had been my duty since I was born. When Joe stayed up all night playing video games, my mother would turn on the light at the highest voltage and audio with the highest decibel for me. I was tortured for three days and three nights without rest, breaking me down mentally and pu

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't been guzzling soda every single day, would Helena have died? And you still have the nerve to even mention her name!" Irwin's face went pale. His lips trembled, but not a single word came out. Dad stood at the door, watching Mom deceive herself. Yet, there wasn't a trace of pity in his eyes. "You're not grieving. You just can't face the fact that you killed her," he said icily. Mom shuddered violently, gripping my hand so tightly that her nails dug deep into the back of it. But I could no longer feel the pain. Like a madwoman, Mom drove everyone out and locked the door from the inside.