Mom Gets Spanked Novels & Stories

If she took a leave and went to the studio backlot. 'No! I can't offend Daddy.' "Mama is very stern. You're an adult and you're a big boss. You have so many subordinates. How can Mama let you repent in the corner? I feel sympathy for you." Edwin curled the corners of his mouth. He was happy to hear Tail's words. But then he heard Tail whisper, "Mama should take a stick and spank you." Edwin was perplexed. "I saw it on a TV play. When wives punish their husbands, they spank them with a stick."

I laughed as she struggled under Theo's grapse. "I know you're into bdsm and you love threesome and maybe fivesome. Who's the slut now?" I asked mockingly. That didn't go well with mom because she escaped Theo's grip and pouched on me hitting me repeatedly. "I wish I had killed you when I had the chance, you dirty brat!" Mom screamed scratching my face. Theo was finally able to grab mom away from me, i spotted Lola from the corner of my eyes about to touch me but I kicked her leg and she fell onto the ground, losing her balance.

he slammed into her harder, “belongs to me. And you’re going to be fucking nice to her from now on.” I watched in stunned, horny fascination as Daddy dominated Mom, fucking her like he was punishing her. Her legs were shaking and her angry face was flushed with unwanted pleasure. He leaned closer to her ear, still pounding her relentlessly. “Say it. Say you’ll be good to our princess.” “I— fuck— I hate you—” she moaned, but her voice was breaking. Daddy spanked her ass hard and fucked her deeper. “Say it.” “I’ll… I’ll be nice to her— oh god—”

she scolds me, we're not home, we're in a big building like the one the queen scolded us in one time, but mommy said this would be our home after we finish university. "Mommy stop," I cry again, trying to get away from her, I want to go to daddy, he doesn't pull on my hair. "Kenedi, I said stand still before I spank you," she threaten me making my eyes start to fill up with tears, she never spanked me before, daddy did it one time after my tantrum, and I still hate it. "All done, such a pretty princess," mommy says turning me around, and wiping my eyes clean.

She even took a knife and slashed at my skin, leaving trails of blood. That bloody scene shocked my dad. The man who had always been absent suddenly exploded. He raised his hand and slapped my mom hard across the face. "You crazy woman! How could you treat my child like this? Do you have any humanity left? That's our son... Your own flesh and blood!" My mom's head snapped to the side from the blow. However, this time, she did not fight back. She did not argue. She just stared blankly ahead. "This…isn't my fault…"

Her favorability toward him vanished instantly. Damn it! Looks can be deceiving. How dare that villainous man bully Mommy? Just wait until she gets her revenge! Fuming with indignation, Daisy's red face grew even redder. She jumped off the stool, declaring, "David, let's go! We'll avenge Mommy right away!" Daisy had also learned martial arts with her seventh uncle. Even if a group of adults confronted her, she was confident she could handle them easily. She was determined to beat up anyone who dared to harm her mother.

Clad in high heels, she stumbled and slammed into the blackboard. "How dare you push me!" she shrieked. "Security! Where are the guards?" I took off my coat and wrapped it tightly around the shaking Ava. Seeing the bloody scratches on her legs hurt me so much that it felt like my heart was bleeding and dripping with blood. "The skirt's ruined, Mommy… Am I a bad girl?" she whimpered in a hoarse voice as she curled into my arms. "No. You're the best, Ava. They're the evil ones, and I'm going to make them pay."

“Daddy, we don't—“ He pins my upper back across his legs. My pitch elevates as I see his hand lift up. “—have time for this!” My toes curl as his big hand lands across my tiny rump. Oh my god! He just spanked me! I'm a grown woman, and I've never been spanked in my life. “No, daddy, stop! This isn't fair!” Not only does daddy ignore me, but his hand slips under my waist band and pulls my shorts down, exposing my bare ass.

She whispers through her whimpers. “No ma’am. I don’t know who Marcus is?” “Do you spank?” “What do you mean?” “Marcus gets mad when we don’t obey. Mommy holds while Marcus hits. It hurts us.” “I’ve been spanked before but nothing like what I see on your back. Nothing like that happens here.”

"You're lying! I didn't steal any presents!" The words had just left my lips when Mom roared, "Claire Peterson!" She stormed toward me until she was standing in front of me. She grabbed my bloody arm and hissed, "How dare you talk back to Amanda and lie in front of everyone? You have utterly humiliated me, allowing everyone to ridicule me! I have no choice but to teach you a lesson you'll never forget." The pain should have been excruciating as Mom dug her fingers into my wounds. But I couldn't feel anything.