Mom Spanks Daughter Novels & Stories

“Miss Sandra, please don’t blame Abigail, okay? It’s my fault. I did this. I started it.” His voice was low but steady. My eyes shot to his face. My lips parted in shock. “No,” I mouthed silently, shaking my head. Don’t say more, Alex. Please. But my mom snapped her head toward him. “Don’t you ever come in between me and my daughter!” she spat. Her finger jabbed at his chest. “This is not your business. I am disciplining my daughter as her mother.” She yanked her wrist free. Her breathing was harsh, her chest rising and falling. Her eyes glittered like broken glass.

She suddenly grabbed Spencer and slapped him hard across the face. “You little b*st*rd! You’ve got that cheap woman’s blood running through your veins. It’s all your fault that my child died! All of you are evil! Your mom now has another kid and a rich, handsome husband, too. She’s left you and your dad far behind!” The slap sent Spencer crashing to the ground. However, the moment he heard that I had another child, he sprang back up. “You’re lying! My mom promised she’d only ever have me! Who do you think you are, hitting me and biting my dad?”

Stacey yelled at my mom. “My son would never do such a thing, and if he did, I’m sure your daughter must have provoked him. She is just a slut like you!” my mom said, only to be rewarded with a slap. “Did you just hit me?” my mom yelled. “You have no right to do this. Wasn’t I enough!” “You sent your son to do this just to spite me, right?” Stacey added. I watched my mother’s expression, waiting for her answer. When she finally replied, I regretted everything I had done immediately.

“She’s not my mom’s daughter. She’s a fake! I’m Mom’s only child!” Smack! His hand cracked across my face, his eyes colder than I’d ever seen.

I faked a yawn, stretching my arms overhead so my shirt rode up, exposing the curve of my underboob. Mom eyed me skeptical, but before she could probe— “Mom, she’s lying!” Karen piped up, all smug accusation, jabbing a finger my way. “She just wants to meet Uncle Zion alone. I heard them planning it!” My eyes widened, disbelief hot in my chest—I lunged half out of my seat, hand rearing back to slap the smirk off her face. Dad’s fingers clamped my wrist tight. “You do not raise your hand to my daughter.” He bit the inside of his cheek, then yanked my arm down. I rolled my eyes, rubbing the red mark. “Dad, you see how she’s spewing shit and you just let it slide?” My voice pitched higher, frus

She settled onto the couch, her gaze drifting over the remnants of our life together, just the two of us against the world. The clothes I had bought her, her childhood toys, and the awards on the wall she had earned over the years–it all brought fresh tears to her eyes. "Mom, I gave all the money you gave me to Frank, and I fought with you. How can you not be mad at me?" "Because you're my daughter, sweetheart. We all mess up sometimes. The key is being able to turn things around once you realize you've gone wrong." After the cops nabbed Frank, they did not waste any time digging up the dirt on him.

"He took advantage of her, he hurt her, and now you're going to stand there and pretend like nothing happened?" My mom's expression turned cold, her eyes flashing with anger. "My son would never do such a thing," she spat, her voice venomous. "And if he did, I'm sure your daughter must have provoked him. She's just a... a..." My mom's words trailed off as Stacey's hand connected with her cheek, the slap echoing through the room.

"Oh, fuck, Mommy! Do it! Slap my nasty little ass! Spank me hard, Mommy! My fucking pussy is on fire!" As Vickie alternated between tugging on Dawn's nipples, her mother brought down slap after slap on her ass, causing the pink spots to turn red. Finally, she stopped spanking, and grabbed the bunched-up shorts to pull them farther down. Marge then wiggled a finger between her daughter's soaked ass-cheeks, and found her pussy lips. She pushed the finger as deep into her daughter's drenched cunt-hole as their position would allow, and then brought down another slap with her other hand.

"Fuck me, baby! Fuck your mother! Show me what happens when a slutty mom teases her son's dick!" Craig reached out and grabbing a handful of mom's hair, pulled on it. She squealed as her head came up, but her cunt tightened around him once more, showing him how much she loved it. "Yes!" She called out. "That's how you treat a nasty girl, isn't it?" She slammed her hips back into him, driving his cock harder into her. "What else would you do to a bad girl?" Craig didn't hesitate to lift his hand and bring it down on the right side of her ass. Mom yelped, and his cock twitched at the sound. He spanked her again and again, then struck the other side of her ass.

"Oh, I think you should be saying that to your mercenary mom who's only concerned is money. Yes, she's crazy over wealth that's why after abandoning my husband she had the audacity to came back and get all my husband's wealth." "You shut your f*cking mouth!" She screamed rushing to grab my hair but mom stops her and landed a loud strong slap on her right cheek. "Ugh!" She groaned to pain holding on to her cheek with her daughter holding on to her right arm. "So you want a real game?" "Yes! Mom versus Mom." I started to get frightened causeI knew mom very well, once she hated a person she would heartlessly and brutally treated someone like a dead animal.