My Husband Spanked Me Novels & Stories

he spanks me, forcing my eyes open, before leaving. Holy fúcking shít, I just cheated on my husband.

His husky, deep voice gives me a chill down my spine. Damn, he is not in a funny mood, but he is so serious!! I can see the jealousy in his eyes. He is pissed off over my decision! "I'll definitely punish you for disappointing me." "You disappointed me for the first time, so I'll just give you five light spanks." "Count down for me." Before I could deny him, I felt his large and rough fingers on my butt as he spanked me on the butt. "Ahh!!" I groaned in pain.

I almost lost my balance. “I’ll teach you a lesson that you won’t forget.” She said as she continued dragging me till we got to where people were. “How dare you seduce my fiancé?” She said. “I think your fiancé should be asked why he always follows me to the toilet every single time.” “Liar. I saw you in his arms and you think I don’t know what your plan is?” She tried to slap me again but I caught her hand and pushed her away from me. “Who do you think you are to slap me?”

“What the fuck is your problem?” “Do I look like one of your whores you order around?” I ask him. He lifts me off the bed. He pushes me down on the bed on my stomach. When I try to get back up, he pushes me. “A bad wife needs to be punished, doesn’t she?” he asks. “Damien if you don’t get the fuck off me…” I warn him. {SPANK} The mother fucker spanked me. He actually spanked me. “Get ready baby…” he says seconds before he slams into me.

I cry out, wiggling my hips as if that will stop the excruciation. It hurts. It fucking hurts. My heart twists with bewilderment as he adds firmly, "You get twenty slaps for your bad behavior, mi esposa. And if you lose count anytime, we start all over again."

If I knew he was this handsome, I wouldn't have started this drama. Humeyra who was amused initially now pulled her husband behind her back and slapped the woman hard across the check making her head turn side ways. "No one touches my husband bitch! If you want to bark, go look for somewhere else to bark but I warn you, if you lay a single finger on my husband again, you wont ever be able to use your hands again!

Someone who wants to see me alive. Even if for pretense, someone still sees me for me. "God, I hate your pathetic face" he spat and I flinched at his harsh tone. He raised his hand, and about to land it against my cheek, like always. I close my eyes, waiting for the slap. But it never happened. I watch in shock as my husband punched on my father's face and the old man staggers backward, falling on his ass on the marbled floor. A gasp escaped from mama's mouth and she rushed to help him. I looked at my husband agape, his nose flaring, his face turning red.

I thought, perplexed, Where does he come up with these things at a time like this? "I think it’s a good option," he said, sounding thoughtful. "If you’re angry with me, that same night, you have to spank me right away, that way you release your anger and I can relax..." he said nonchalantly, shrugging. "Ha, ha, ha," I burst out laughing. I couldn’t keep up with my husband’s fantasies. "And what happens if it’s you who’s angry?" "We can try it too," he raised an eyebrow mischievously. "We don’t know if you might end up liking the spanking as well, and I promise to be very careful."

As my pussy collided with my husband's sac, I struck a hand against Trisha's cheek, making her moan softly. She glanced over her shoulders, “Do it again. I need it please,” she pleaded and I swung my hand against her cheek again, gasping at the thick crown pushing and pulling out of me. My husband took the cue and started spanking me as well, making my core clenched tighter around him and the feeling of his veiny cock finding way through my tight core at every thrust made me groan in pleasure. “Let me feel Trisha's cunt on my cock, babe, come sit on my face,” My husband said and we swiftly made the exchange.

My eyes stung with the tears that I hadn't shed yet, nor did I want to – at least not in front of him. And then suddenly he spanked my butt. It was so harsh that a loud gasp escaped my throat, and my body jerked forward. "I asked you something!" he roared. "NO!" I spat. "I didn't miss you. My husband was enough." I felt him take a deep breath at my response. His mouth was too close to my ear, and his body was just above mine. I could practically feel the heat radiating off him. Silence stretched between us for a long moment before he broke it.