Novel & Cerita My Husband Spanked Me

"I won’t let this slide," Ivy muttered under her breath, striding purposefully through the front yard of her house. "Why am I the one being thrown out?" Her fists clenched tightly at her sides, the memory of that night—the night she caught her husband in bed with another woman—flashing back with cruel clarity, reigniting the fury inside her.

"Matt, you're in big trouble, but I think we can work it out. O.K.?" Again he nodded his head. "O.K., Matt. Here's what we're going to do. If you do what I say, maybe we can forget about you getting into trouble. O.K.?" He nodded his head. ***** "Oh, my god! You are so bad! I can hardly wait to fuck you," my husband said urgently. He pulled my panties down and I stepped out of them. He held my skirt up above my waist and gave my butt a couple of hard swats. Almost before I could holler - and I did holler - he stuck his fingers back into my cunt.

He leaned forward and snarled, really snarled at me, “Don’t ever talk about yourself that way. I would murder someone else if they said such a thing about you, but I will spank your ass if I hear you say it again.” I cross my arms and growl, “Really, threatening to hit someone who just got assaulted, must make you feel like such a man.” He glared back at me, “Baby you know the difference between getting assaulted and getting spanked for being a bad girl. Now, are you going to tell me or will I have to ask Aria?” I push my hand through my hair, rolling my eyes, “My ex husband just beat the shit out of me this morning. I just got out of the fucking e.r. So can you please just leave me the fuck

David barked, still glaring at me, challenging me. “This is my house,” I explained to him, trying to stay calm. “You can’t just barge in here anytime you feel like it. We’re no longer married and our contract makes it clear – you are to have nothing to do with my future. You’re in clear violation of that.”

The two of them continues to laugh, leaving me in to try and breathe properly even though my patience has reached its limit. ''Imagine her screaming my name as I fuck her deep and hard or how she would cry out for me to go faster and faster just so that she can feel the fucking pleasure,'' He continues as he leans closer and closer towards my face. ''Then, I'd shove her face down onto the fucking bed just to spank her hard so that she wouldn't be able to sit properly the next day. Man, your wife is giving me all these fucking urges.'' He chuckles. Just like that, my patience has somehow gone off the roof as I push myself away from the man's grasps before punching straight onto his face; cont

I whimpered, my eyes going wide knowing this was insane. Fucking insane. How the hell am I supposed to go back to that party like this—clothes ruined, body burning—and why the fuck did I love the sound of it tearing? "I asked a fucking question. Does your husband spank you like this?" Another spank. My eyes rolled deep into my head. "No...fuck no, he doesn't...he fucking..." The rest of my words died in my throat as he pulled my leg apart and two thick fingers shoved into me—deep, hard, like he didn’t believe in gentleness.

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.

" Nate yelled. "You love her?" I found it ridiculous. I walked up to Nate and swung my arm, slapping him hard across the face. He nearly fell out of his wheelchair. He was stunned. It was probably the first time since we had gotten married that I had ever hit him like that. Grace screamed. "How dare you hit him?!" I backhanded her across the face. "I won't just hit him. I'll hit you too." Nate struggled to get up. I kicked him straight in his broken leg, and his face turned pale from the pain.

CHAPTER ONE “You stupid bitch!!” TWACK!!! The punch landed on my right jaw and I immediately tasted the familiar taste or copper and iron fill my mouth and throat. "Who the fuck do you think you are, talking back at me like that? Huh? Looking me in the fucking eye?! You're growing wings, huh? You're growing wings?" The next slap literally blinded me. Faint dots sorrounded my vision as my eyes closed from the pain. My husband hitting me when he was angry did not surprise me anymore. At this stage in my marriage, I already expected it.

"Don't be willful. This will be the last time I touch you. Just behave. My temper is really bad right now." "Did you not see what we just witnessed?" My voice rose despite myself. "Did you not see your wife riding my husband's cock like her life depended on it? And you want to fuck me in the back of your car like I am some whore you can use whenever you feel like it?" I didn't realize when I slapped him.