My Husband Spanked Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

Victoria Clinton lifts her chin: "I don't mind you having someone else!" Without letting Frederick Hall say anything, Clinton walked over and slapped Victoria Clinton squarely. The sound was so loud, that Victoria Clinton's face was tilted to the side. Her eyes widened, panic and surprise at the same time, she didn't expect that Clinton would hit her like that. Her left cheek was hot and painful. Even Victoria Clinton could feel the smell of blood in her mouth. “Grandpa…” Victoria Clinton took a step back, terrified. This is the first time her grandfather hit her.

He summoned the entire family, activated every connection he had, and launched a full-scale search for Lina. Within a single day, they found her. Lina threw herself into Marco’s arms the moment she was rescued, and when she saw me, her face twisted into fear. “Aurora, I’m sorry! I’ll stay far away from your husband from now on. Please don’t lock me up in the punishment room again!” It was the first time she called Marco my husband. Marco’s presence turned terrifying. His cold gaze shot toward me like a knife. “Aurora, jealousy has limits! Lina is just a child! The punishment room is for traitors and enemies! She was electrocuted and whipped in there… Do you have any idea she almost died?”

My husband, Jaxon Murray, was a renowned medical expert and owned a big company. He was participating in a clinical drug trial when someone tampered with his medication. Under the influence, he ended up entangled with an intern—ninety-nine times, right there on the lab table. When he regained clarity, he rushed home, locked himself in the bathroom, and submerged himself in the tub without food or water as he waited for me to return from work. "Lauren," he said, "my medication was switched during the trial. I made a terrible mistake. But I paid her off and had her dismissed. She'll never appear before me again." I wept miserably, clutching my belly that had once again failed to carry life.

"Dakota Perez! Where the hell did you go? Where are my car keys? And where's the car? Did you steal my car keys and drive off somewhere? Where the hell are you? I'm warning you—get your ass back here, or I'll break your legs!" His relentless insults and curses echoed from the phone. Everyone in the room instinctively fell silent, listening to his tirade. "Seriously, all this fuss because I wouldn't take you back to your parents' house for the New Year! Was it even worth starting a fight over? "Don't get me started about hitting you. In my village, it's normal for husbands to beat their wives. How are we supposed to keep our women in line if we don't do that?"

The moment he talked about the baby, my eyes stung. The air stilled for one second, two seconds… I sucked in a deep breath. “I’m injured—” But before I could finish what I wanted to say, Shaun started criticizing me again. “It’s just a mild burn, and you went to the hospital? Seriously? “We’re married, and I’m the one who provides for you. Can’t you be more frugal? “You could have just applied some burn ointment on your calf.” I shut my eyes, but I still could not stop the wave of grief in my heart.

Again he could hear that hint of a barely there laugh. Cedric tugged her body over his and cupped her bottom, clenching one cheek. "If we're speaking of punishments, my lovely wife, then I'll be happy to dole out spankings when required." He swatted her bottom and he knew by the hiss that escaped her that there would be a fresh pool of heat between her legs. "How dare you!" she chastised, but he lifted her hips up and impaled her on his newly hardened erection.

It took him some seconds to process that Mark had carried him on his shoulder. “You, what are you doing?” Angelo began to; struggle because of the awkward position that; he was forced into- by Mark. “Put me down.” “No can do and please stop struggling,” Mark then spank the buttocks of his wife. “You pervert!” Angelo shouted as Mark had spanked him on his buttocks. “How dare you touch my butt. I’m going to sue you!” Mark then slapped the buttocks of his wife another time, “I told you to stop struggling. A wife that is disobedient needs to be punished.”

Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak. "I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me. "The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"