Spanked By Husband Novels & Stories

Instead, her voice was provocative: “Is that the best you can do, husband?” The next spank was my hardest yet, the sound of my hand on her ass echoing through the room as she moaned—whether from pain or pleasure, I wasn’t sure—driving me wild. Her sensitive skin reddened instantly, and I started stroking myself while spanking her, hard enough to arouse her but not to hurt her. I already had a bite to deal with, which still pissed me off thinking about how long it took to heal. Not to mention Pumpkin’s knees, still raw in places, probably uncomfortable and painful, though she never complained.

“Oh don’t even ask! That man is crazily possessive! He had spanked me once for I guess what? I don’t even remember it was that minor issue. He and his over possessiveness is unbelievable!” Sabrina huffed as crimson dusted her cheeks remembering the determined look in the eyes of her husband when exiting the house. He really wanted to make her submit tonight but no! She won’t let him. Just for tonight. “Ooh seems somewhat similar to Christian Grey personality from fifty shades. My boyfriend is also very dominating and I am very rebellious. Uh I guess I don’t need to tell. Again sorry for the slap Sabrina. So yeah he says he spank me to tame me! Though I cry internally I love it!” Lily said sm

Not brutal, but hurting and pleasing. I yelp, another moan. Another smack. “This is for running away.” I twist my head to glare at him. “I ran because you’re a monster.” Then another Smack. “Monster? I’m your husband now. Act like it.” “Go to hell.” I say. He spanks again, harder, then soothes with a rub. He’s in between my widely opened legs and I feel him position himself, ready. “Fuck you,” I say, the bond pulling me unde as I crave this feeling.

Amber. His free hand cracked down on my ass, sharp, stinging. I screamed, my pussy clamping down so hard he groaned. “Again,” I begged. “Please, mark me.” He spanked me harder, left cheek, right cheek, over and over until my skin burned bright red. Each slap drove me higher, made me wetter, made my clit throb so violently I thought I’d cum untouched. “Gonna fill this cunt,” he panted. “Gonna pump you so full it leaks down your thighs for days. Everyone who sees you will smell me on you. They’ll know you’ve been fucked raw by your fucking husband to be.”

I could feel the bulge beneath my ribs growing with every smack he gave me. “What the hell is wrong with you?” standing up. My ass stings, and I’m sure it’s as red as a tomato. I stared at my husband. I was angry that he was spanking me. I wanted to show him I was annoyed with the spanking, but fuck, the man looks like he just stepped out of a magazine with his thick black hair that falls in his eyes, abs that make me want to run my fingers down, and those V muscles that lead to something I desperately want to feel inside me. Just looking at him makes me wet. Unknowingly, to me instead of fighting him for spanking me.

“You need heat for your back and ice for your ass.” “Romantic,” I grinned, cheeks still pink. “You’re such a gentleman.” “I fucked my wife through a mirror last night until she cried blood,” he deadpanned. “I think we’re past ‘gentleman.’” I blushed, biting back a laugh. “Okay, fine. My sadistic caveman husband.” “I’ll be right back, sunshine,” he said. “Don’t move or I swear to God, I’ll spank you on the other side.”

My voice came out all breathy and broken. “Yeah you like that huh. You want your husband’s brother to wreck this married cunt on your honeymoon balcony while he sleeps right there.” He gripped my ass tighter, spanking one cheek hard then the other and started thrusting up to meet me with powerful strokes. Every time I came down he drove up and his thick cock slammed against that spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyes. The wet slapping sounds of skin on skin and my pussy juices smacking against his balls were so loud I worried for a second but the thrill of getting caught only made me wetter.

He pulled her harshly “Ahh!” “That's right!”he smirked “WHat are you doing?” she looked at him “SO! Dear wife, be ready as your Daddy is going to be a little harsh today and make you learn what are the repercussions of your one ill treatment towards my Queen.” She shivered so pulled away and said “I was in an emotional mess.” “Not my problem, you should remind yourself who you are?”saying that he spanked her hard, making her jump. Her hand involuntarily reached to her right bump to caress.

"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.

Aurora yelled and Vincenzo landed her another slap on her right ass cheek. We are just starting… I’m spanking you twenty times… I want you to count. Thwack, the sound came and she groaned. 1, she cried. He kept spanking her 2, 3, ,4,5, 6, 7, 8…… until it reach the twentieth…..her ass was already red and he smiled like a demon enjoying the softness of her ass… Learn to be a good girl for your hubby… He whispered…. He doesn’t want you to use any hairpin but you stole the hairpin in his locker.