Spanked By My Husband Novels & Stories

"We went to breakfast while you were hung-over, and you started an argument and walked out leaving us with the kids and the bill." I was angrier than I meant to get, and I pulled out of her and threw her across my lap. I spanked her ass bright red. "Your boys were so mean to my daughter, I had to wonder at how you'd raised them. Then I realized you probably didn't." She moaned as I spanked her and started squirming immediately. "Oww, please stop," she cried, as I smacked her hard, "stop Daddy." The Daddy comment was like a slap in the face. What was I doing spanking a grown woman for her bad behavior. She sobbed when I stopped and pushed her off my lap.

“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.”

The muscle in his cheek ticked and I watched him turn back to me, his eyes as black as the darkest pit When he spoke, his voice was quiet, soft even, opposite to what I knew he was feeling right now “You slapped me because of that motherfucker?” “You insulted my marriage and my husband” I seethed “Nobody insults my husband” His hand shot out and grabbed my nape, hauling me closer to him, his heat washed over me and I clamped down on the shiver racing up my spine His voice, hot and vicious was at my ear “But I’m your husband too, I’m still your husband”

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."

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?”

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.

“You’re not even drunk, Damnit. Don’t you dare pretend you don’t know what you were doing.” Her face crumpled, tears spilling down her cheeks. “I’m dizzy, my head is spinning..I swear something’s wrong with me. Please, believe me, Reid, I’d never_” Adrian smirked over her shoulder. “You seemed fine when you were grinding on me a little while ago. Maybe your husband doesn’t know what his perfect wife really wants.” “Shut your filthy mouth!” I lunged, fisting his collar and slamming him against the wall. My fury shook through my arms. “If you touched her without her consent, I’ll bury you.”

Every word made her tighten around me. A small smile tugged at my lips. “My wife has a kink, I see.” Ian is going to love this side of her. So fucking much. I pulled out, my breath ragged. “Turn over.” She obeyed instantly, flipping onto her stomach, pulling her ass in the air. Her face pressed against the sheet, back arched perfectly for me. I spanked her ass hard. “My obedient little wife.” Fingers finding their way into her hole.

He was big, thicker and longer than Ryan had ever been and he didn’t give me time to adjust. He fucked me hard and deep, hips slamming against my ass with every thrust. The sound of skin slapping skin filled my living room. “That’s it, Princess. Take every inch like the needy little slut you are,” he groaned, spanking my ass hard. “My brother’s dumped wife bent over and creamed on my cock.” “Shut up,” I moaned, even as I pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. He spanked me again, harder. “You love it. You love being fucked by the brother who actually knows how to handle you.”

“If you marry me, my family’s voting block merges with yours. You control eighty percent of the empire. Julian becomes completely irrelevant. He becomes nothing more than an employee you can fire at your leisure.” She took a step closer, her voice dropping to a seductive, lethal whisper. “Imagine his face. Imagine the absolute, paralyzing horror of the man who thought he was going to rule the world, realizing that the woman he tried to manipulate is now the ultimate authority in his life. The man who tried to destroy your legacy will have to bow to me. He will have to call me 'Mother.' “