Spanking Marriage Novels & Stories

Ariana scoffed. Jacob continued, "Ariana, I know it's unfair for me to say this. But if you trust me, I'll make sure Spencer treats you well and takes his responsibilities seriously." "There's no need for that. I shouldn't have expected anything from this marriage in the first place. It was for family interests, so now that we've come to this point, there's nothing more to say." Jacob looked at her. "Do you want a divorce?" Ariana smiled. "We're married in name only. Both of us have different dreams and goals in life. Isn't that how couples in marriage alliances live?"

And… A fellow she used to know. Elira stiffened. His voice was relaxed. "Elira. Haven't seen you in a while.". Her lips opened, but she remained silent. He drew nearer. "I need a favor." Her legs nearly buckled. "What… what kind of favor?" His eyes drilled into her. "A marriage. To me. One year. No strings. In return, I'll settle your debts, pay for your brother's treatment, and provide you with enough to begin anew." She blinked.

She turned and went up the stairs, vanishing into the sanctum of her and Dad's room, leaving us in a thick silence. The sound of her footsteps had hardly dissipated when Josh, the eternal opportunist, made his move. "Fixed marriage? Man, you're seriously getting the bad end of the deal. Your marriage is like a subscription package, you understand? Limited-time offer," he said, attempting a joke, which fell on deaf ears amidst the charged air. He caught a sharp backhand from me, the blow making him jump. "Ouch!" he exclaimed, rubbing the back of his head, his eyes widening in mock outrage.

I bite my lower lip to hide the smile that threatened to spread on my face. "A marriage." "What?" All three of us, Aria,cool grandpa and I said in unison. "A marriage contract between Aria and Alex." Aria scoffed. "You must be crazy. You think I'll walk out of a marriage and run straight into another one? You're out of your mind." "Dad…" I trail off not knowing what to say. Did I want to tie the knots with Aria? Definitely. Did I want it to happen this way? Not at all.

He has this thought, 'That if only that woman refuses the offer of his grandpa, then maybe he wouldn't have been in a tight situation and wouldn't be forced to marry. The truth was he was already in love with someone, but his grandpa hated the family of his woman, so his grandpa disagrees with their relationship. But even though his grandfather did not agree to their relationship before, he still did not force him to separate until the woman he married came. That when his grandfather changed his mind and threatened him to disinherit if he disagrees; so he got no choice but to obey his grandpa.

It felt hollow, a performance designed to mask something far more sinister. Ryan continued, his voice growing louder, more insistent. "In order to reignite the lost spark of our love, we've come to the decision to open our marriage. We've talked about it, and we both agree that we can go out and 'have fun' with another person besides each other."

“And I need something...” “I have a condition to “help you,” he says, cutting me off, I tell him to continue.” Don't get married, if she is in love it will help in the process of softening her image to her parents, and she will have me to confront and justify it. Then calmly think about marriage. Nego shook his head. “She could be pregnant” I speak of my suspicions. Lorenzo snorted and smacked my forehead. Pregnancy before marriage is punishable. "Certainty?" question.

“Really? Because you looked like a couple of filthy adulterers to me. You even used your tongue in that video! But you still insist you’re innocent? “If you’re being stalked, call the damn police! You had ‘no choice’ but to make out with a married man? Please, this isn’t an idol drama.” James looked livid. One of his friends hurriedly tried to talk me down. “Come on. Wendy, you and James have been married for ages! Don’t you know what he’s like? He would never mess around under our noses.” I shot back, “Right, because he’s messing around in front of your noses. Are you gonna cover your friend when he cheats and raise his bastard kids?”

I’m pretty sure that my butt was sore, it was red and swollen and even when he stopped spanking, I still couldn’t stop crying. This is one of his least punishments, I’m guessing he chose this punishment because he knows that I didn’t do anything to offend him. He was lying when he said that I attempted to take off the big he placed on my hairpin. He knows I would never attempt to do such, I know he placed some bugs on me, but I have never thought of taking them off because I know what is at stake. I can’t risk losing my kids and my family, I try so hard to avoid any situation that would make him mad at me. He knows that he fucking knows that. But he wouldn’t let me be, he loves hurting and s

~Lora~ Michael’s eyes jumped, his brows furrowed together like he was trying to translate a language he didn’t speak. “What?” I snapped, irritated. “You’re joking.” He let out a short, dry laugh that died in his throat. He tried to shrug it off, but his shoulders stayed tight, locked in place. “No, I’m not, hubby.” I pointed a finger between the two of us. “I want an open marriage. You do you. I do me.”