Spanking Marriage Novels & Stories

Kissing her out of nowhere—what did he take her for? What she wouldn't admit, though, was the undeniable stirring in her heart. Christian fell silent for a moment. "Little spitfire!" he thought. "If I spoil my wife, I'll just have to put up with it," Christian thought. "But once we're married, I'll teach her a lesson! Yep, I'll strip her down, pin her under me, and spank her until she's teary-eyed and begging for mercy." Meanwhile, Julian was in a state of shock. "Good heavens, who dares to treat Mr. Blacksood like this? She must have a death wish," he thought.

Emma screamed, voice hoarse from the throat fucking. He railed her mercilessly, hips slapping loudly against her ass. One hand gripped her hair, yanking her head back so she was forced to stare at the wedding photo while he destroyed her cunt. “Thank me for ruining your marriage,” he growled, spanking her ass hard. “Thank you, Daddy! Thank you for ruining my marriage your cock is so much better!” Emma wailed as another orgasm ripped through her. She squirted all over the sheets, soaking the bed she shared with Mark.

Not even the press. That I’m married to him.

he commanded, his voice a low, dangerous growl. ​"Ethan, what's wrong..," I stated, my heart sinking. ​"I don't eat 'charity' and I certainly didn't marry you to have a servant," he snapped, pushing the chair back so hard it nearly toppled. "Don't ever step foot in that kitchen again. Do you understand? You are a wife in name only. Act like one."​He turned on his heel and stormed out, while ​I stood there, feeling humiliated,

“You dropped a fucking bomb on me and then ran off. Do you have any idea how that feels?” Ophelia’s hands tightened around her mug. “It doesn’t matter how you feel, Ryder. This marriage was never real, to begin with. You married me to attain my mum's business and you have full control over it now, taking care of Ryan was a bonus and I don't have to do them anymore” The words hit me like a punch to the gut. “Not real?” I repeated, my voice laced with disbelief. “Is that what you tell yourself? Because it sure as hell felt real to me.”

"That's not a problem, you can leave your husband and get a divorce from him. I don't care if you are married; you belong to me and me alone." "Are you crazy?!" Charlotte busted out in anger. She used all of her energy to push Christian's hands off her. "You really expect me to leave my husband for you?" "Listen Charlotte, I know five years have passed but I still feel the same way about you. Plus, I know that the marriage between Sebastian and you is just a contract marriage. You guys never even met prior to a month before your marriage." Charlotte's heart stopped beating for a moment when she heard Christian say that her marriage was based on a contract.

“Open up, slut.” She obeyed instantly, sucking him in while Tobias hammered her from behind. Drool and muffled cries mixed as she rocked between them. Darius leaned close to me, his smirk sharp. “Look at her. This is who your wife really is.” I looked. I couldn’t not. Marina’s body shook as she took both ends, spit dripping down her chin, her ass red and raw from spanking. The men switched again, each one taking his turn inside her ass. Every time one pulled out, another rolled on a condom and slid in, forcing her to stretch wider, her body jerking under them.

“About my colleagues knowing what a whore I am. About my husband finding out I let the office destroy me…” Lena grabbed her hair and forced her back down, riding her face roughly. I slammed into her ass, the pressure building in my balls. It was all insane, Mara’s body jerking between us, her tits bouncing, Lena’s ass smothering her, my cock stretching her tightest hole while Jamal wrecked her pussy. “More,” I snarled, spanking her ass hard. “Tell us what you’re risking.”