Spanking Marriage Novels & Stories

"Are you really that desperate? In such a hurry to replace Jenny?" Dinah stared at Leander in disbelief, her words coming out in a stammer. "L-Leander?" Leander seized her by the throat and yanked her close. "You think you're worthy of Jenny's place? You really think you could ever replace her? She's the only wife I'll ever have. You're just Derek's whore. I was never going to marry you." Dinah thrashed against his grip, her once-alluring face twisting into something vicious. "Why are you doing this to me?"

"Because that's a term I have heard before." Ed was shaking his head. "That's two similar, but different things. Swinging is sharing your spouse with another couple, either individually or together. An open marriage isn't a mutual consent thing, normally. An open marriage means that if I find some girl attractive, let's just say Kelly, for argument's sake. Let's say that she's a waitress that I find attractive and I sweet-talk her into coming home with me. As long as Marie is okay with it, and Kelly is obviously okay with it, I can have sex with her."

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,

“I don’t give a fuck what was going on. I don’t care if we were fighting or arguing, but I am your husband, Anna, and I deserve to know if my wife had flown across the country. A wife who is still recovering!” “Yes, I am sorry.” I lowered my head, suddenly feeling shame. “Sorry doesn't cut it, Anna. He pressed on, and I nodded, unable to defend myself. We stood there for what felt like an hour before he spoke again. “You will be punished?” He suddenly declared, and my breath hitched. “Punished?” My head tilted in question, heart pounding so loud as my brain conjured all forms of punishment, and none of them looked pleasing. “Yes.” He bit, his fingers slowly encasing my wrist and pulling me i

If she did not fight back, he would think that she was a pushover. Hank would think that Liberty was weak if she did not retaliate. Both Serenity and Jasmine gave Liberty a thumbs up. They agreed that Liberty should not compromise on everything. Since Hank proposed going halves, he should get a taste of his own medicine. “Hank was so nice to Liberty back then. It hasn’t been that long since they got married. What an eye-opener…” Jasmine sighed. Marriage was truly the graveyard of romance. Single people wanted to get married, but married people wanted out.

"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.

I was so grateful that I listened to her, even though it was difficult and I was scared to death… but thank goodness everything worked out just fine. “But still… that doesn't mean you won't be punished,” Elder Carrington chipped in. “We have to let others know that marriage is a sacred institution and shouldn't be treated with levity. And the moment we let you both off the hook without punishment, I'm sure there are people who would raise their brows and think we are being partial.” Of course, I understood him perfectly. Someone like Leon and Kieran would definitely raise their brows later. But still… my chest slammed hard. I hoped the punishment would be anything else but definitely not one

"Is this another type of ritual?" "I am awaiting my punishment, wife. Do as you will." Penny bit her lip to hold in a giggle. "Get up. Why don't we call ourselves even and forget about this punishing stuff? Well, maybe not the spanking bit. That part is kind of fun." She'd no sooner spoken than she found herself lifted in the air. Reg held her up effortlessly, his swollen cock probing at her damp sex. With a thrust, he sheathed himself, and his fingers clutched at her buttocks to balance her. Penny wrapped her legs tightly around her husband's blue waist.

“Seriously? Why would I be jealous, Dominic? What right do I have to be jealous?” I bite my lip. “I don't know. I mean, you're my wife.” Her mouth hangs open, and then she utters the words that trigger my anger. “Contract wife.” I grit my teeth at her words, feeling frustrated and hurt. Her response stings and I can't help but retort, my tone laced with irritation, “You're right; we're just contract spouses.” Is that all I am to her? She crosses her arms, her expression still simmering with anger. “Of course, I know, Dominic,” she says sarcastically. “I guess contract husbands sleep with their contract wives, right? Perfect,” she snaps and turns to stare out the window, her chest heaving.

“You wouldn’t put me down! You’ve hit me plenty of times—so what if I hit you twice?” His eyes darkened, sharp with a dangerously calm fury. He gripped my jaw, his fingers rough but not painful. “Spanking,” he said slowly, mockery dripping from every syllable, “is a form of sexual suggestion. Is this how you plan to handle our divorce?” My breath caught. Sexual? My cheeks flamed. “That’s ridiculous!” I protested. “You started it! You were spanking me for years—since I was fifteen! How is it discipline when you do it, but something else when I do?”