Spanking Wife Story 소설 & 이야기

It was quite clear that he was definitely enjoying my ordeal. "How many spanks do you think would suffice for these mistakes?" He asked. "I am not a kid that you will spank," I retaliated. "You are everything that I want you to be," he shot back, his words dripping with possessiveness, "and be glad that I am leaving you just by spanking." What a joke! "I believe five spanks for each mistake should suffice to start," His hand pressed against my buttock, a chilling sensation that sent shivers down my spine. "Now, count for me."

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.

“Kept thinking about you here. Round with my baby. My ring on your finger. Mine.” He flipped me onto my stomach, ass up. The first smack landed sharp and perfect. I moaned into the pillow. Another. Harder. He pulled my hair, arching my back as he pushed inside me in one rough thrust. “Fuck, Cain—” “Yeah. Say my name.” He fucked me deep and primal, hips snapping, one hand fisted in my hair, the other spanking in rhythm. “You’re going to be my wife. Say it.” “I’m going to be your wife,” I panted, pushing back to meet every thrust. The stretch was perfect, overwhelming. He felt wild tonight, like the hours away had driven him crazy.

“Shut the fuck up and take it. This married cunt belongs to your stepbrother now.” He fucked me like he hated me — hard, deep, merciless strokes that made my tits bounce violently. The wet, obscene slapping of his balls against my clit filled the room. “You’re nothing but a set of holes for me,” he snarled, spanking my ass red. “Your husband thinks he married a pure, innocent girl. He has no idea I already turned his wife into my personal cumdump.” Tears streamed down my face from the intensity, but my pussy was gushing around him.

*spank* "lied" *spank* "to" *spank* "me" *spank* "Please stop! Have mercy" I wailed in agony. My ass was already very sore. "You lied to your husband. That too for a random person." He growled while grabbing a handful of my hair and turned me to him. He was there! "I fucking HATE liars Rosalia. You should never, I mean, never lie to me no matter what." He hollered at me looking into my eyes. "It's your fault that you got spanked... Yeah?"

“Your husband would spank you for such things.” “He never once spanked me,” she spoke boldly. “He preferred mental and emotional abuse on me. I would have been taken to a party with his ridiculous family dressed like a whore where he would tell anyone who would listen the best wife is a paid for one, especially if the purchased bitch was as stupid as I am. The dumber the better.” She plunked the phone on the table and met the concerned gaze of Ruggero Rapallino. “You’re on the table.”

The older woman looked at him and then nodded. "Yes Sir, it is quite simple really. Back when I was married, my husband and I were adventurous. I loved his dominate streak and being spanked and humiliated by him. When he realized that, in the privacy of our bedroom, he took to calling me his little fuck puppy and making me crawl around like a dog. In public and around Abi, he called me his love puppy. I enjoyed our puppy games and I've missed them. Abi somehow remembered and figured out that I enjoyed being treated like his fuck puppy. She offered to help me take that to the next level and fully embrace the sex pet lifestyle."

I pulled two of his buttons, then shoved my hands on his chest. His lips tasted divine, but I guess he didn’t find mine as alluring. He pulled away immediately, then pulled me by my knees so I was suspended on his shoulders, then he spanked my ass. “Don’t do that in public,” he spanked me again as he took me out of the bar and then into a car. All throughout the car ride, I laid on his thighs, saying everything that came to mind. “I miss mom; what if that prick of a husband does something to her again?” I said.

He leaned in instead, nearly gathering the little bunny in his arms again. No! He couldn't. Someone bumped into him in a whisk, snatching her away from him. It was Raejay. Not only had he snatched away his wife, Raejay also hugged Cinderella. He pressed her into his arms like his favourite toy, whilst spanking her butt possesively. Spanking her ass? The big devil's eyes dimmed a little too hard. He frowned so ugly, the open air became so tight and suffocating. Hey! That was his wife's bum bum the bastard was touching. Royalty also had a habit of doing the same. He enjoyed spanking Cinderella's bum too.

"My wife's a cuckqueen. She loves watching me fuck tight, young cunts like you. Now that's earned you a spanking. Strip my son then get naked." I jumped at the firmness in his voice even as I was shocked that Mrs. Miller could be so deviant. She was as warm and loving as my own mother. The world spun around me as I pulled off Carter's shirt. I whimpered as I dropped that to the floor. He nodded, clearly eager for me to do more.