Wife Gets Spanking Novels & Stories

The three of them went into another world for a couple of minutes as both guys fucked my wife as if their lives depended on it, with Sandra seemingly enjoying every second. “Is that good baby?” Desi grunted, then he spanked her ass– ‘crack’, “do you like it rough?” ‘Crack’ another smack on the other cheek, “I bet you’ve dreamed of getting fucked like this for years?” ‘Crack.’ “Haven’t you?” ‘Crack’, the spanking was getting louder and her cheeks were turning red. Sandra’s breathing was getting shorter and her eyes were nearly popping out of her head as she energetically sucked Kez’s dick while Desi fucked and spanked her.

“Argh!” I was instantly frightened and infuriated, the blood rushing through my head almost driving me crazy. It took me a moment to get myself back, and stop the illusion of spinning stars hovering my head. “What the fuck Wilson? Why did you spank my ass twice??!!” I shouted at him, rubbing my ass to soothe the pain. His face beamed widely in an evil way and I sensed that something was fishy. “The first spank was punishment for marrying another man and the second one is a message to your husband.”

She shouted as her patience ran out and pain became unbearable but I held her hands pinned behind her back as I kept spanking it harder and harder. "What did you think? We are husband and wife now so I won't punish you for defying me and will make love to you? You're so wrong babes because you made one hell of a mistake by running away " I told her as i kept spanking her ass more barbarously until it turned bleeding red.

Logan doesn’t like when I call him by his name. When we are in front of people and have to act like a sweet couple, I can call him by his name. But when we are alone, I have to call him alpha. Otherwise, he would punish me. I get punishment every day, as my husband rapes me every night. But when he is angry, the punishment takes a unique method. Like spanking, whipping, choking. I never enjoy our sexual acts. But when the punishment was added, it became more difficult. And it doesn’t matter how much I get punished, the next morning I have to act like a loving couple in front of everyone.

But that doesn't stop me from feeling somewhat intrigued, so I turn my face slightly, seeing Dominik behind me. My husband keeps a soft smile on his lips, while he has his gaze lowered and fixed on my body, looking at me with desire. His hands are fixed on my hips, but soon they begin to move down my skin, caressing my buttocks and legs, with gentle touches that are somewhat desperate. But before I can ask or complain that he was going so annoyingly slow, Dominik surprises me, when in one swift movement he separates one of his hands from my body and then drops it hard on one of my buttocks, spanking me.

Realizing there would be no courtesy in my husband, I began to work my tongue in and around his toes sucking on them, only the thought of how turned on I was allowing me to get through this filthy act. The taste and smell really weren’t that bad, but my lifelong idea that feet were the dirtiest part of a person was making me extremely nauseous. As I moved to the bottoms, I could feel every wrinkle on them as my tongue swept over them. I looked up at him and could tell that he was thoroughly enjoying the sensations and the power he had over me. I tried to finish as quickly as possible without missing any parts, hopeful that this would be the only thing I had to do before he wanted to fuck me.

“You pretend to be such a good wife, but you’re just a cum-hungry whore who spreads her legs for anyone. Now you’re my personal pussy eater.” I came hard on her face, flooding her mouth. But I wasn’t done. I made her lie on her back on the coffee table and sat on her face, riding her tongue while I pinched and twisted her nipples sadistically. She moaned in pain but kept licking. I used a belt from the closet, spanking her tits and thighs while she ate me. Red welts formed on her skin. “This is what happens to cheating wives who get caught. You belong to me now.”

She looked ridiculous and arousing at the same time in a way that made me want to disappear. "Yes, Miss Catherine," he replied in a falsely high voice. "I've been very, very bad." "Then you know what happens to bad boys." What followed was a scene that would haunt my nightmares forever. The woman bent her husband over a chair and began spanking him with the ruler while he made exaggerated moaning sounds that suggested this was not punishment but rather enthusiastic foreplay. "Oh god, no, no, NO!" I screamed mentally, desperately trying to escape the horrifying scene. "AXEL! TAKE ME TO AXEL!"

I pause for a brief moment, yet I continue, "I don't want him to come out as crazy as you." "Clayton!" From both sides, I hear the two women that I am going to spend the rest of my damn life echoing to every crack and crevice and corner. Betty is the first, "You are not too old for a good spanking." Well, that thought just puts a horrible taste in my mouth and an image that I wish was never, then from the very close left side of me, Isabella, "I am going to snap your head until it spins. You are not too old for a spanking."

Within an instant, Catherine shot to her feet. The chair legs scraped across the floor with a piercing screech. “No! Simon, listen to me!” She turned to my parents with a pleading look before turning back to me. “Robert, we’ve been working together for many years. Divorce will only hurt both sides. Georgia’s only temporarily infatuated with that kid. I’ll teach her a lesson when I get back!” Jane snorted. “Catherine, looking at all the arranged marriages in our circle, no one can put up with such a disrespectful marriage! We’ve shown you enough respect!