Wife Getting Spanked Novels & Stories

I pulled the shirt off and went to the waist of the slacks, unbelted, and pulled them down along with my underwear. “Turn this way and open your legs, Mrs. Laterza.” “Do I get a prize?” The look in her eyes was greedy. “No, you get a spanking. I believe that was negotiated.” “It was not.” She smiled in a very wicked way. “It will be before the night is over. I have a few things we need to come to terms with. First, I will fuck my wife, and then we will discuss what is important, and then I will fuck my wife again.”

“What the fuck is your problem?” “Do I look like one of your whores you order around?” I ask him. He lifts me off the bed. He pushes me down on the bed on my stomach. When I try to get back up, he pushes me. “A bad wife needs to be punished, doesn’t she?” he asks. “Damien if you don’t get the fuck off me…” I warn him. {SPANK} The mother fucker spanked me. He actually spanked me. “Get ready baby…” he says seconds before he slams into me.

This man cannot be saying this, he is literally trying to gaslight me into thinking that how good he is, but I am the one who is not appreciating his efforts "And spanking isn't even that big of a deal." He shrugged. Like it isn't a big deal to force your wife to strip down her pants in front of so many men twice her age and turn her bare bottom deep red and purple. Like it's not a big deal to humiliate your wife in front of the whole family and secretly record her humiliation. It infuriates me that he thinks it's not a big deal. Then what is a big deal? Killing your wife? Finally ending her life! Because I sure am ready to die.

"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.

Swearing deeply that he would f*ck this lady hard, he turned her around and spanked her *ss, periodically spreading her butt–cheeks to expose her sl*t from behind. Feeling his hard d*ck pressing on her butt, she wriggled again to slid it inside her c*nt, but he backed away and slapped her *ss once more. Seeing him provoked cheered her up. Despite being hurt, the mixture of lust and pain kept her wanting more of his spanking. With that, she dropped her chest to the couch, raised her *ss before shaking it with excitement. Unable to control the contraction within her walls, upon touching her lips from behind, she squirted on his trousers.

Being at the villa would have heightened her emotions and hindered our discussions. I got us both out of the bath and knocked her hands away as I dried her. “Get in the bed, naked and get comfortable. I will be in there in a moment,” I ordered her. She crossed her arms with an arched brow and a smile. “Really?” Fuck her tits looked good when she did that. I crowded her with my body before I lent down, so my lips were only an inch from hers. “Or there will be consequences.” She narrowed her eyes at me: “You spank me, and I’ll spank you back. THAT will be called a repercussion.”

Turned the knob and pushed it open. I froze, my eyes widening A woman—bare and naked, legs spread wide over Mason's cock. She rode him with passion while his hands gripped her ass, spanking her hard enough to echo. Her moans filled the room. My breath caught in my throat. He tilted his head and saw me. "Harder, you bitch" he growled, spanking her again while his eyes locked on mine. He winked. "Wanna join?" Tears blurred my vision. I ran.

Her fingers firmly grasped Aaron's cheeks in the middle of her forefinger and thumb before she inhaled impolitely, "In the future, don't even think about talking, calling your life terrible, if not I wouldn't fret spanking your butt." Aaron gazes at her, blinks and giggles with gusto. Like an all out hearty chuckle, and it's the hottest giggle Kathy has heard and loved every time. "That's cute. You will spank me. With your little hand, it will only hit like a leaf." Kathy laughed, and left his mouth, brushing her fingers through his hair. "Don't underestimate the power of your little wifey… hubby. He shrugs with a playful smile, "Then I will want one."

She was also wearing a multi-coloured, high-waist sequin fringe skirt that could barely cover her perky, naked butt. Bending over and spreading her ass cheeks with her hands, she showed them she was wearing a red and black striped g-string. "Like what you see?" she asked, resting her palms on her knees and swaying her rear. "Why not?" Harris said, walking over to her to spank her. "That's for being naughty," "Thank you, Daddy," Aaron came over and spanked her as well, "That's for being a good slut," "Thank you, Master," Wyatt came over, cupped her ass cheeks and kneaded them for a bit before spanking her hard, making her gasp, "That's for having a delicious pussy,"

I got slapped at my own wedding, and my wife’s bodyguard was the one who did it. Amelie Darren was standing before me in her custom-made wedding dress and smiling gently. Her expression was warm. Right then, a figure suddenly sped over from her side. It was Cole Martin. Before I could react, there was a sharp smack, and the left side of my face burned with pain. I was stunned. I covered my cheek as I looked at Cole in astonishment.