Novel & Cerita Wife Spanked By Husband

If she took a leave and went to the studio backlot. 'No! I can't offend Daddy.' "Mama is very stern. You're an adult and you're a big boss. You have so many subordinates. How can Mama let you repent in the corner? I feel sympathy for you." Edwin curled the corners of his mouth. He was happy to hear Tail's words. But then he heard Tail whisper, "Mama should take a stick and spank you." Edwin was perplexed. "I saw it on a TV play. When wives punish their husbands, they spank them with a stick."

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

"I'd do anything to keep you safe and make you happy as long as it doesn't involve letting you go. I don't care what you think in that little mind of yours, but there's no option for you other than being my wife." Another spank. It was so painful that I caught my breath in a gasp, the immediate shock rushing through every cell in my body. I twisted around, kicking out with my shoes, trying to move away. He put one knee on my left thigh, pinning me even more tightly so that I couldn’t even wriggle, and the spank came down unforgivingly on my ass again and again. The sting spread across my ass cheeks, making them pound in severe pain.

—---------sophie’s pov—-------- This was the first time in my entire life that I had been spanked. And it wasn’t just anyone—it was *him*, my husband. The deep, sharp sting on my backside didn’t last long, but the shame lingered, swelling like a tidal wave inside me. My face burned hot, and I couldn’t decide if I wanted to cry or scream. Dominic’s voice came from behind me, low and steady, but chilling. “Do you know you’re wrong?”

She gasped as he smacked her buttock, smirking at his action. "How dare you?? Don't ever do that again you pervert." She shouted at him embarrassed at his audacity. “Okay” she heard him say but gasped loudly as he again smacked her but making her hiss. "Husband!!! You are so bad! I am your wife?! How can you do this to me?! She shouted and tried to get off him. Tried but obviously failed. He was unfazed by her words and to teach her a lesson he entered the water with her still on his shoulder, dangling.

I shouted and the few eyes around in the shop turn towards me. “I know you not to be dump, we are divorced and you have no rights to question me.” “Look, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to shout on you.” “I think you should leave.” Her partner finally spoke up. “I’m talking to my… ex wife and you have to remain quite.” I snapped at him “Who do you think you are Charles?” “Look Valerie, could you just hear me out? At least for some moment.” “Go ahead, I’m listening.”

He hits firmly and precisely, without using full force, making the skin redden and sting. "Tell me what you did wrong," he asks in an authoritative voice. He spanks me again. I groan. "I should have told you what was going on." "Why should you tell me?" he asks. Another spank. "Because you're my husband," I answer between moans. "And we have no secrets." "Good," he says. Only then he stops spanking me. His hand slips between my buttocks. His fingers slip between my legs and soon discover my wetness.

"Did you really want to hit my wife just now?" The word wife instantly shocked Grace. Even Kelsey looked at him briefly. But Ramon continued staring at Grace.His expression didn't soften. Grace hurriedly shook her head."No, sir." "No?"Ramon repeated. "Then explain why your hand was raised." Grace opened her mouth. But nothing came out.Because there was no explanation. Everyone could see what she had intended to do. Ramon nodded slowly."I see." Grace felt fear. Real fear this time."Sir... please listen..."

Every word made her tighten around me. A small smile tugged at my lips. “My wife has a kink, I see.” Ian is going to love this side of her. So fucking much. I pulled out, my breath ragged. “Turn over.” She obeyed instantly, flipping onto her stomach, pulling her ass in the air. Her face pressed against the sheet, back arched perfectly for me. I spanked her ass hard. “My obedient little wife.” Fingers finding their way into her hole.

I thought, perplexed, Where does he come up with these things at a time like this? "I think it’s a good option," he said, sounding thoughtful. "If you’re angry with me, that same night, you have to spank me right away, that way you release your anger and I can relax..." he said nonchalantly, shrugging. "Ha, ha, ha," I burst out laughing. I couldn’t keep up with my husband’s fantasies. "And what happens if it’s you who’s angry?" "We can try it too," he raised an eyebrow mischievously. "We don’t know if you might end up liking the spanking as well, and I promise to be very careful."