Wife Spanking Punishment Novels & Stories

Ryan's POV I had single handedly written the rules in the contract to my taste. And one of the rules was. No strings attached, no physical contact in this fake contract Marriage but here I was, fucking her like I did last time. There's no going back, I'm fucking her hard and she's moaning from real pleasure this time. I love the way she calls out my name, with grave passion, better than the other women have ever moaned my name. Her eyes are closed but I'm watching her and thrusting myself, in and out of her. She's beautiful. That's all I could think of at that moment.

“I’ll make Cole pay for this if it’s the last thing I do!” I fished out my phone, ready to call the police. Then, Amelie slapped me. It was not a hard hit, but the insult stung harder than the slap. I looked at her in disbelief. She cried as she said to me, “Eli, stop throwing a tantrum!” Then, Dad became livid. He shouted, “I’ll disown you if you dare to make that phone call.”

We continued that way until her pride was out the window and by the time she relaxed into the act, I made her crawl around her extremely spacious master bedroom whilst spanking her ass at intervals. Way to punish her for being so careless with my children. Now, she's kneeling by my feet, staring up at me with pleading eyes whilst exhaling shallow breaths through her mouth. "Do you know why I'm punishing you in this manner?" I rasp as I pull my pants down to the knee level, releasing my very hard cock. Mirabella gasps, her eyes glinting with excitement as her teeth sinks into her bottom lip. "No sir." Groaning, I wrap my fist around my cock and begin pumping hard and fast with my thumb spread

She was completely exposed, ass up, holes still plugged and leaking. Jax yanked the plugs out roughly, making her whimper as cum poured down her thighs onto the cold floor. “Look at this married whore. Still full of our loads while her husband sleeps upstairs.” The first slap landed hard on her ass, making her jolt. Then another. And another. Marcus and Jax took turns spanking her without mercy, their palms cracking against her skin louder and louder. Her ass turned bright red fast, then deeper shades. “Harder,” Emma gasped, surprising even herself. “Please… make it hurt.”

Dad’s hands gripped the doorframe. “Ray… Bella…” He lay face down on the floor with his head banging against the floorboards. Another police officer walked over and grabbed his arm. “Sir, please control yourself. Do not interfere with the scene.” Dad shook the officer off. He stood up and turned toward my mother, lunging at her. He raised his arm and slapped Mom across the face. A sharp crack echoed through the living room. Her head lolled to one side and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

He spins me again, bends me over the toilet lid, and drives back in from behind. No mercy now. He fucks me like he’s trying to punish me for almost getting caught, hips slamming, hand fisted in my hair, the other spanking my ass raw. Every thrust forces a choked sob from my throat. “Take it,” he hisses. “Take your father-in-law’s cock while your husband walks away like a fucking idiot.” I come again, harder than before, squirting so violently it splashes the toilet tank.

If she brought that attitude with her tonight, I’d find a way to punish her. The first thing that came to mind was spanking her, which made me roll my eyes at myself. Spanking a woman is hardly a punishment for either party and always leads to sex. If she had proof of my handprint on her ass, that contract would be broken in no time, and I’d have to pay up without getting anything out of it. No. I would find another way to get back at Ripley. Fuck her and her stubbornness. Fuck her and her perfect pouty lips that tasted and felt so good.

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.

His swats were harder than Edith's and hurt a lot more making me struggle and begin to push with my feet against the floor to try and move away from my spanking. It was all Edith could do to hold me down across her lap, as she leaned on my back, while her husband spanked my sore ass. She finally told him to go get her hair brush and the lubricant, as I felt the spanking end, and I stopped my feet while Bill pulled my head up off of his lap by my hair while he stood up. The cheeks of my ass were burning as I felt Edith's hand caressing them as she told me more softly,

“It’s fixable, a few spanking and that look in your eyes would drain right away. I’m not even angry at you anymore.” A chuckle left his lips, his hand sliding down her arm. “A woman i—” Verya grabbed his hand, twisting it and when he yelled out in pain, she only twisted it farer. “You’re the one who needs a spanking, don’t look at me like I’m inferior to you. Woman or not, I’m stronger than you...that’s f*cking clear.” He clenched his jaw, whimpering pitifully. “Let go!” “No...”