Wife Spanking Punishment Novels & Stories

Ever took a breath and continued, "For your reckless interference, you will be collared for one month and publically spanked. Additionally, any Wolf, male or female, negatively affected by your behavior has been given the opportunity to spank you themselves. They will take turns until every Wolf is satisfied you've learned your lesson" Sydney gasped loudly. Her head snapped up, genuine fear running through her eyes. She trembled. Hycinth froze in my arms, her mouth dropping open just slightly, as she understood just how significant a penalty the mated pairs had sentenced. Even I was a little surprised. Hell, if we were going to have to wait on every Wolf who wanted to spank her to take a tur

“You’re serious.” “Completely.” Smack, smack, smack. “You really think I’m going to let you…hit me?” “Not hit you. Spank you. Big difference. Losing your temper and throwing your boot at me proved you need to learn there are consequences for acting out against me.” Smack, smack, smack. “No. Way. You are fucking delusional.” The continual smack, smack, smack was wearing on her nerves. “I haven’t been spanked since I was about six years old.”

"I can't what? Speak up, sweetie. Are you here for my approval, or do you want another F?" "No!" she shook her head fervently. "No, you can... you can spank me. That's fine. So I, um... what do I do?" I ventured a thin smile. "Assume the position." "Yeah, but... what position? If you want me on your lap you'll have to sit down. Or do I just grab my ankles, or...? You have to throw me a bone, here, Mr. Canon." I let my displeasure show, and the effect was visibly chastening. "First things first, spanking is about punishment, and contrition. If I wanted sass, I'd have brought Taylor over. You have to want my approval more than her, don't you?"

I told him how every time someone in the group got hit I could feel their pain. After six weeks of calling me a liar he suddenly decided it was time for me to receive punishment for my failure. That first punishment he hit me fourteen times with a belt with my clothes on. After three weeks of him doing this I refused to report to him. I told my parents that he was spanking me for failing warrior training. Even they were shocked and promised to speak with him.

he asked, his voice full of distaste. I gulped and then started typing again. “You always spank them don’t you?” I asked and he nodded. “Yes, I spank them when they are being naughty or when we are fucking. But we aren’t doing any of that right now Mariana, what I’m about to do is punish you for what you have done. Get over here now.” His order went through my entire body and I know he wouldn’t repeat this.

He dictated, his face became dark with displeasure. Pure devil. Mili bit her lip to keep herself from crying out loud. She whimpered as she counted forward. Daniel dragged her onto his lap cause she was wiggling away instinctively. She squirmed beneath his hand. After a certain point, the sensations built into something surpassing the pain with each impact of his cruel touch. Daniel's hand was unrelenting, methodical. Every spank was to remind her of her wrongdoing. His breathing was steady and controlled, opposite to Mili, as the rhythm of the spanking picked up, the heat of his punishment spreading across her skin, very domineeringly travelling towards her core. Mili refused to admit, but

She whirled around with a yelp and slapped me hard across the face like the spunky little minx she was. "Don't you dare spank me here, Kian," she objected, wriggling like an animal snared in a poacher's trap. "People will see . . . they'll hear . . ." A bastard would flog her sore, sorry ass raw, mating mark or not. But as I said, I was an ass man, and her ripe, juicy peach was just begging to be fucked. "No one is looking . . . but you bet your sweet ass they'll want to hear this. You broke rule number one. It'll be my dick doing all the spanking, and you're gonna beg for forgiveness."

Master said, "but I'd prefer you didn't. I don't want them used to addressing their betters with familiarity. It might result in their punishment." "What kind of punishments are you talking about? Sit in a corner, time out?" "More like spankings or whippings, Mistress," I replied, "until our asses are red and it's hard to sit down for awhile." "You'd spank or whip your wife?" Sarah asked.

The sound was like a gunshot in this small room and then he struck the other side, spanking me several more times, even harder than the first few. I wanted to struggle, to throw myself forward and escape him, but my fear of falling combined with his hand on my waist kept me firmly in place. I could take this, right? A spanking was a punishment for a child, not a grown woman like me. I’d survive his hand and then his belt just like millions of children before me.

he pressed her even more at the table as her punishment. “Baby, of course! I was the one who destroyed it... why?” She blinked innocently while waiting for her man’s next words. “I’m gonna spank your ass today until both of them turned pink... I was misunderstood 2 years ago. Don’t you know that they beat me black and blue because they thought that I was the one who destroyed the delta security system!” He hissed, raised his woman’s white robe above from her naked ass, and proceeded to slap his woman’s ass cheeks.