Wife Spanks Me Novels & Stories

"We went to breakfast while you were hung-over, and you started an argument and walked out leaving us with the kids and the bill." I was angrier than I meant to get, and I pulled out of her and threw her across my lap. I spanked her ass bright red. "Your boys were so mean to my daughter, I had to wonder at how you'd raised them. Then I realized you probably didn't." She moaned as I spanked her and started squirming immediately. "Oww, please stop," she cried, as I smacked her hard, "stop Daddy." The Daddy comment was like a slap in the face. What was I doing spanking a grown woman for her bad behavior. She sobbed when I stopped and pushed her off my lap.

What kind of reason could justify a bodyguard slapping her employer’s husband in front of so many people? “What kind of reason is so important that it can’t be talked about in private? Why did he have to do this today and at my wedding?” My voice trembled, and I felt the rage nearly burn through my chest. “Well, maybe you really did something? Mr. Martin isn’t an unreasonable person.” I stared at Mom in disbelief. How was this my fault when I had been slapped? What could I have done? All I had done today was attend my own wedding. “What have I done? Tell me then, what have I done?” I questioned her. My voice grew louder, riling the guests up once again.

I enthroned him and since he had forgotten that, I was going to dethrone him myself. Nova had tried to talk me out of it all the way here but I wasn't about to give in. “I told you I'm as strong as I can be. Stop asking already.” I slammed the door, straightening my suit as I began walking towards the company. “I just wanted to make sure. The doctor said you can't have any strenuous activity and I'm bothered that your husband–” I stopped in my tracks, turned to her, shooting her a hard glare. “Sorry. A slip of tongue I swear. I just think your soon to be ex husband will try to make things difficult for you.” She hastened her steps, trying to keep up with me and I just smiled, patting her sho

Erin Greer values a good joke more than boundaries. She always says that we have to keep things fun if we want our relationship to last. So she and her childhood friend, Mark Levine, have a standing arrangement. They will orchestrate a surprise every year on our wedding anniversary—with all their friends playing along—just to see if I'll fall for it. Three years ago, she told Mark in front of me that she regretted marrying me. When I turned to leave, she laughed and pulled me back, saying I was too easily teased. Two years ago, she had Mark put divorce papers beside my pillow. After I signed them with a trembling hand, she laughed and said it was just a prank. Last year, she and Mark hel

I moaned. "That's right baby," he cooed. "Keep rubbing your slut button. I've never had a white girl who didn't love getting spanked. I'm going to spank you until you can bury my cock inside of you." Then he spoke to Richard again. "Your wife is a hot piece of ass. She's definitely going to cum before I'm balls deep. I bet you have a lot of fun with her."

she cried. I leaned forward and brought my hand down swiftly on her bared cunt, slapping her virgin snatch and making her cry out. “Close your legs and I’ll spank your pussy even harder.” I swatted her cunt again. The slaps weren’t gentle. I wanted them to hurt. It was a punishment, after all. “Nina, when I married you, I bought you. Do you understand that?” I spanked her pussy again. She didn’t respond to my question, but her whimper was confirmation enough.

Hailey tugged at her mother, then ran over to me, giggling, looping her arm through mine, and asked in a gentle voice, “Come on in! Everyone’s waiting for you!” I did not move. Hailey looked puzzled, then hugged my neck and whined playfully, “Honey, come on! Everyone’s hungry!” I pointed at Mrs. Spencer, and replied helplessly, “She won’t let me in. She’s afraid my shabby look will ruin the Spencer family’s image.” Without a word, Mr. Spencer delivered a swift kick to Mrs. Spencer, and he yelled in anger, “You clueless woman! Apologize to our son-in-law right now!”

I pouted and glared at him. "Now look what you've done," he exclaimed. "You're such a tease sometimes. I should have given you a smack for that." I stuck out my tongue at him. "Okay okay fine you win. Now please give me a punishment." He laughed heartily and spank me harder than before. I gasped and shrugged, waiting for him to do it again. I never thought a spank would be this much turn-on for me. After a few more spanks, he finally entered his dick inside me with one force.

And I feel even weaker due to nervousness when his hands start wandering on my body. No... I have to stop him, but I can't. How? Should I accept his kisses and go back to being the old me? Like hell it would happen! I am no longer Xiellenna! He suddenly pulls away, and I find myself staring at him with wide eyes. Then I feel the urge to slap him, and I do. "Mr. Alvez," I hiss furiously before slapping him for the second time. My hands itch to repeatedly slap him because of what he did. My chest starts to feel like a bomb, making me furious all of a sudden. Why?

"Oh no, and ruin your mom's happy marriage?" Lila reluctantly raised her arms. "Good girl," Ryan mocked, and delivered a sharp spank to her behind. Lila gasped, stifling a cry. "That's for entering my room without knocking." Another spank landed. "And this is for defying me." A harder spank followed. "And this is for trying to slap me." Another, even stronger. "And this… is for hitting my manhood." He squeezed her buttock hard, making her yelp in pain and anger.