Novel & Cerita Wife Spanks Me

I gasped, jolting forward, but my hips pushed back instinctively, chasing more. “Again,” I whispered before I could stop myself. He laughed, low and dark. "Oh, you want more?" Another smack, harder this time, on the left cheek. "That's it. Take it. You deserve to be punished for being such a bad fucking bride." The third spank made me moan, loud enough that I bit my lip to muffle it. Fear flickered through my mind. What if someone hear us? Instead of pulling away, I pushed my ass back toward him, silently begging for more.

he said, and followed up with a two weak spank on each cheek. “Yes, you saw your step daddy jerking and stroking himself while mentioning your name, but how dare you look into his eyes and told him to fuck you!" He gave her another spank. It was hurting Sandra a bit, but she liked it. She loved how her step daddy's hand was spanking her ass. “how can you tell your step daddy to divorce his lovely wife!” he said and tugged his finger on her pantie, then pulled her pantie down to the middle of her thigh. At this moment, her whole ass was exposed to him.

She continued to kiss him and did not realize when he had pushed forward entirely. She moaned at the sudden feeling of being full. She looked at him to see his hooded eyes and clenched jaw. He had been suppressing himself for too long. “I want you to move,” she moaned. “No breaking rules, sweetheart. You get punished for that.” He grumbled and flipped them over. “What?” She asked but stopped mid-sentence as he spanked her lightly. “Rules and punishment!” He muttered, squeezing her ass. “I want you to arch up and play with your beautiful breasts while I play with these pert globes,” He said, nibbling her shoulders.

Yet, when I poured all my love on Snow, she was busy giving her attention to another man. “Snow, are you really this naive? Yulan isn’t your ‘brother.’ He’s an adult man who’s interested in you. You really can’t tell? “Tell me, in the eight years that we’ve been together, have you ever done something as simple as washing my clothes? What you call a small favor looks very different from my perspective. My wife, in another man’s home, wearing only a camisole, does something so intimate for him that she’s never done for me. How’s that not crossing a line?”

Spank Ethan landed a slap on Liam's cheek. “How dare you abuse my woman!” Ethan's anger was at its peak. “Alex.” He called his assistant. “Yes sir,”Alex walked in. “Take him away, give him 20 lashes and get this place repaired with his salary.” Alex nodded, ordering the guards to take Liam away. Abigail looked at the broken table and the ruined dinner. Hot tears fell down her face. Ethan frowned,he hated seeing her so miserable. “Are you okay?” He knelt before her. He tried to touch her hand but she shook his hands off.

She shouted as her patience ran out and pain became unbearable but I held her hands pinned behind her back as I kept spanking it harder and harder. "What did you think? We are husband and wife now so I won't punish you for defying me and will make love to you? You're so wrong babes because you made one hell of a mistake by running away " I told her as i kept spanking her ass more barbarously until it turned bleeding red.

"You're never going to be anything but disobedient. You will always need stern punishment and hard fucking." The vision of her draped over my lap, her reddened bottom on display for all the world to see as I spanked her, discipling the disobedient woman was almost too much. My balls swelled, screaming for relief. I could almost feel the sting in my hand from the intensity of her spanking, one hard smack coming after the other in rapid succession. I could see the way her face twisted in a combination of pleasure and pain as he body wiggled, trying desperately to keep her position.

The position left her completely exposed, her face burning with humiliation and arousal. “How many, do you think?” he mused, tracing a finger down her spine. “One for every time you whined? Every time you touched me under the table without permission? Every dramatic sigh?” She whimpered. “Let’s call it twenty. And you are going to count. Loudly. So if anyone is watching through that window, they will know exactly what happens to naughty girls.” The first spank landed hard across both cheeks. She yelped. “One! Thank you, Daddy!”

“Every day after work, I’m coming here to fuck you raw. You’re gonna be my personal cumslut while your husband is gone.” He suddenly pulled out, flipped her onto her stomach, and yanked her ass up high. He slammed back into her pussy from behind, fucking her doggy-style with rough, animalistic strokes. “Tell me how much better my cock is,” he demanded, spanking her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. “So much better!” Emma cried out, pushing back to meet every thrust. “Your cock is bigger… thicker… You fuck me so much harder than my husband!” Jax laughed darkly and spanked her again, then reached under her to rub her clit roughly.

He lifts up my dress, rubbing my bare ass softly before spanking it. He rubbed my coochie in slow circles that drove me completely wild, like he was prepping for the main deal, which is exactly what he was doing. “Fuck Nova…you’re so…wet,” he growled. His hands found my waist, pushing it down a bit before sliding his manhood inside of me with one deliberate thrust. “Rowan,” I moaned out loud, and then what came after was a spank on my ass. Not to hurt me, but to remind me of what I had done wrong.