Wife Spanks Novels & Stories

He watched in amusement as her pussy lips clenched with each spank. "Fuck! you naughty little minx!" Will groaned, spanking her harder. "You fucking love it, don't you? You dirty slut, you enjoy the pain, don’t you?" Anna arched her back, moaning his name, bearing his tortures and dirty talks while he spanked her harder. "Answer me, babygirl."

“That’s it. You want to act like a child I will treat you like a child.” Rowan lifts me in the air and over his shoulder. I swing my arms at his back. Fists raised as I beat against his lower back like a drum solo. Then I feel the sharp pain. Against my ass. He just spanked me. I am at a loss for words. I don’t know whether to beg for another or punch him in the ass cheek since the one thing in hand range. “Did you just spank me?” I yell. “Ah so she does have a voice. Nice to hear from you Mrs. Merrick.”

she said. "Don't call me by my name, wife," he breathed. "No, don't...!" Another hard slap landed on her cheek ass. "What did I tell you?" "Hubby..." she cried. "Hubby, what?" "Y-Yes... Yes, hubby..." she choked on her own breath. He slapped her ass one more time before he gently caressed it to soothe the pain. "So submissive, I like it." He held her hair through his fingers and pulled her up to her knees, her back was pressing against his chest. "I'll spank you again and again if you try to disobey me, am I understood, kukla?" (doll)

In that case, I guess you deserve thirty spanks,” he said and my eyes widened in shock. There was no way I could take thirty spanks again. The last time he did that, my ass cheeks were burning for days. I couldn't sit or sleep properly, and even simple tasks became impossible for me. I didn't want a return of that, so even though I feared him I tried to speak against it.

“You wouldn’t put me down! You’ve hit me plenty of times—so what if I hit you twice?” His eyes darkened, sharp with a dangerously calm fury. He gripped my jaw, his fingers rough but not painful. “Spanking,” he said slowly, mockery dripping from every syllable, “is a form of sexual suggestion. Is this how you plan to handle our divorce?” My breath caught. Sexual? My cheeks flamed. “That’s ridiculous!” I protested. “You started it! You were spanking me for years—since I was fifteen! How is it discipline when you do it, but something else when I do?”

The desk shook with every brutal stroke. Lila cried out in pleasure, pushing her ass back to meet him. “Harder!” she moaned. “Fuck me like my husband never could!” Noah railed her mercilessly, one hand fisting her hair while the other spanked her ass red. “Your husband pays me to work here,” he growled, spanking her again. “And now I’m fucking his beautiful young wife on his own desk. How does that feel, Mrs. Whitaker?” “So good!” she sobbed, legs shaking. “I’m such a bad wife… Don’t stop… Fill me with your cum!”

I clarified liking this already looking from Lauren to Cora who was wishing I'd do her a favor with her pleading eyes. “I’ll put a wager to spice it up, that you’d cum from being spanked. The loser will be the three hole slut for the whole of tomorrow for anyone in this house.” Lauren said with such a confidence that got me even scared myself, I knew spanking was a thing but I’d never heard that people cum from being spanked.

Her fingers firmly grasped Aaron's cheeks in the middle of her forefinger and thumb before she inhaled impolitely, "In the future, don't even think about talking, calling your life terrible, if not I wouldn't fret spanking your butt." Aaron gazes at her, blinks and giggles with gusto. Like an all out hearty chuckle, and it's the hottest giggle Kathy has heard and loved every time. "That's cute. You will spank me. With your little hand, it will only hit like a leaf." Kathy laughed, and left his mouth, brushing her fingers through his hair. "Don't underestimate the power of your little wifey… hubby. He shrugs with a playful smile, "Then I will want one."

Yelle said sarcastically. I poke her. "What?" "Shut up!" I whispered I saw her pouted. "Care to tell me what the heck is happening?!!!" My husband said angrily. "Maru..." Jana called him while crying. "Explain!!!" Maru shouted. "Maru you need to calm down" Jana was about to touch my husband. "Don't you dare touch my husband!" I warned her. I went to Maru and hold his hand. I furrowed when I touch the paper that her is holding.

The words coming from Ethan hit me, but it felt like they were passing through a layer of something, as if they never fully reached me. It didn't make sense. None of it made sense. We had been married for eight years. This was the woman who squeezed toothpaste onto my toothbrush every single morning. She remembered every single one of my dietary quirks and never let cilantro ever end up in my bowl. I constantly teased her for being childish, but she never got tired of buying me prank gifts. Such a woman was having an affair? I looked down at my hands. My wedding band was still resting on my ring finger.