Wife Stripped In Public Novels & Stories

My eyes widened, and I was scared to death when Brenda started ripping off my gown. “What are you doing? Stop! Brenda, you can’t do this!” I cried and struggled to get free from her grasp. My hands couldn’t match the speed she was tearing the gown away. I begged her, tears streaming down my eyes, “Brenda, I beg you, please don’t do this! Please!” But my cry fell on deaf ears. Brenda wouldn’t stop until she stripped me off and made me stand naked in a mall. I felt shameful when I was stripped in a public place like this. I tried my best to prevent the remaining fragments of the gown from being torn off, but I failed miserably.

There was something else. Pleasure. I bit down on my lips hard as I was about doing it again when I heard footsteps approaching. Who would that be? Nova. I guess. She would literally die if she came in here and saw me looking like this. I snapped out of it immediately and began throwing the mess I had made back into my bag. My lips trembled. Her footsteps were getting incredibly close right now. My eyes caught hold of a handkerchief right before I threw it back into my bag and I used it to tie the wound I had made on my wrist.

If only her friend hadn't fallen in love with such a scum, she wouldn't have been in such a state. After preparing the meal, she sat down in the living room to check her phone. She was browsing through her phone when she came across a video that was going viral. It had the tag " Groom slapped on his wedding day over fraud and infidelity" "Scum! Just like Rex!" Sheila muttered and then she saw the couple. "What the fuck! Is that Rex and that bitch?" Sheila nearly screamed but she quickly held her mouth. The woman in the video came out from nowhere and gave the groom, which happen to be Rex, a slap! Does this mean Rex got married today and that was where Ariana and her boss had gone to?

Without another thought, I yanked my hands free from his grip and delivered a sharp, resounding slap across his face. “How dare you hold me like that? Are you insane?” I spat. Felicia gasped, her mouth falling open in shock, while Justin’s head jerked to the side from the force of the slap. I clutched my ripped clothes to my chest, trying to cover the parts of me exposed by the tear. My voice trembled with fury. “You’re no longer my husband, Justin! We’re divorced. And in this life—or the next—I will never let someone like you disgrace me in public!”

She taps play. The clip begins grainy, then sharpens—capturing the dim glow of a restaurant. Wade sits at the center of the frame, his arm draped around a blonde woman whose laughter rings hollow through the speakers. Across the table, Victoria’s face is composed but stiff, her eyes betraying humiliation as she watches her husband feed another woman wine.

to death! She knew she was in for a wild ride with Sebastian Woods as her husband..... Irritated by the commotion, Grandpa Woods stood up, raising his walking stick in the air. "What’s with all the cat and dog fights?” Sheila, still nursing her stinging cheek, stepped forward, her hands clutching her face as though it would somehow shield her from the embarrassment. Her eyes were glassy and red, the aftermath of not just the slap but the humiliation that followed. She could feel the stares of the other Woods family members, their expressions a mix of surprise and concern.

He didn't say anything but his hands gripped on tightly to my shirt wrinkling it as he refused to look away. I held him and watched the medical teams work and thought about Bianca in a room somewhere in the dark and James Wright unconscious on the pavement and the necklace on the woman they were lifting onto a stretcher, visible at her throat, the dark stone catching the early morning light. --- They took them inside. The crowd reorganized itself around the aftermath, the specific second act of a public emergency where the immediate crisis had passed and the commentary began. I heard pieces of it without trying to. Someone said she jumped.

My voice was trembling with shame, “I’m… I’m a filthy cheating married whore! My husband is home snoring while I sneak out to get my sloppy cunt ruined! Please use me… please destroy my greedy holes… I’m nothing but a leaking cum-dump pain-slut for all of you!” The crowd erupted in cheers and catcalls. “Break the married bitch!” someone shouted. “Make her squirt all over the floor again!” Lila nodded to the others. The red bra woman stepped up first with a marker. She started writing some phrases across my body in big, letters: “CUNT FOR PUBLIC USE” right above my dripping pussy, “TIT SLUT” across both breasts, and “CUM RAG” on my forehead.

I told her bravely and the crowd jeered and others burst Into laughter at my remarks towards her but what followed was a hot slap from her and her eyes now blazing in inferno anger. "How dare you say that to me, you silly prostitute?" She turned to the crowd, grinning and I was already soaked at the impact of the pain she Inflicted on me to notice what she was about to do next. "Look everyone, this bitch right here tried to fuck with my boyfriend days after her slutty tape got released. She's currently married to an innocent man who would soon become a Victim!" She said, raised her phone for everyone to see and I gasped in raw pain and horror. My shameless self was displayed for the whole wo

He whispered with difficulty, but I immediately cut him off. “No matter how good your reason was, nothing can justify stripping my wife naked, stark naked in public for the amusement of yourself and your men. No matter what happened, this is unforgivable. Stripping her is equivalent to stripping me, a slap on my face and honor. I never knew you thought so little of me. No matter how much you disliked her, I thought you respected me enough not to cross the boundaries. I might have forgiven another person, but you, I will never forgive you for what you did today.”