Wives Who Spank Novels & Stories

His voice became challenging. “I’ll spank you.” And all of a sudden, Derry became silent. He squinted his eyes and only glared at Ahaz. Children have not liked spanking since childhood. His mother used to beat him in the house like this every day for his evils. Due to his mischief, many times his parents had to be embarrassed in school. His mother spanked him many times but he did not get any wisdom till now. He still misbehaves with no shame and is spanked by his mother.

"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.

He wanted to make sure that his enemy's daughter, goes through every pain that her innocent wife went through. His spanks were too painful for her small body. Unable to contain her emotions she pleaded, "Please stop. It's paining. Please stop. Please. Leave me please. Somebody help me." Her pleadings mixed with her sobs echoed in the silent house. And her pleadings were answered with more vigorous thrust and more spanking.

What the hell am I supposed to expect from a spanking? I can honestly say I never receive one, not one. Oh, maybe as a child I get a swat on my ass when Mom says, “I said it’s bedtime,” but never more than one swat at a time. I mean, even then, they’re not really spanks so much as a vague threat that there can be spanks. I mean, they don’t even hurt. It takes one spank from Jackson to make me realize this is not going to be easy.

"Well then why don't you lie over my lap and lift up your skirt." I rolled over his knees and looked over at the guys as I pulled the skirt up over my firm round ass. "OK, I am going to spank you now, but I need your help. Daddy sometimes has trouble remembering how many times he has paddled you, so I want you to count out each one up to five." "Yes, daddy." He raised up his right hand and swung it down over my exposed flesh. I yelped "One." Again he swung down, this time on my left cheek. "Two."

Her old boney hand began caressing the cheeks of my ass as she strictly began to ask me, "Why would a beautiful whore come to her house to expect to fuck her husband?" And I felt her bare hand come down on my bare ass! It stung a little, but didn't really hurt as she continued to spank me over and over again, one cheek for a half a dozen swats, and then the other, before returning to the first one.

, he stressed on his last word. "Beacuse you only know how to warm beds and get fucked up. Else of that you know nothing nor you understand anything", he gritted. Pushing her hands away and grabbing her jaw tightly in his large muscular hands making her hiss in pain. "Please leave me you are hurting me", she cried. "SHE IS MY 'WIFE' AND THE GIRL WHOM I HAVE IS THE BESTEST THAN SLUTS LIKE YOU", he left her jaw and she stumbled few steps going back fuming in anger.

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.

"She hesitated. We can't have that. You'll have to be punished." "Yes," Grandmother hissed. "Punish the little skank! She needs to clean our son's dick right away!" CRACK! I squealed around Daddy's cock. My eyes widened at the burning pain that burned across my rump from Daddy's spank. My his wiggled, my pussy getting so wet. Juices dripped through my bush to run down my thighs. CRACK "You will be a good sex slave!" Mother hissed as Grandfather spanked me again.

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.