Wives Who Spank Novels & Stories

I asked. " Shut up! You are not a normal girl, it was relevant in the case of a normal girl, you are the most irritating girl who is not normal by any criteria... And spanking is not beating, honey. " " Don't call me, honey!! I will tell my dad to kill you. "

They are meanies. "Spankies? That's a bit too much, how about I make them go into a timeout, and if they do it again, I'll give her spankies," Zane says, I wanted to punish them, not just a timeout, I hate timeout, it's the worse, but they are big girls, timeout is easy for them.

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.

"You ready little slut? No more coddling, from either of us. You're our dirty whore that needs to be punished for being such a slut." "Yes, sir." She said, licking her lips. Goddess, she fucking loved how we dominated her and it fueled us both. "Good girl." Liam spun her around, slamming her into the wall. He kept his hand on her belly though, preventing it from hitting the wall. I smiled how he protected our child. I started undressing, watching how Liam roughly handled her body. She was pushed against the wall and Liam was already naked, standing tall and strong behind her. He began spanking her ass for being such a slut and her arousal was so potent I swear I could come from that alone.

"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.

” “What about children?” “I don’t like telling parents how to raise their children but I also heavily discourage parents from engaging in physical punishment on their pups as raw emotions is when abuse tends to occur. It’s rare but the youngest I’ll supervise a spanking by the pup’s parent is eight and it’s only as a last resort. I often refer parents who want me to do the spanking to Julie for several months before I will agree to spank any pup under twelve. Thirteen and above is usually when I step in and take over discipline.

His wife seemed to be in charge of what was happening and she decided that the teen girl’s pussy should take some punishment. Zoe felt the ball gag being forced back in place and she let out a muffled shriek as she was dragged back to the bed and made to get on her knees. Her head was pushed to the bed and it left her ass sticking up in the air and at the mercy of the couple. The spanking paddle delivered another couple of blows to redden the skin even more and the teen girl moaned as she felt the cock being pushed against her ass cheeks. Mrs. Howard spread them open so that her husband could work his cock between the teen girl’s thighs.

"I will take it upon myself to give you the discipline you need, because it seems you haven’t been spanked in your life, just a little reminder of who’s boss around here." The peasant’s body trembled in my grasp, and she unleashed a torrent of insults. "You are a fucking bastard, a pervert, a conceited jerk who thinks he rules the world!" she shouted as she reached back to cover her ass. "Remove your hand, or I will pull up your dress and spank you on your bare buttocks, little peasant." I declared, through clenched teeth. She tucked her arm back under her chest, but a second later it came flying back again, her hips rolling and twisting to dodge my punishing smacks. I grabbed her wrist and

“Dripping for Daddy before I’ve even touched you properly. Such a naughty little girl.” He brought his hand down hard — a sharp, stinging spank that made her gasp. “Count them, baby. And tell Daddy why you’re being punished.” Smack. “One… Because I didn’t answer your calls, Daddy.” Smack. Smack. “Two… Three… Because I wore this dress without panties to tease you.” He spanked her thoroughly, each firm slap turning her soft skin a bright, glowing red. Mary was moaning by the tenth spank, pushing her ass back for more even as tears pricked her eyes. The pain blended perfectly with the aching need between her legs.

he says and I’ve no argument there. “She will stay away from him. She has us to keep her on the straight and narrow.” He lowers his voice. “By spanking her every time she does something we disagree with?” “By spanking her every time she deserves it.” “It’s wrong,” he says. “No,” I argue. “It worked. How can that be wrong? The girl is crying out for discipline. She’s crying out for people who’ll stand up to her shit and stay firm through it.” “And that’s us, is it? We’re going to be the ones to do this?”