Wives Who Spank Their Husbands Novels & Stories

Ida said. Vanna anger grew no bond as she stood up, and dished out a slap on Ida's face, earning a surprised reaction from the people around as all phones went up. "You are bitch for fvcking around with my husband. Did you fvck him well?? Are you now after married men huh?

I pause for a brief moment, yet I continue, "I don't want him to come out as crazy as you." "Clayton!" From both sides, I hear the two women that I am going to spend the rest of my damn life echoing to every crack and crevice and corner. Betty is the first, "You are not too old for a good spanking." Well, that thought just puts a horrible taste in my mouth and an image that I wish was never, then from the very close left side of me, Isabella, "I am going to snap your head until it spins. You are not too old for a spanking."

I cupped her cheek in one hand and finally gave in to the urge to wrap her long hair around my other, tilting her head back for a kiss. “Are you going to behave?” I said some moments later. “No fucking way.” At that response, I threw her over my shoulder and carried her to the bed. She squealed in surprise, and then when I tossed her onto the bed and pulled her nightgown up to spank her, she squealed again. “You’re in a mood!” She squeaked-giggled when I spanked the other cheek. “I’m showing my wife that she needs to submit to her husband.”

“Argh!” I was instantly frightened and infuriated, the blood rushing through my head almost driving me crazy. It took me a moment to get myself back, and stop the illusion of spinning stars hovering my head. “What the fuck Wilson? Why did you spank my ass twice??!!” I shouted at him, rubbing my ass to soothe the pain. His face beamed widely in an evil way and I sensed that something was fishy. “The first spank was punishment for marrying another man and the second one is a message to your husband.”

I love my husband but he is on his own in this case. Pleading with my eyes for her to take it easy on him, my shoulders deflate when her nose crinkles. She stalks towards him, his only visible reaction is the clenching of his fists before shoving them into his pockets. No one sees what's coming next, especially me and a cry tears through my lips when Ma's palm connects with Brandon's cheek. "That's for making my baby cry," she says in that no-nonsense voice that stops my legs from guiding me to my husband. Brandon's head snaps to one side, colour rushes to that part of his face and she slaps his other cheek. "That's for stressing my grandbaby."

, she said with gritted teeth flashing a tight smile but her eyes throwed draggers towards her. That hot chick instantly apologised in fear for her absolute waste trying on her husband. As it didn’t make her grab his attention but definitely his wife’s which was not good for her job or life. Huffing in annoyance she crossed her arms against her chest and looked out again in the process of calming herself.

"On your knees. Bent over my desk. Taking every inch of my cock like a good little slut." Another spank, harder this time. I cry out, my pussy clenching around him. "Your husband is never going to fuck you like this, is he? Never going to make you scream. Never going to ruin this cunt the way I'm going to ruin it." "No — never — you're so much better—"

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)

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.

“Those are not my children. And I wish I really do have a mistress; I want you to know how much I desire to leave you—!” “BULLSHIT!” she yelled and slapped him. “I gave you my everything! Is this what you’ll make me feel in exchange for my love for you, you selfish bastard!” She sobbed hard and almost fell to her knees. Two young boys rushed beside the woman, both crying innocently while holding onto their mother. “W-Why? Why are you doing this? Why did this happen to u-us?!” The woman shrieked, throwing weak punches at her husband.