Wives Who Spank Their Husbands Novels & Stories

She wants my cock, she is in this house because of my cock. I’m not even sure why I am punishing her. Is it because my wife won’t let me see her and my son because of her? I could see the redness in her buttocks as a result of the spanks I had given her. I ignored her chanting my name. I got irritated. I yanked my cock off her pussy. “Get the hell out of here!” Her eyes widened in fear. "I’m not a big fan of repeating myself. Get out!” “Chris, I don’t have anywhere to go.”

“I don’t give a fuck what was going on. I don’t care if we were fighting or arguing, but I am your husband, Anna, and I deserve to know if my wife had flown across the country. A wife who is still recovering!” “Yes, I am sorry.” I lowered my head, suddenly feeling shame. “Sorry doesn't cut it, Anna. He pressed on, and I nodded, unable to defend myself. We stood there for what felt like an hour before he spoke again. “You will be punished?” He suddenly declared, and my breath hitched. “Punished?” My head tilted in question, heart pounding so loud as my brain conjured all forms of punishment, and none of them looked pleasing. “Yes.” He bit, his fingers slowly encasing my wrist and pulling me i

It feels too much like being a prisoner in my own home. We were fighting amongst each other. Tensions were high and for what, some asshole that I didn't even know? Fuck that, I'm through with this shit. Today I came as close as I ever have to disrespecting my wife. I don't mind spanking Kat's ass when she needs it, but I draw the line at outright disrespecting her. I looked down at her head on my chest. She looks so innocent when she's asleep. Like the young innocent I met two years ago.

“You’re serious.” “Completely.” Smack, smack, smack. “You really think I’m going to let you…hit me?” “Not hit you. Spank you. Big difference. Losing your temper and throwing your boot at me proved you need to learn there are consequences for acting out against me.” Smack, smack, smack. “No. Way. You are fucking delusional.” The continual smack, smack, smack was wearing on her nerves. “I haven’t been spanked since I was about six years old.”

If she took a leave and went to the studio backlot. 'No! I can't offend Daddy.' "Mama is very stern. You're an adult and you're a big boss. You have so many subordinates. How can Mama let you repent in the corner? I feel sympathy for you." Edwin curled the corners of his mouth. He was happy to hear Tail's words. But then he heard Tail whisper, "Mama should take a stick and spank you." Edwin was perplexed. "I saw it on a TV play. When wives punish their husbands, they spank them with a stick."

She also wanted to talk to her aunt about something concerning her duties as a wife to her husband. "Good, auntie can't stand up, but she can sit and talk. Come on, Auntie will teach you how to keep your husband from misbehaving outside, and this is a mandatory lesson for us as wives!" Xiao Chen's mother was so enthusiastic that it made his father and himself shiver with fear at her passionate attitude. "Son, forgive me if your wife becomes stricter because of the lessons from my wife!"

RYAN “What will he do?” my eight year old, innocent daughter asked. Making sure my wife,currently high on painkillers, didn’t answer that question in vivid, traumatizing details, I pinned her down carefully, my knees on either side of her as I reached to slap my palm back over her mouth. “I told you to go back to your room, do your homework or som—fucking hell!!” I groaned when my wife twisted under me and accidentally nailed me in the balls.

I sucked on her tits while railing her, leaving marks on her soft skin. “Does your husband fuck you like this?” I growled, thrusting harder. “Does he make you scream?” “Nooo… ahhh… he’s too gentle… too boring,” she cried out, her pussy clenching around me. “Your cock is so much bigger… it’s filling me so deep!” I flipped her onto all fours and took her from behind, spanking her ass red while pounding her. Sophia pushed back against me, moaning like a whore. “Harder, Ethan! Fuck my married pussy harder!”

“I’m your dirty little married slut. Please destroy my pussy!” Silas slammed into me in one brutal thrust. I screamed. He was so thick, so deep, stretching me wider than Marcus ever could. The burn was intense and perfect. He didn’t ease me into it, he started fucking me hard immediately, pounding my pussy with deep, savage strokes while I faced my husband. “Fuuuuck, this married cunt is gripping me so tight,” Silas grunted, spanking my ass red as he railed me. “Your wife’s pussy is sucking my cock, Professor. She’s creaming all over me.”

"She needs monitoring through the night. As her husband, you should check on her every hour. She might need help going to the bathroom and any other thing she needs." Excuse me??? "No!" I yelled, wincing as I had banged my hands on the bed, tugging the drop connected. "She's independent." Rye winked. This son of a bitch. "Do you not know how to do your job properly? Or something?" My voice was dry and hoarse but clearly, everybody , Rye and the doctor included, needed to be put in their place, “I just said he's not my husband! Why wouldn't you—" The doctor held up his hand, cutting me off immediately.