Wives Who Spank Their Husbands Novels & Stories

"Nothing at all. Alex is another man's biological son, and Hazel has been sleeping with other men. Bryan is broke, and his mother was murdered." "Gosh! That's brutal. Turns out the one who played the victim the hardest was having the most fun all along." Many of the women in the courtroom watched her with disgust, and one commented, "With the extent of Hazel's affairs, she must've slept with someone to get named the town's model wife." In an instant, a flood of condemnation crashed down on Hazel. She completely broke down and began screaming at me. "I married you and worked myself to the bone! Is this how you repay me? After all these years together, are you so determined to ruin me?"

“Open up, slut.” She obeyed instantly, sucking him in while Tobias hammered her from behind. Drool and muffled cries mixed as she rocked between them. Darius leaned close to me, his smirk sharp. “Look at her. This is who your wife really is.” I looked. I couldn’t not. Marina’s body shook as she took both ends, spit dripping down her chin, her ass red and raw from spanking. The men switched again, each one taking his turn inside her ass. Every time one pulled out, another rolled on a condom and slid in, forcing her to stretch wider, her body jerking under them.

"This is what I've been living with. The constant fear, the walking on eggshells, never knowing when the next blow will come." Richard's mother scoffed. "Don't be so dramatic. A little discipline is necessary to keep a wife in line." Isabella turned to her, eyes wide with disbelief. "Discipline? Is that what you call it when your son locks me up? When he throws things at me because dinner isn't to his liking?" She looked at Richard's father. "Or maybe you believe it is okay for a husband to have sex with his wife against her wish especially when she is in a lot of pain due to the fertility treatments he agreed on?" His father glared at him but did not say anything.

“Husband—” SMACK! She received an angry slap in return. His wife looked at him in disbelief as she cupped her face with one hand. She did not expect him to hit her; before she had time to respond, he sent another slap across her face. This slap was more forceful than before and sent her crashing into the cabinet.

"I'd do anything to keep you safe and make you happy as long as it doesn't involve letting you go. I don't care what you think in that little mind of yours, but there's no option for you other than being my wife." Another spank. It was so painful that I caught my breath in a gasp, the immediate shock rushing through every cell in my body. I twisted around, kicking out with my shoes, trying to move away. He put one knee on my left thigh, pinning me even more tightly so that I couldn’t even wriggle, and the spank came down unforgivingly on my ass again and again. The sting spread across my ass cheeks, making them pound in severe pain.

I stated the obvious "You are not allowed to forget that you are my wife, even when you are unconscious. The only name that you are going to moan, day and night is only mine." He grabbed my butt with his large palm as if he owned it. "I will take care of that from now on, but for now, let me go, please." I wanted to get free from this grip as soon as possible because the thing he was doing was painful and humiliating at the same time. I am not a kid; he would spank me. When I thought that he would Now listen to me, I heard him clicking his tongue against his cheek. "I can't let this thing go unpunished!"

—---------sophie’s pov—-------- This was the first time in my entire life that I had been spanked. And it wasn’t just anyone—it was *him*, my husband. The deep, sharp sting on my backside didn’t last long, but the shame lingered, swelling like a tidal wave inside me. My face burned hot, and I couldn’t decide if I wanted to cry or scream. Dominic’s voice came from behind me, low and steady, but chilling. “Do you know you’re wrong?”

“Don't be a flirt.” “You were the one who told me to do it more naturally.” She crosses her arm, glaring at me. “Make up your mind.” “If we were at the camp, you would be punished for that.” “But we aren't.” “Watch it, June.” “Pretty sure a husband doesn't talk to his wife like that.” “I do. Especially when I'm married to a brat that deserves a thorough spanking.” Her face flushes red and her lips clamp shut. She clears her throat before standing. “I'm going to check if Maria needs something.”

"Whether it's Auntie or that child, Father should punish them both for me and Mother!" I remained silent after listening to their words but frowned a bit when I heard the voice of the woman's husband, who suddenly snapped at me. "You shameless woman! How dare you act in front of my wife and son!" "We are one of the important families in this town, but it seems like you haven't felt the consequences of your insolent behavior to keep behaving like this, huh?" The man looked at me with the same condescending gaze as his wife. "I'll punish you and your son according to my family's wishes!"

She whispers through her whimpers. “No ma’am. I don’t know who Marcus is?” “Do you spank?” “What do you mean?” “Marcus gets mad when we don’t obey. Mommy holds while Marcus hits. It hurts us.” “I’ve been spanked before but nothing like what I see on your back. Nothing like that happens here.”