Spanking the Naughty Bride by Leena DarlingSpanking the Naughty Bride features all the short stories in the Naughty Bride series: Wedding Night Spanking, Honeymoon Spanking, Newlywed Spanking, and Anniversary Spanking
Wedding Night Spanking (Naughty Bride #1) - Rick has always told Sara she would be a spanked wife once they got married. She never expected he would actually spank her for disobedience, but she soon finds out he's a man of his word. On their wedding night, no less!
Honeymoon Spanking (Naughty Bride #2) - Rick and Sara are a week into their honeymoon. She's still a little shocked (and sore!) from the spanking he gave her on their wedding night. She's vowed to love, honor, and obey, but...um...that last one is giving her some trouble. It isn't long before she's back over her husband's knee. Rick is determined to start their marriage off right, even if it means using a wooden spoon on his wife's naughty bottom.
Newlywed Spanking (Naughty Bride #3) - Rick takes his job as head of household seriously. When his new bride, Sara, is in need of correction, he responds by giving her a good spanking. So when she disobeys him a week after they return from their honeymoon, he takes her over his knee for a hard, bare bottom spanking and anal punishment. Will Sara finally learn her lesson?
Anniversary Spanking (Naughty Bride #4) - Sara ends up in hot water with Rick while on a vacation in celebration of their one year anniversary. Not only does she fail to pack her oak hairbrush - on purpose! - but she lies about it too. And that's not all she's in trouble for. Rick metes out a punishment more severe than any he's given her before, complete with figging and another taste of that dreaded wooden spoon.
Note: This book contains the spanking of adult women, figging, and other erotic content.
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Spanking the Naughty Bride (Sample Chapter)
Spanking the Naughty Bride features all the short stories in the Naughty Bride series
© 2013 by Leena Darling and Darling Press
The wind blew through Sara’s long auburn hair as the convertible sped down the highway. Excitement fluttered in her stomach each time she looked at her husband, Rick, in the driver’s seat. They were on their way to their honeymoon destination, a secluded oceanfront bungalow, where they would spend the next two weeks. She sighed, and the soft noise was swallowed by the wind. She still couldn’t believe her wedding day had arrived. And what a day it had been.
Perfect. Absolutely perfect, from the dress to the cake to the music. She stole another glance at Rick. Oh my. He sported a five O’clock shadow on his strong jaw, and Sara longed to rub her cheek against his. Preferably while in bed and in the midst of other…activities.
They arrived at the bungalow in the early evening as the sun set. Anxious to stretch her legs after the four hour drive, Sara reached for her door – only for Rick to grab her arm. He raised one dark eyebrow and leaned close.
“You know my rules, young lady. When I’m with you, I open the doors and you walk through them like a proper lady. None of this opening your own door stuff, especially on our honeymoon.”
Warmth flooded her pussy at his words. He was intimidating when he scolded her. She flushed as he released her and rounded the car to open her door. She stepped out and peered up at him, spellbound by his authority. Young lady. Oh how she ached with need when he talked like that.
“Um, I’m sorry,” she said, pulling her purse over her shoulder.
He trailed a finger down her cheek, all way down to the swell of her breasts. “I hope you’re sorry, because if you weren’t, I’d have to give you extra spanks tonight.”
Sara sucked in a quick breath and backed away until her legs hit the car. “Ha ha, very funny. Like I would really let you spank me. You’re a pervert.”
He remained silent as he guided her inside the bungalow. They turned on all the lights on the first level, and he suggested she open the back windows to get the air flowing while he carried in their suitcases. Although Sara thought it silly that he wouldn’t allow her to carry in her own bags, she did as he asked. Arguing with Rick never got her anywhere. The man was stubborn with a capital S.
And bossy. God, was he bossy. She thought of his most recent threat to spank her. Would he really? She gulped as she recalled all their brief conversations on the subject. Yes, he’d told her that he would wear the pants in their marriage. Sara loved him and she wanted to be a good wife, so she had agreed to his terms. But would he really try to spank her if she misbehaved?
The man was terribly old-fashioned. That was for sure. He’d even been hesitant to sleep with Sara before their wedding, but she’d tempted him past the point of no return one night by wearing a short skirt not long after their engagement. “I don’t know whether to spank you or have my way with you,” he’d said. She shivered in delight at the memory.
Rick’s heavy footsteps sounded on the stairs, and Sara went up to meet him after opening the last window. Already the house was cooling down, and the sound of the ocean entered with the breeze.
Sara frowned at Rick when she entered the bedroom. “Why are you unpacking right now?” she asked, moving toward the king size bed. She hopped on it and spread her arms and legs out, thrusting her chest up slightly. A smile spread across her lips. “We can unpack tomorrow. Right now the only thing I want to do is break my husband in.”
His head shot up, and he dropped the shirt he’d pulled from his suitcase. He stalked to her, eyes dark and his expression unfathomable. “Actually, wife, it’ll be me breaking you in tonight.”
“Oh really?” She groped her left breast, giving it a little squeeze while he watched.
He sank down on the bed. “Come sit in my lap. I want to talk to you.” His tone was serious, and a sense of foreboding fell over Sara like a shadow. Had she done something wrong?
She sat on his lap, enjoying the feel of his arms around her as she breathed in his masculine scent. God, she could get lost in this man. Her husband. He was her husband. Her heart fluttered to and fro.
“What do you want to talk about?” she finally asked, pulling back to gaze into those dark depths.
“Our roles in this marriage.”
She rolled her eyes. “Rick, we’ve been over this already.” She toyed with a button on his shirt. “You want to wear the pants in the family. I get it. You’re a caveman. Now make love to me. It’s our wedding night.”
Rick’s strange expression deepened into a frown. “You know I don’t like when you roll your eyes at me. In fact, I believe I told you to stop doing that. It’s very disrespectful.”
Sara’s face fell and she returned his frown. “Lighten up, Rick. Jeez.”
“Remember all those times I told you that you would be a spanked wife?”
Fear lanced through her. “You’re kidding right? I mean, I thought you were joking around. Sort of. Please tell me you’re not serious.”
Gently, he stroked her hair as he stared lovingly into her eyes. “Was I ever laughing when I told you this? I think not. I’ve always been serious about this. I love you very much, Sara, and that’s why I’m going to be so strict with you.”
Her mouth went dry. “I – I’m sorry I rolled my eyes at you. I won’t do it again.” Oh my. She squirmed in his lap. Would he accept her apology and drop the stern schoolmaster act?
“It’s our wedding night, and the first order of business is your wedding night spanking. I’m going to take you over my knee and show you that I’m serious about taking you in hand when you’re naughty.”
Her hair flipped about as she shook her head, eyes wide and lips set firmly together.
“Yes, Sara. Now lay over my lap, young lady. The more you cooperate, the less it will hurt.”
“No, Rick. You can’t spank me. I won’t let you. This is ridiculous. I never actually thought you were serious about this whole head of household thing. Well, at least the spanking part.”
He drew her chin up with one finger. “I expect you to obey me at all times, but if you do disobey me, risk your safety, or show me respect, you’ll be going over my knee for a long bare-bottom spanking. Those are my rules.”
“I promised to obey you. I really promised! I said it in our vows. Remember?”
A light smile drew his lips up. “I’ll never forget. That was my favorite part of the ceremony. Well, other than our first kiss as husband and wife.”
Sara blushed. “Make love to me. Please.”
“I will – after you go over my knee. If I have to force you, I’ll spank you longer and harder. Consider that before you try anything foolish, young lady. Now be a good, obedient wife, and get across my lap.”
Hands shaking and lower lip trembling, Sara shifted and placed herself over his legs, not quite believing this was really happening. Her chest tightened and hot tears prickled in her eyes.
Rick was really going to spank her. On their wedding night, no less.