Wooing My Ex-Wife

He was taking advantage of Gwendolyn’s good mood to try his luck.

“Gwenny, can we forget the unhappy past and move on? Let’s watch TV together tonight. I will get you oranges. Sounds good?”

“No.” Gwendolyn remained unmoved.

Since he had already promised to help her, she expected him to finish his task. “Tell me honestly, how much work do you have left?”

Cedrick was rendered speechless and felt frustrated that even buying the woman her favorite fruit was not enough to save him.

With a gloomy expression, he pointed toward the documents on the coffee table.

He still had a third of the original stack left to clear.

Gwendolyn let out a laugh and said, “Do you remember the rule? You’ll get ten lashes for one unfinished page. Look at all those documents. You must be really dying to be lashed!”

Cedrick was utterly at a loss for words.

Without waiting for the man to reply, Gwendolyn had already started to pack her desk happily.

“Ceddy, hurry up and pack your stuff. I’m treating you to a good beating when we get back!”

Is she really that excited to beat me up?

Cedrick felt as if he was drowning in his own exasperation. Without saying a word, he helped to pack up the desk before lifting Gwendolyn up into his arms. Then, they got into the lift and headed down to the parking lot.

In the car, Cedrick leaned his head against Gwendolyn’s shoulder as a gesture of submission.

“Gwenny, are you really going to punish me? You know how heavy your ruler is. It will leave a mark on my skin. That will break your heart!”

Gwendolyn nodded seriously and replied, “You have a point. It would break my heart to see you get hurt!”

Cedrick was wordless. Why does it sound like she’s actually looking forward to it?

A smile crinkled the corners of Gwendolyn’s eyes as she caressed Cedrick’s cheeks to soothe his anxiousness.”

“Don’t worry. If I’m happy with your attitude, I will go easy on you.”

Cedrick kind of knew what to expect upon hearing that.

seemed like Gwendolyn was not upset with him but just needed an excuse to punish him. He would gladly let her do it,

in mind, Cedrick

of them returned

straight to

the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her. Her hair was still dripping wet,

hands in a proper and self-reflective manner. He was no longer anxious, and it appeared as if he

supposed to be rather humiliating, he still looked imposing and was emanating a

crept across her face, “Oh? It seems like

and replied, “Gwenny, I shouldn’t have rejected the reward you offered me in the office earlier. Because

to suppress her laugh, Gwendolyn walked toward him, giving him a

me makes you happy, I will gladly let you do it! Don’t worry and

that’s the case, how many times should I spank you, Ceddy?” the woman asked while taking the ruler from Cedrick

many times as you like,” Cedrick

“Okay then.”

she was about to swing

of alarm flashed across Cedrick’s face as he quickly said, “Wait, wait… maybe be more gentle? I don’t want

continue messing with

it would tire me out or

the man answered

punishing tone, “You really deserve a beating! It seems like you need a reminder

apple bobbed as he downcast his eyes and raised his hands,

glint in her eyes, “I’ve just changed my mind. I want to spank you somewhere where there is more meat. C’mon, lie down on your

Cedrick was rendered speechless.

mind went blank as he stared at the woman. Resisting his urge to run away, he complained softly, “Gwenny, you’re playing dirty! We agreed that you’ll whack me on

the act anymore,

but did not get to do it. It has been

the f*ck? Make up for

going crazy internally, but

her and urged, “Hurry up.

you as long as it makes me happy. Our babies heard you

Cedrick finally came to terms with his fate and lay on his stomach obediently, succumbing to the

previous experience, the present ordeal felt less embarrassing for him. Even so, his

on Cedrick’s buttocks. However, instead of pain, the man felt

was enough to fill him with frustration

with Cedrick, Gwendolyn asked, “How are

and grumbled softly, “Well, I feel great to be spanked. Do you need me to write