Butt Plug Punishment Story Novels & Stories

"Ah, don't believe what 37 says. They won't let him use the really big needles, just the small ones that won't mark. But yeah, I've seen him make total pincushions of slaves before, just a sea of metal. That's not what I like, though. I like sandpaper burning your skin. I'll tie your tits until they are bulging and then sand those nipple tips until they are raw. Then I'm going to suck on them. And bite them, hard. And you're going to wish I had just stayed on your tits. Because there's all that tender, wet, pink stuff down below. You're going to hate it. I'll chain all those cunt rings back so you're totally exposed. I'll sand paper your clit until you're screaming. I'll shove a sandpaper di

he slapped my butt harshly, "needs to get bigger," I chortled. "Legend has it that if a powerful male fills his mate with an overwhelming amount of semen, her butt will grow incredibly large. It's a shame we'll never be able to test that," "You're going to say the keyword is 'overwhelming', aren't you?" I gasped with obvious mockery. "How did you… holy fuck!" I screamed when he gave a punishing stroke, the kind of fuck a mad rapist use. "You petty… ow! Hey! That hurts!" I cried. He laughed, reducing the force of his thrust.

He saw a red swollen pussy that once again pulsated. “Has my Katherine turned into a slut?! Is Daddy punishment turning your pussy on?..... Answer me!” WHACK! WHACK – right onto the pussy. “Spread your legs … spread them wide! Daddy’s going to whack your pussy full on. No more butt whacking. You need to be punished more you horny slutly girl! In fact, go lie on your back and spread your legs wide open…. Yes… just like a TV antenna… the ballet lesson’s Daddy paid for will finally be in good use… spread your flexible legs wide apart and take the punishment."

I pushed him away and stood up from the table. He grabbed my arm and twisted me around then bent me over the table. He has the strength of a gorilla. The way he pinned me down was super human. I couldn't even move a muscle. "Now, then" he leaned his weight over my back. "No struggling. This is your punishment for failing to kill the man who murdered your family." I clenched my teeth and yelled. "You bastard. I hate you. I hate you with every fiber of my being." He smacked my buttocks. "Your pussy says otherwise. I haven't even touched you, yet you're soaked."

Have I lost my touch? “You know, you could have made this easier for us if you had just cooperated.” I looked at him over my shoulder, wondering what the hell he was talking about when he spoke again. “If you hadn't been so stubborn, you wouldn't be tied up, and my men wouldn't be going back home with broken bones, deep ass cuts, and PTSD.” If it hadn't been for the gag over my mouth, I would have smirked. But just as I was about to give myself a mental oat on the back. I heard a smack sound, and moments later, I felt a sting on my left butt cheek.

Seconds roll by, another stroke lands on my ass, this one more painful than the previous ones and I straighten up to massage my sore butt. "Hands on the wall." His voice is deceivingly calm, it sends shivers down my spine and I find myself obeying him. I can get through this. "If it hurts so bad, use your safe word." Shaking my head, I let out in a whisper, "No." I let out a cry as the whip lands on my butt again. "Why are you being punished?" Thoughts swirl in my head, our argument replays itself in my mind like a movie and I shout, "For... For walking out on you?"

" I found myself blushing yet again after so many countless times he's complimented me. We stayed for a little longer, basking in each other's warmth and making out sweetly. He reached out to grab something from the compartment. "You, my little slut, will be using this," he showed me a butt plug. "For the whole day, as punishment," I whimpered, eyeing it. "You came without my permission. And so, for the rest of the day, you'll be filled with my cum and this." He cleaned the plug and lubed it. "Bend over to the side for me."

My juices were already flowing, and my hole kept clenching. He hit the first butt cheek again, sending a tiny tear from my eye. “I'm sorry. I won't do that again,” I begged, balling my hand into a fist. “No, you will, slut. If you don't get enough punishment, you will fucking repeat what you did last night.” “I won't.” “We will see to that, little one.” He rubbed my heated ass cheek before he pulled me to him. “We will see to that.”

The second item made me pause, a black rubber butt plug, two inches wide and five inches long. I had taken bigger things before, like that time at the barbecue with the very well-endowed guy who had waited until others had fucked and filled me before slowly working his huge cock inside. I hadn’t sat or walked comfortably for days after that. Still, seeing the plug now made me take a deep breath.

He also told them to line up, then do a hundred push ups without stopping. "Do it now! If any of you fail, add another hundred push ups! So watch your steps!" he shouted at those people. "Feel it, you guys! This is punishment for you for daring to bother the girl I'm targeting!" But that sentence could only be said by Assistant Peter in his heart.