Butt Plug Punishment Story Novels & Stories

4 ~ Punishment Room If there was a better cage than this, it would have been better but here I am stuck in one that’s like a prison within a prison. The cold bars of this cage only reminded me of how hard I had fallen in just a day. My ass cheeks were still paining me from the spanking at the council meeting, my skin tender and marked with fading handprints, while the plug was still inside me, a constant pressure that made sitting or shifting agony. I had thought of removing the plug from my hole but I couldn’t. I was trapped. I don’t know what he will do. And seriously, I didn’t want it to leave.

I tried my hardest to wiggle out of his grasp but the hold he had on me was to tight to escape. "FUCK! STOP!" I screamed in between my cries. "Here you go again with your fucking cursing." He said as he lifted the metal off of my left ass cheek and moved it to my lower back. "JUSTIN! Please stop!" I yelled desperately as tears freely left my eyes. He lifted the metal off my skin and I turned my body around, wincing in pain while doing so. Justin whispered something in Dylan ear causing him to burst out laughing before he dug into a drawer and pulled out a whip.

RPOV Songs: Put a Flower in Your Pocket by The Arcs, Stranglehold by Ted Nugent I hadn't just decided on one of my least favorite punishments, that would've been too easy. So, I decided to enforce them all. I expected at least one of the men to crack eventually and was in no way surprised to find it be Belikov. I was actually counting on it.

Without pulling out he called, "Either of you guys ready to go again?" "Yeah, let me at her," one of them called. Oh no, she thought. She didn't know how much more she could take. Each of the guys was able to fuck her one more time and as the third one filled her ass for the second time she was almost sorry it was over. She recalled their comments over the size of the butt plug and she was nervous about it. "You got the plug?" he gasped from behind her, his dick going soft in her ass. "Here you go baby," he said, a laugh in his voice.

I whisper “No, no, no. Please, you don’t have to do this.” “Oh, but I do,” he says, his smile widening. “You see, James, this isn’t just about Mia. This is about teaching you a lesson. One you’ll never forget.” I try to escape but it’s no use. I’m trapped. The ropes cut into my skin as I struggle. The chair beneath me creaks with every attempt, but the knots are too tight “Struggling won’t help you, James,” he says. He comes closer and stops directly in front of me. Without warning, he plunges the knife into my abdomen. The pain is instant and excruciating.

Punish My Tits, Ma'am. (2) "Answer me, Now!" She barked at me. I shuddered, as my eyes met her hard glare. "No, Ma’am, I haven’t, but I have thought about it quite a bit. I’ve read stories online, that sort of thing, I admitted, feeling embarrassed. “Did you masturbate when you read those stories?” Alex asked. “Yes, Ma’am, every time,” I admitted. “Lift your tits higher for me. Offer them to me to punish, slut. You’re finally going to get the punishment you’ve been wanting for so long,” she instructed.

"How can you be so disrespectful to Hugo?" He reached out as if to help me up, but just as I was about to stand, he stumbled back with a stagger and fell to the floor, coughing up blood again. He looked at me and asked, "Hugo, why did you push me?" Tabitha rushed to help him up, then turned to me with a look that suggested she could have devoured me alive. "Take this useless wretch away and give him 20 strokes. Not one less!" Each strike of the board felt like it went straight to my bones, not giving me a single breath to recover. By the time the punishment was over, I couldn't feel anything below my waist.

"I didn't do anything wrong. I'm not going to admit any fault." Grandpa Moses waved his arm impatiently. Thwack! The butler landed another lash on Sally's back. "Do you admit fault?" "No!" Thwack! "Are you still going to be stubborn?" "I didn't do anything wrong!" Thwack! The butler brought the whip down once again on Sally's back with all his might. Sally could not straighten her back because of the pain. She gritted her teeth and braced for another lash. Surprisingly, she heard the crack of the whip but did not feel it on her body.

I begged him to be rougher, harder, and he obliged. When he finished with me, I was exhausted and panting. I experienced my first orgasm through penetration and not foreplay. I never knew such a thing could happen, and I was eager to tell Buddy about it. I guess #2 suspected that I would say something, because he slapped me across the face, then grabbed me by the hair and threw me hard against the ground. He held me down, his knee pressed into my back, and he told me if I said anything to anyone, including Buddy, he would tell my father what I had been doing. I didn’t doubt him. He was not a nice bloke, not like Buddy.

Twig’s frantic plea was desperate. “Stay still, you b*tch! Uhm uhm uhm” Bamboo ordered with each thrust. That auditory p**n lasted for another hour and I could see even the toughest mafia leaders were uneasy. I turned the volume down when effects of the medicine have worn off and now I’m facing the senior members. I guess by now they have an idea of what kind of brand my punishment is and going against me is the most stupid thing they will ever do in their lives. “I’m just glad they don’t have children,” I commented casually and gasps followed my remarks.