Novel & Cerita Chastity Punishments

The First Punishment I turned, hands on the wooden pulpit. I felt him behind me. His breath was hot on my ear. He pulled up my skirt slowly, reverently. My lace panties soaked through. He let out a low, pained groan. “Fifteen. For the lust in your heart.” The first smack echoed in the empty chapel. Then another. And another. By the tenth, I was whimpering, but he didn’t stop. “Say thank you, Nia.” “Thank you, Pastor,” I sobbed.

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."

"Well, Gentlemen, it looks like we get to the entertainment part of the evening sooner than usual. Let's start with punishment. 12! You weren't looking where you were going, were you?" Thank God she just shook her head and didn't actually reply, or I know it would have been much worse. As it was, after consulting with her Master, they agreed 10 strokes of the switch would be her punishment. A St. Andrews cross was wheeled in and 12 was chained to it, much like I had been chained this morning. I could barely see some of the thin welts on my ass when I looked, but the welts left on her ass by the switch were huge, and bruised. She screamed her little blond head off while they switched her. Fro

Standing up with what appeared to be a twerking position from the side view, Queenie slid the chastity panty up till the anal plug was making contact with her rear, prodding at her covered entrance while dragging the white nightgown with it. Queenie quickly turned around when she felt resistance and showed the camera how her cake was too thick to allow the chastity panty to go any higher. Huffing and making an exaggerated moan with her effort to pull it past the resistance of bouncing fats, Queenie eventually shot the camera an unimpressed look. “Convinced now? You can’t blame me for not trying. How could you not consider my blessed proportions when you were voting for the products? Whoever

Nobody believed her, she wasn’t the only one who had played that card to get more power after spending the night with me. ‘This is what happens when you put your cock in anything that stays still for more than a second.’ Garnet growled. I ignored his comment and tried to block him from my mind while I dealt with Chantelle. “How dare you speak of my mate and your future Luna with such disrespect?” I growled.

He begins to swirl the juices around my hole, and my thighs clench in response. “Do you know what happens to naughty girls who don’t listen, Autumn?” My entire body tenses as his finger slowly encircles my backdoor. My cunt is pulsing, swollen. More than anything, I want to rub my clit, but I know I’m in enough trouble as it is. “They get punished,” he continues, shoving his fingers deeper down my throat. “And because your perky little bum is already cherry red, I guess I’m going to have to punish you another way, won’t I?”

By the time I finished the long, intense session, she was a leaking, desperate, sobbing mess—a perfect, broken vessel ready for permanent ownership. I held up the cold, heavy steel chastity cage. “This is the final seal of your commitment, Tia. One full year of uninterrupted chastity begins today. The cage will now be welded shut for the next six months as an unbreakable symbol of your deepening permanence and total surrender to God’s will through me. Do you accept this path to true purity and redemption?” “Yes, Father,” she whispered brokenly, voice hoarse from screaming. “I accept. I surrender everything to you.”

he said, admiring her as she stared at her reflection, her skirt still raised. He bent and began kissing her legs, slowly working his way up to her neck. He grabbed her hips from behind, trailing kisses along her skin. One hand cupped her breast while the other slipped into her panties, rubbing her clit as he squeezed her chest firmly. “I heard you’re a virgin,” he murmured, nibbling her ear as he continued his assault on her body. She didn’t want to enjoy it. She couldn’t be this lewd. All her life, she had prided herself on her chastity, but this man constantly dragged her to the edge, making her question who she was.

My great-grandmother had it, it was passed to generations, and now it's in my hands,'' He said, causing fear to run down my spine. The Chastise box, or the box for punishment, punishes werewolves who commit crimes and atrocities. Once you commit a big crime, and the wolverines find you guilty, they will use the chastise box for punishment. Firstly, they will take a strain of your hair and put it inside the box. If your hair remains there for over a week, the person loses their wolf and abilities. Some might die in the process because of the pain of losing something crucial, and only a few survived.

"YOU ARE A BEAST! DELRAMA YOU MUST DIE !!!" "I want you beside me, Roden. You can't disappear, so I'm locking you between my hands, forever." "Bastard. I'd rather die than staying beside you." "Say it to the moon. Bark like a dog, it's useless. From now on, you'll be mine 'forever! To be beside me is your punishment.". "Zaki you, jerk! Just wait, and I'll punish you too for doing this to me!" I crushed her with a kiss. "I'll wait that Roden." .. The Unchaste Punishment