Chastity Slave Punishment Novels & Stories

It was a daily occurrence in their lives. “Keep going. I don’t have time to put on a show for you” Bradford instructed sternly and gave her a push from behind. It was only then did Kayla come back to earth. She instantly obeyed the command to avoid angering him and forced her legs to move in the direction of a stair case. All the slaves had their gaze lowered to the floor and no one dared to look up as Kayla and the men walked past them. With every step of the stair case that she conquered, Kayla felt her feathers of freedom being plucked away mercilessly. If not today then tomorrow, she would also be tortured and be made like one of those countless number of girls downstairs.

He stood up to his chair and leaned closer to me, I kept my posture right because my heart was beating so fast. "300,000 for your work as Secretary but let's make it 1 million per month if you work with me as a Slave and my toy," he whispered to my ear and licked it, making chills go down my spine. "What do you think? It's enough for your Mother, Ms. Olivia."

"I've enjoyed the renewal of our activities and female slaves have proven very capable of giving me pleasure, Daniel. We've both enjoyed everything that's happened. I say let's go for it and enjoy every second." Dan asked, "What would the normal punishment be for her impertinence, Mistress Brianna?" "Twenty-five strokes with the hand or the paddle. Do you wish the punishment to be public or private?" "As public as it can be," Dan said. "Do you have some stocks?" "The ones your son built into my bed. I just recently learned of that particular functionality. I'd like to have the other aspects of the bed demonstrated while Scott's here." "I think the punishment should be witnessed by as many as

“That is where you are wrong Fiona. ANY member of the pack who acts illegally, as you have, will be punished, no matter rank, status, or connection.” “Whatever. I didn’t do anything wrong. Nothing I did to that trash was illegal.” “Please prepare her for her twenty lashes, and hold John Goldrind.” “Only twenty lashes for all she did? She admitted to attempting to kill someone, multiple times. Isn’t there a stronger punishment? She tortured Chastity Bloomfield.” Someone called out. “I agree. Twenty lashes seems minor compared to what Chastity suffered.” Another stated. “She got enjoyment from what she did, and she is proud of her actions. Twenty lashes will teach her nothing.” Came a third pe

The punishment was only greater if I had truly sinned. I made an effort to return to the present moment and tried to calm the trembling in my hands. I felt so weak. Ten lashes and forty-eight hours without food—that was my final punishment for dropping an apple on the ground. I tried to remember the rules: never look anyone in the eye, never speak unless addressed directly. But who would speak to me, a slave, a nobody?

“Chastity cage on that pathetic dick, or a gag so I only hear your cries and moans?” I stayed quiet, then whispered, “Put the chastity on.” I got harder as the cold metal locked around me. “Good boy,” Jude praised, squeezing my balls hard until I screamed. “I love watching my sex slaves suffer.” He stepped out and returned with an electric wand. “Every cry, every moan, every beg, every time you close your legs — your little dick gets shocked. You only do those things when your Alpha allows it.” He pressed it to my nipples and sent a shock through me.

To torture her so bad that when she's ever close to someone like me, she would behave herself. "Please, I'm sorry… Alpha." Her shaky voice crashed on the floor. It was the first time Slave was able to voice out words after a long while; she could only but moan and whimper painfully. "This is what you wanted, right? To be punished. Hard." Still gripping her breast, I bent her over an armchair next to the bed and spanked her asscheek. So hard. At the smack of my lips as they pulled apart for the pleasure grunt to slip out, I hit harder this time, exploding a sharp moan from Slave's throat. Shutting my eyes for a moment, the bottom of my lip dragged between my teeth.

Charlotte inquires. “Cole explained that when a female can prove they’ve been raped the standard punishment from Charles is half your age to your groin and full age to your rear. He chains them with their hands above their head and strips them naked from the waist down. This punishment is delivered with the loop end of his belt. It’s very difficult to prove to Charles that rape has occurred but when he punishes that’s the standard. Cole is not treated the same as the rest of the pack. All the pack has to do is point their finger and he’s punished. I don’t know how often his groin has been involved but he’s been punished, likely with the buckle end, a minimum of once a month since he was eigh

The master never allowed anybody pass the night in his chambers and he had actually left the chambers for her and went into his secret room where they were sure he passed the night in. They figured the lady's womanhood must be to enjoyable to receive such treatment from the Master. They wished she wasn't the Master's slave so they could get a taste of her too but they know too well not to temper with any of the Master's s*x slaves. The last guard who had a secrete affair with one of the Master's s*x slave had his manhood cut off and hanged at the entrance of the castle for a warning to other ones. He had died from bleeding and the slave he had the affair with, killed her self before the Mast

And if I were to bring him here, he would clearly disregard Yeri like he has never seen her before. Yeri is dropped to her knees and Agnes steps beside me. “Punishment for a slave who tries to escape her masters is either to be flogged or to be stripped naked and imprisoned to pass a message of discipline.” Agnes says and I nod. I haven’t said a word yet. I haven’t turned to look at Yeri because it bothers me. If I were to turn, I may feel that chord in my chest and it by force me have mercy on her. But I have to remember that I am Ozar, I am king and leave no room for repetitive mercies. This is not the first time I am forgiving her. Tonight, was the day I picked to reject her but she in my