Novel & Cerita Chastity Slave Punishment

“Rule number one, I should answer your call every time before it rings three times. Rule number two, I should bring Maxwell with me. Rule number three, I should never run away from you and lastly, no one has to know where I went for the past few weeks.” Adam crossed his arms, “And what’s the punishment, young lady?” My throat went dry. Thinking about what punishment he told me yesterday made my heart sink. I looked away while biting my lower lip. Yet, Adam inclined forward and his fingers went on my jaw, ordering me to look at him. “Y-You’ll punish me. You’ll c-choke me and punish me h-hard...” Adam slowly trailed his fingers on my cheeks, to my chin not until it went back to my lips. I am l

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. “Are you done, Master?” she asked, already preparing to flee—to confess her sinful thoughts and punish herself for wanting more. “Done?” he said softly. “Oh, sweetheart, I’m just getting started.” He unclasped her bra, tearing her shirt and pressing her against the mirror. Her breasts were exposed, aching and sensitive. “What a lewd thought,” she scolded herself. He dragged her panties upward, separating her folds with the fabric. “I’m going to take you now, Elodie,” he said coldly. “It won’t be gentle. I’ll make sure that when I pull away, you’ll feel me ev

She can't shoulder it anymore. She was tied from her chest down to her toes, she couldn't move them nor struggle to get those irons off her thighs. This is the most deadly punishment she has ever received in her life. Humans are really heartless and wicked with no emotions. Carlos placed those hot irons in a particular place on her thighs and the longer it stays there, the hotter it becomes. A devilish glint appeared on his face, he couldn't help the smirk that formed on his face as he watch her scream out her lungs, her tears dried because there was no water in them anymore.

Mistress Chantel immediately raised her ass as ordered. Mistress mommy then continued, "Slut, in order to instill this lesson, I will spank your ass as you pleasure our slave's clit with your mouth and tongue. The punishment will continue until slave orgasms again. This should teach you that your slave's wellbeing is your responsibility, just as both of your wellbeings are mine. After this punishment is concluded, the two of you shall have a half of an hour alone. You may not have any form of sexual gratification. You may kiss and touch each other's bodies, but that is all. After your 'cuddling' is concluded, the two of you will then proceed to making dinner. We will continue this discussion

Her perfect plump bottom would be beautifully red before I fucked her hard from behind. I stopped fingering Tasha and thought for a moment about the last time we had done this before I announced her punishment. “We’ll start with seven. If you don’t count each one out loud or you cum before I am done, I will add more, and you won’t be fucked at all. Do you understand me, Tasha?” I asked. “Yes, Master. Punish me, please,” she begged. I began delivering her punishment and could smell her arousal building with each slap of the paddle against her creamy skin. When I delivered the final slap, she cried out. “Please, Master. Fuck me hard.”

"Bondage and discipline aren't that unusual, at least on a casual, weekend gig, and I know that some people do it all the time. You'd probably be surprised how many participate on at least some level. There are clues sometimes. Collars or chokers of one sort or the other; matching bracelets on both wrists, medallions with an M or an S on it, charms featuring handcuffs or manacles or looking like ropes. Sex slavery might be one step further up the scale, but it was this scene that attracted Julia, not just punishment and confinement. She's been more aroused by the semi-public humiliation and/or nudity, the sex, the service to a strong Master. You can see how easily aroused she is, how quickly

Killing the man that caused her sorrow for six years. She tried escaping after the assault done to her, and the slaves, and again she was caught, she remembered the punishment they gave her, they stripped her naked, tied her back on the table and flogged her with wires and irons, that was the worst days of her life, but it will sound foolish to say that the punishment never deterred her from trying again, from trying to escape again, instead it motivated her to leave the god damned forsaken hole.

He had removed his shirt, and now his naked chest stared at me, covered with a sheen of sweat. The chains around my ankles and wrists were cold and uncomfortable, but they were my punishment. "You defied me, slave." He thundered, raking his menacing gaze down my bruised and battered body. I saw satisfaction gleam in his possessive eyes. "You must take every punishment I mete out to you." He crouched down and slapped my thighs apart. His slap sting my skin, he didn't care if I was bruised or not. He kept slapping hard on my thighs while I flinched in pain.

Charles said. My heart tightened. The feeling of being exposed is not good at all. How should I escape from here? In contrast to me, Jack was incredibly proud of having grasped my mistake. Surely he will use this to demand Charles kill me. But Charles' following words turned the situation upside down. “She misrepresented my orders. The correct order was that from now on, if anyone forced an enslaved person to have sex, they would be severely punished, not only you. If you repeat the offense many times, you can be castrated or killed.”

Seeing this, James brought out the whip as he signalled one of the guys who walked towards him and collected the buckets from Sophia who was looking at them so lost and tired. Is he going to set me free? She thought and immediately she felt something so hot on her as she yelped out in pain. The first whip landed on her wet body and instantly tore her top as she whimpered in pain and tears struggling to fall but she held it in so well. The punishment continue till it was night time when Ice Pick grant their freedom. Worst day ever for Sophia as Lila helped her up from where she was lying down as she allowed the tears she had kept in flowed freely down her cheeks.