Enema Punishment Novels & Stories

"I can't wait to see you big with my heir, pauper. You're going to be even more beautiful than you are now, and not much can top your beauty at the moment." She blushes and tries to turn away, but I don't allow it. Not wanting her to feel uncomfortable on the ride to the clinic, I give her something that she expects to come out of my mouth. "And in case you have forgotten, there's always a good ole enema to be had." My plan works, as I see her eyes widen as she slaps my chest. "Jarek! Oh, my God—I can't with you!" Her grin is all I need to know that I have her back in the right mindset.

“I feel ashamed. Three doctors already used me. Now you. I know it is wrong but I cannot stop.” Dr. Voss clicked the speculum wider. The stretch burned a little. “Wrong but wet. That is your problem.” He put the probe back in. Moved it in and out while the speculum held me open. His other hand reached under and pinched my nipple hard. “You will not come until I say,” he told me. “This is punishment and treatment together.” He edged me like that for a long time. Probe sliding. Speculum holding me open. Light slaps on my ass when I tried to move. Every time I got close he stopped and made me count to ten.

He performed needle play with a fake prick on my thigh that left a stinging red dot, which he then swabbed with cold alcohol. As the nurse, his cock was lubed and he thrust deep inside me, pounding so hard that the table shook and the monitor beeped with fake readings. An enema bag hung high above us as he shoved the tube nozzle into my ass and filled me with warm water, bloating my gut until it cramped. The mixture leaked at the edge as he denied my release, making me beg desperately to rush to the toilet. I farted out the water mixed with cum in a brown splash, after which he sprayed my ass clean with a cold hose. The shock made my nipples harden instantly as he rubbed the peaks until they

Chapter 5: Punished pleasureably The air in the basement was now filled with the scent of sex. Jake lounged back on the cushioned platform, spent but grinning, surrounded by Elena, Mia, and Sophia. Their bodies were filled with sweat and traces of his cum. Ryan and Tyler remained seated in their chairs, their wrists lightly cuffed, their throbbing cock was locked in a plastic cage. It was all part of their punishment. “Ryan,” the supervisor’s voice echoes, “as one of the losers, your pleasurable punishment begins now. You will watch. You will serve. You will be edged and denied until the end. Only then may you taste what you failed to claim.”

I read and raised my brow at Alpha Enzo. “Punishment? What kind of punishment are we talking about here?” I asked, not believing I had involved myself in such a mess. Alpha Enzo’s lips curled into a smile. “Keep reading,” he urged, and I swallowed hard before going back to the document. “Punishments include spanking, kneeling, and sexual tension and torture,” I read aloud, glaring at him. “You shouldn’t worry about that. I won’t do anything to harm you,” he smirked while my frown deepened.

Yet, at the same time, she was also very aroused. Keenan smiled. "So you know..." Keenan said in a serious voice. I just nodded in acknowledgement and Keenan stepped to the side so that I could approach and lean over the bed. I heard footsteps, the sound of a drawer opening and closing and soon I felt the cold liquid lubricant on my ass. 'Yeah, why did I tease you?' I thought to myself as I let out a soft laugh. I did, however, actually, find it quite funny. I found it amusing that this was one of my punishments. I knew the difference between Klaus’ and Liam's touches, so the difference could only be Keenan spreading the lubricant in my ass-crack and stimulating my entrance.

So I had terrible pain from the pressure on my back and the humiliation of him shaving me. Right now he's tied me to the punishment bench on my hands and knees so he can use me again. I didn't protest when he made me do an enema which hopefully means he'll be more gentle when he fucks me. "Such a good slave, your hole begs for my dick now doesn't it? You're a slut for me," Adrian says as he stands in front of my head, his erection rubbing against my lips. I don't open my mouth, partly because he didn't tell me to and partly because I don't want to taste him.

Permission. I scramble to obey. I unhook the short chain between my wrists just enough to reach the table of toys you laid out for me. My hands shake as I select the first punishment: a heavy stainless-steel plug, cold and unforgiving. I coat it in my own slick, then reach back and press the icy tip to my tight asshole. I don’t ease it in. I force it, grunting around the gag as the widest part stretches me open, burning, claiming. The base settles between my cheeks with a final cruel pop. My eyes water. Drool pours from the corners of my stretched mouth.

“I’m not sure. I don’t really know what your punishments involve.” “Lashes usually. The severity ranging from poison tipped, the type of whip and the amount. That’s your most basic punishment. It can be worse but I’m not sure if Aelia would allow that to go further.” I looked at Nate sadly. He shivered at the thought. “Our punishments are about both setting an example and causing pain to remind us not to do it again. We are stronger than just about any race out there, so it’s easy to forget that we are breakable sometimes. Also of the punishments revolve around reminding us of our humanity.”

Only because our son begged to go to the amusement park, my wife, Nyla Frost, a wealthy heiress, ended up in a car accident on the way there, leaving her permanently paralyzed from the waist down. To punish us, she slashed our daily allowance to a mere ten cents. For the past three years, my son and I had no choice but to survive by scavenging through trash every day, even fighting the dogs for scraps. One day, my son was so hungry that he lost all reason. He ate a few crumbs of a cookie that our family doctor had accidentally dropped on the floor. My wife flew into a rage, accusing him of having filthy, thieving hands. As punishment, she made him stand outside in the pouring rain for th