Romans & histoires Enema Punishment

"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.

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.

he said, fixing the tube in the pump after another refill. “I need to go doctor Fernandez” she said but he ignored her and pushed her over gently. “You can't go after every three pumps Miss. You'll go after two more” he said and spread her butt open again. She grabbed the top of the bed and shut her eyes tight as he admitted the enema to her again. She was so full and pressed. She stretched a hand back and grabbed the wrist of his hand opening her buttocks. Her legs wriggling on the bed.

"Why is it that we're choosing punishment for each other instead of for ourselves?" The man shook his head. "Because otherwise, it'll be boring!" Corinne agreed eventually. "Fine." He invited Corinne to go first. The wheel spun rapidly, and Corinne closed her eyes before reaching out to press the button. The wheel stopped, and the punishment she had landed on was 'kneel and slap yourself 20 times'! Annie looked at the wheel and laughed loudly. "You asked for it. Don't go back on your word!" "I'm happy to accept my fate." The man shrugged. Though he was a little embarrassed, he knelt boldly and slapped himself 20 times in one go.

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.”

Double penetration — one real cock, one mechanical — stretched her beyond anything she had experienced before. “Take it, you filthy little pet,” he growled, pounding her ass hard. “This is what you were made for. Serving your Professor’s research.” Elena came again, harder this time, her body shaking uncontrollably in the restraints. Professor Kane switched holes multiple times, using her pussy and ass interchangeably while the machine never stopped. He spanked her red, choked her, pulled her hair, and whispered the most degrading praise in her ear. By the time he finally came deep in her ass, Elena was a sobbing, drooling, cum-covered wreck.