Novel & Cerita Enema Punishment Stories

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

"If she had been diagnosed, we would have known the red mark was a medical emergency, not a lie. She needed medicine, not punishment. If you had cared enough to check, she would still be alive." Richard put his face in his hands. Elena stared at the floor. "I didn't know," she said, quiet now and hollow. "I didn't know she was sick." "You didn't look," the Healer said. "You had a pup whose body communicated differently, and you called it dishonesty." - The Enforcers read the Penance Journal into the official record. They did it in the living room with Richard and Elena both present. A female Enforcer read it. Her voice was quiet, but it carried anyway.

My stomach churned badly. I developed a terrible stomach condition from the mental asylum. They constantly starved me, only feeding me once a day. Sometimes, there was no food at all. The doctor told me that my liking Jason was immoral. It was a big sin, so I needed to be punished. Being starved was one of the punishments. I lowered my head and wolfed down my food. I ate so quickly that the veins on my neck popped out. Camila looked at me in disgust and moved slightly further away from me.

I see an enema kit with the tube and a bag on the end which makes me squirm as I imagine what he wants to do to me. "I want to see you in pain today slave. So we're going to play a game," he starts as he puts a small bottle of hot sauce beside the sink. "I'm going to fill you with water until you're cramping then put a plug in to keep it all in place. Then you're going to suck on this dildo until you get it all into your throat and only then will I let you release the water." I look at the dildo he's holding and I freeze when I see how large and thick it is. That'll take a long time of relaxing my throat to deepthroat.

lower lip. “Well then I suppose you should be punished accordingly. Those are very naughty thoughts, Megan. And those very naughty thoughts...” his voice trailed off as he looked me over. “Yes Father, “ I whispered. “Very naughty thoughts deserve to be punished.” Father Michaels went to his desk and opened the shoebox with the toys I’d brought. “To punish you I am going to put this in your anus.” He pulled out the large butt plug with the wireless remote. Clicking it, it came to life. “We don’t have any lubricant, Father,” I protested. I honestly hadn’t thought to grab the bottle of lube from the drawer of my nightstand. “Oh yes we do,” he said, looking straight at my wet cunt. “Get up and

The whip was a long one, made with pure leather and left with sharp thorns all over, to inflict twice as much pain with each stroke As two men held me down on the table, I could see Elena near tears. " You would receive twenty strokes while you count. If you miss a single word or if I don't hear a single word you pronounce, they start all over. Hold her down" she declared. It was like she was the ruler of the palace. She settled on the bed which seemed to act as her throne as she smiled. I remembered last night. Was this really pay back for talking to her so called mate? I wished someone would tell the lunatic that I hated her husband way more than she hated me.

"I loved how she was always smiling while cooking. And instead of sitting around and waiting to be called into the underground, I asked her to teach me" "What was it? The underground?" "A place where people were trained to fight, kill, and torture others. Anytime I was forced to watch, I ended up having sleepless nights." He paused and looked into space. "One time I was whipped because I ended up puking when a man's intestines were cut out and fed to another. My brother begged on my behalf but they would not listen. Besides, he was just a ten-year boy who was nothing compared to his father, the Don"

GEM-B asked. The three look agitated and painful. “It’s your punishment!” GEM-B said showing his charming yet disgusting smirk. “Punishment? What are you talking about?” Varz asked in pain. “I told you. I am here to punish those fallen into the despair pit.” GEM-B said. “It’s painful,” Herman said in pain. “I decide to punish you instead of killing you, so the most suitable punishment for you is COCK SPANKING!” GEM-B exclaimed.

“Really? Then your disgusting uncle didn't rape you and your sister.” “That was horrible; what he did was, he would undress us and touch us; he would lick us all over; and then he would beat us with a strap made of studs; it was very horrible, but he never penetrated us; he said that it was better to hold the urge for five minutes than to go forty years to a prison to be raped hundreds of times.” “My friend, you should denounce him to make it happen.” “There is no more proof. I have thought of paying some torturers; I heard of some who used to bite people with nail clippers.”

Thank you, William. Once we were fully on the road, Wendy said she had more questions for us. "Ask away," Rhonda said. "Why did you suck the cocks after the slaves were fucked in the ass this morning. That looked totally gross." "Marcia and Chantelle cleansed their asses this morning, which meant they gave themselves several enemas to ensure their bottoms were as clean and fresh as an ass can get. We slaves do it so we can clean our Master's cocks by sucking them after our asses have been fucked," I said.