Enema Punishment Stories Novels & Stories

"Look. The Lord has seen her repenting and has punished her." Torture at the college was systematic. Monday was designated for purifying one's sense of taste. Sophie had to kneel and drink holy water mixed with glass shards at 5:00 am. In the afternoon, she had to swallow earthworms alive because they were supposed to consume everything dirty in one's soul.

Then, they shattered like bubbles, vanishing without a trace. The second they stepped into the water tank room, Zachary's face turned ugly. "Who took a dump in here?" No one answered. Only Bobby walked forward and stopped in front of my tank. "Mr. Finch, Mrs. Finch is in here." Zachary's face darkened even further as he walked over. Nina gagged from the smell and rushed off to vomit. I followed him, curious to see what my body looked like now. When I was first locked in, I kept pounding on the tank. Since it was made of metal, they couldn't see the sheer terror on my face.

He pushes the bottle in my ass and bends down, unscrews the cap and drinks the water from the bottle in my ass before removing it. “Time to shower,” Dominic announces. He turns the showerheads on and lowers the hook to release Trent from his suspension. “Get your sub and wash him while Gabriel and I wash one another,” Dominic orders. “You are going to give him his first enema while Gabriel and I give ourselves them.” I look at him and Dominic shows me the special enema heads and switch to turn them on. Permanent shower enemas! Gabriel had mentioned having one in his place, this room is equipped with ten all along the wall.

I dropped the money cases on Stan's desk. I took Zaki's gifts. Likewise, I'm not that stupid. After he raped me over and over again, I won't take the money. I'm not stupid to just think about my pride. "Wow, it looks like you've got a big victim," Stan said and open the case. "It's huge. I'm almost torn." I whispered. "CONGRATULATION!" Said Stan. Congratulation? Where? Of what that animal did to me? TSS.

He did not expect that he would still be deeply shocked today. “Old Nuo, what’s going on?” Hardy had been waiting by the side. When he saw Neumann come out, he quickly went up to her. Neumann looked at Hardy, and she said, “In ancient times, there was a criminal law called bathing. The victim was locked in a large vat with only his head exposed. His face would be smeared with honey to attract flies. The executioner would feed the victim on a regular basis. Very soon, the victim would be soaked in his own feces. Maggots would start to grow in the bathtub, and then the maggots would devour the victim’s body. It’s said that someone persisted in the bathtub for a month before being eaten alive b

Vivian explained and retorted. “A dog is shameless because it knows nothing about its nudity. Those street classes who walk along the road and lanes in the nude are shameless to kill the oncoming innocent young ones by abortion. Last week, an international journal and American democrat carried shocking news: one woman in her early forties gave to bed a bouncing baby boy, instead of nurturing the child she threw the child into the pit. Seeing that the child’s crying would expose her iniquity, she boiled water to a high degree centigrade and poured it into the pit, and the child died immediately. When the force authorities apprehended her and interrogated her over the cruel crime, she said tha

"Do you know the punishment for being late?" Maegan brought Shamia to the men's restroom, where they encountered a cleaner carrying tools to unclog a drain. "Leave we'll take care of this," The cleaner looked puzzled. "Ma'am?" Maegan's eyebrows furrowed. "Are you deaf? I said leave now! Just drop off those tools." After the cleaner left: "This is your punishment, clear whatever is clogging here." Shamia turned to see what she was supposed to clean and felt disgusted when she saw the bowl, which seemed to have something inside and was filled with yellow water.

I whispered. “You have what?” she asked. “Tiny balls. Rowan put them inside me as a punishment thing,” I explained, keeping my voice low and going on to tell her everything, leaving out the part about the spanking. I somehow made it through the entire day. Just when I was feeling relieved that I had survived, I went to use the bathroom, and as I flushed, I watched in horror as one of the balls disappeared down the toilet. I was so cooked. I could not handle another punishment right now. I left the bathroom and went straight to find Lyra.

Machteld orders me from somewhere above my head “The more you resist, the worse it’ll be for you.” I thought I knew what humiliation was. But all the public whippings, the cock fights in my mouth, the soldiers cheering each other on whilst forcing me to swallow their cum… being slapped, scolded and thrown in the dirt - it all pales in comparison to Gertrude peering inside my pussy and jabbing me with her short, bony fingers. “I feel a hymen in here” she says, as she closes and pulls out the speculum. “Good. What about her ass?” Machteld responds and I am left with no option other than prayer. I pray to every deity I’ve ever vaguely heard of that I can make it through this. That hole is still

Xenra "Huh!" His words slammed through me, and at that instant, realisation hit me. "Yes, you heard me right. I'll send you to the human waste session so that you can pack their excretes. That way perhaps you'd learn how to be careful." The man's words tumbled out in a rush, bearing the weight of his anger. "No, no," I shook my head fervently. How can that happen to me? I had endured the humiliation of taking care of cow dung; how can they further humiliate me like that?