Novel & Cerita Extreme Femdom Punishment

“You'll never find a husband with that despicable attitude,“ he barks, slamming the book again. Another wave of pain surges through me, and blood drips onto the black marble below. That's one of the reasons why we have such ridiculous expensive floors. It's expensive, and well, it cleans easy. Blood, urine, spit, hair, cum—I’ve seen it all. All byproducts of punishment. Blood, from beatings like this. Urine, from when girls are made to pee in front of their dominants. Spit, when they’re degraded. Hair, ripped out by the handful. And cum… for when dominants make us sit and watch them masturbate over us. No sex, remember. But rape is a clear threat here. As soon as we leave this school.. We're

I moan, feeling my inhibitions slowly float away. “You fucked me, used me,” I gasp. “Good girl,” Dante says. ‘What else?” “Fucked my throat. Filled me up with your cum.” “Mm hm,” Dante groans. “Now I’m going to tell you the rest of your instructions for today, and I don’t want you to cum until I’m done. Do you understand?” I close my eyes and nod. “If you cum without my permission, there will be consequences.” A delicious thrill runs up my spine at the thought of Dante punishing me. Bending me over his knee, exposing my bare ass, and teaching me a lesson.

His gaze burned me as I watched his eyes trailed down to my throbbing hole. “Look at how soaking wet you are down there. Your pussy must’ve really enjoyed the toy so much.” His fingers brushed over my panties grazing my clit and an acute feeling of pleasure jolted up my spine. I arched my back, my hips moving forward as if begging him to touch me more. “You failed again today Clara, it seems you must really enjoy these punishments.” “I’m sorry sir,” I shuddered. He leaned in, his lips at my ear. “Sorry isn’t enough, you’ll be corrected.”

I groaned, my cock throbbing at the sight of her ass clenching around my finger. Sweat glistened on her skin, pooling around her cheeks as I kept working her. My other hand came down hard, smacking her ass with a loud crack. She yelped, her body jerking, but I didn’t stop. I squeezed her cheeks, fondling the soft flesh, then slapped her again, rougher, leaving a red mark. “Punish my asshole, baby!” she screamed, her voice shaky with need. “Be fucking strict. Fuck me so hard!”

No he would never raise his hand at his Sunshine on the contrary it’s her who slaps him whenever she wanted to “How will you punish her?” “I…I will force her to have sex with me” He lowered his head in shame to confess his mistakes. She never miss a chance to piss him off and only sex can make her subdue. “That’s rude man but here we are, you are not like DOM who hits their sub for being disobedient and DOM will never make love, they only fuck like you saw in the film. He never had any feelings for his previous subs. Once he met Anastasia, he changed himself to be the man she deserved but they did have punishments which are pleasurable for them”

"I can handle anything you bring at me Mr GreenEyes!" That only angers him more. "I don't think so. Even with a broken arm, I'm one of the strongest men in our team!" I know this tactic. He's trying to distract me from the task at hand, so he can defeat me. "Oh? What team?" I ask sarcastically. Smirking, thinking he's managed it, he continues. "We are a Dom company. We collect dominants and train them, and find them submissive souls to use and abuse. We know what you do, and one of our clients wants you, and only you."

I suggest shakily. "No! And if you don't shut the fuck up, I will make sure your next client is a Dom!" I flinch. Having me over to a Dom was her new way of punishing me when I turned eighteen last year. A Dom who would have me chained to the bed post, gag my mouth, tape me to a standing mirror— any form of BDSM fucking, depending on how "skillful" the Dom is. Practically it is the worst form of punishment even to a numb hooker like me. I sigh dejectedly and stand up. "Give me that slot," she says, I hand it over to her and stalk out sadly.

Lena pulled out when she ran out of breath, gasping and closing her eyes. He patted her head. “You did a perfect job. What a sweet slave you are….” he stroked his d*ck and yanked her up, turning her around to face the pole. "Extend your legs. Hold onto the pole tighter,” he ordered her, and she did so instantly. He slipped inside her honeypot before she had a chance to react. A faint groan escaped her lips. She winced at the pleasure she was experiencing. It was strange that one of her master's fascinating punishments was to have her f*cked. Other than getting flogged, she would probably want to be banged in other positions.

Julia continued, "I won't touch her clit until I'm ready for her to cum. It will be like a trigger. Sometimes I'll tell her to cum when I touch it like I did last night, because she has to have my permission to cum. Other times I'll tell her she can't cum and then I'll do everything in my power to make her cum as she strains to obey my commands. If she cums, she has to be punished, for disobeying me. I like to punish her sometimes for being disobedient even though she can't help herself when she cums, can you slave?" "Yes, Domina. You make me cum even though I try not to." "This usually makes her orgasm better because she's tried so hard not to, that when she does, she cums even harder and l

Humiliation and degradation are the only two that I can come up with, but even with humiliation, I have to be careful, because she’s learning to love that as well. Booting up my laptop, I go in search of the notes I had taken while learning how to be a Dominant. I know we had a session on punishments, and all the different types, but remembering them all was not something I thought I would need to do. Thank God for taking notes, because once I find them, I start to grin. Not that because I’m going to enjoy doing them, but because there are some things on here that she will definitely not like doing. I can bet she is thinking that I’m going to give her pain. The only pain will be when I eithe