Female Caning Novels & Stories

Before she could faint, he removed the hand, and unlike how I imagined (for her to look like she just survived death), there was pure ecstasy on the faces of both her and the man that was fucking her. In the next tent were two women. One was bent over the table, tied up, and with nipple clamps on her nipples. She was getting caned on her ass and I gasped, looking at the fresh scars littering her body. My eyes then trailed down the vibrator tapped on her clit and a few small ones in her pussy and ass.

“Today we break you in properly. By the end of this, you won’t remember what it feels like to be a normal girl.” They made her crawl first. On hands and knees down the long white corridor, ass high, back arched. Every few meters one of the trainers slapped her fat ass hard, making it jiggle. The collar chain dragged on the floor. Her perky tits swayed beneath her. She felt like an animal, and her pussy was already getting wet again. In the main training room they strapped her into a special chair with her legs spread wide open. One trainer took an electric razor and shaved her pussy completely bald. The vibrations buzzed against her swollen clit and made her moan. When it was smooth and pink

She’d heard what they said when this club opened. Running fingers through her hair, she watched a woman who was bent over a spanking bench get her ass tanned. Her tender white flesh blushed a nice rouge as the man, her Dom, went at her for some misdemeanor. The scene lefi Maya’s cunt creaming. Her skin was dark, and it took a lot for her ass to show any hint of red. She knew, as she’d been told before. Finding a man to become her Master or Dom had put her in some bad situations. The men within her pack didn’t believe in taking a hand or cane to a woman, let alone punishing her. She wished she could say as much for one woman in the pack.

One of the other slaves, a young woman who had arrived in the camp just a few days before, had been caught stealing from another slave. When Lycan found out, he ordered that her hand be cut off. I watched in horror as two of Lycan's henchmen held the woman down while Lycan As I watched Lycan's henchmen hold the woman down, my heart sank with a feeling of helplessness. I couldn't just stand by and watch this barbaric punishment being carried out.

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If truly, she's hard to penetrate, it means she's acting stubborn and they were punishing her by yelling on her that he would fuck her ten times and his men five times each. They are four men who she paid to do this job. If the leader goes ten times and the others five times each, the woman might die. But then, which man can go ten times in a woman? Is he a robot? What is the feature his body is made up of that he would drill a woman ten times. Stupid fuck. No woman can take twenty five times of marathon sex at a time. She would die long before the last round ends. And if Fiona Johnson dies, what is the purpose for which she had the job done?

She came explosively within minutes, moaning loudly as her juices coated his face. The crowd cheered. By the third trial, only four women remained, including Serena. The others had been eliminated for not responding strongly enough. This trial was public fucking. Each remaining woman was bent over a stone altar. The breeders took turns fucking them from behind, comparing how well each cunt took their massive cocks and how loudly the women screamed. Serena was paired with the same dominant breeder again. He was huge — easily the thickest cock she had ever seen. He rubbed the fat head against her soaked entrance, then slammed into her in one powerful thrust.

“Then you’ll be treated like one.” He brought the cane down hard across her ass and Raven screamed. A bright red welt rose instantly. “Count them,” he said. “Fuck you!” Another strike. Harder. This one landed on her upper thighs. She jerked forward, tears already stinging her eyes. “Two!” The cane kept falling. Ten. Fifteen. Her ass and thighs were covered in angry red stripes. Every hit made her cry out louder. The other women watched in silence, some crying for her, some looking away.

We all turn to the stage at the sound of a whip cracking and all conversation stops. The woman they brought out, the pretty little blonde, holds herself up at the top of the pole. The two women at the bottom of the pole each hold one of her legs, her pussy spread out for all of to see. The woman with the whip trails it's leather ends down the middle of the blonde girl's body before lashing out at the dark haired woman, the ends cracking against her ass.

“Bullshit!” “Fuck off!” “Listen here!” Vin said, using his hands to help lower the volume, he kept going. “Women have a higher pain tolerance. It is a known fact. Just think about it. Not only are they constantly disciplined but they are bending over cleaning, cooking or servicing us. They have their monthly cycles that I heard are painful and they are used to manual labor. We have used both men and women’s blood and have found a higher success rate within the female category. Darin did a whole interviewing process. Moving them to rooms and tested their pain tolerances and even took some blood to test.”