Gay Slave Punishment Novels & Stories

I shook his shoulder after because it didn't seem to have any effect on tapping his cheek, and because he was not responding, I tried applying some force. I slapped his cheek as I called his name. I knew that was hard, but it seemed to be needed. I heard him growl, and he started opening his eyes. I immediately stood and moved away. I saw his cheek starting to turn red. It was the part I slapped, and if he realized someone slapped him, he would immediately think it was me because I was the one near. "If that gay won't wake up, I'm going to sell him to desperate women outside. I'm sure I will get rich by selling his sp*** to them. Many people will be happy! I will give you some of that money

“I know them and they know me. A grown up man walking around with diapers around his waist because he has lost control and can't hold his poop till he goes to the convenience store." " It's shameful. I mean really shameful but that's the path they chose for themselves. So many of them you admire, especially those I saw on the debate stage yesterday, are leaving their lives in regret”. He paused for a moment and then continued with a high tune again. "I see this as wickedness that a man wants to initiate his fellow men to the lifestyle he is living in regret. It is wickedness.” “In addition to that, the gay lovers have a greater percentage of contracting the deadly disease of HIV AIDS because

"The Willful killing of a slave was fine £700 and passion killing £350." The way Master Joshua Gallagher loved money. Maybe... just maybe he wouldn't kill me. Why waste any pound on me? He wouldn't want to pay that fine. Again, out of all his seven children William is by far his favorite, perhaps he would kill me. William was his pride and joy, the last born. He wouldn't mind paying that amount to make his sons mistake to disappear. Slave homes were searched every two weeks for weapons or stolen goods. Punishment could escalate from loss of a ear, branding, and nose slitting to death on the fourth offense. Such things kept me up at night. Overthinking—

Never in my whole life had I wanted to cum so badly, wearing one with almost no relief since 7:30 last night. The new slaves were frequently punished as well, for the tiniest infraction. The male slave would get his cock whipped if he didn't get hard when told to do so. It didn't happen often. Mistress usually administered the punishments. Only once, was I told to punish the tall lesbian girl. I think she wanted to witness my Dominant side, though as soon as I finished, I was on my knees licking her cunt again. She didn't want me getting too big for my britches.

I ask seriously. "N-Nothing," he replied. "Ah, really?" I tightened the grip on his hand even more causing it to twist. "My patience is short, you too might be able to go to hell sooner." I tightened my grip on his hand again. He cried out in pain but his mouth remained shut. "Why, are you in pain? You really don't want to?" I aimed the gun at his penis. "Say bye, everything." I was about to touch the gun when it spoke.

The four of them sat. Elowyn froze. “What?” she muttered. “You heard me,” the boy grinned, slapping the table. “How does that work, huh? He bends and you make dwarf babies together?” More laughter. Louder. Crueler. "Gaydom is great but I wonder how it fits in this hellhole...." More laughter. "No flesh behind those legs but you still spread them open...." "Froste is gay...." "Froste is in heat...." "Froste is gay and slutty...."

I asked, almost amid tears, “ what did he ever do to you?” She was short of words and was obviously taken by shock. “ Answer me!” “ He did nothing to me. But he did something horrible to both God and his church”, she said, rising to her feet. “ You think I didn't know what he was doing with you? How you both were desecrating the house of the Lord? If he was doing it with a girl, with a woman, with the opposite gender, it would've been forgivable, but homosexuality? No. Such acts were never unforgivable and will never be”.

The man handed him a whip, lined with nails and tiny bits of glass. Dave swallowed hard as he sighted the whip. He knew he'd be flogged till he denounced his sexuality and agreed to mate with a woman and that was something he detested. The whip slapped against his skin and the man screamed as the nails dug into his back. He lifted the whip to the man's face and struck it hard. His face was covered with blood. Shards from the glass got into his eyes, turning them crimson. The helpless man coughed out blood and laid weakly. "Are you still adamant? Denounce being a gay and swear that you'd mate a woman."

That was probably why she was heartless and selfish. "This slave would be put under lock and key. She won't make contact with the outside world and would be locked up. She would starve until she knows the gravity of what she has done. And since this is her first official offense, she would be pardoned after a few days, after she is whipped mercilessly," he announced. Gina liked it like she had heard something really unbelievable. "But Alpha, don't you think this punishment is a little too lenient for the gravity of what she has done? How then would I get my heirloom?" she whined, shaking her head.

“Unfortunately, groping a woman isn’t a felony. The state of New York categorizes it as a misdemeanour,” Gabriel spat out, letting go of the man. He crumpled to the floor. "What he did, and most likely does to other women, should be punishable by death." Gabriel kicked him in the stomach and the pendejo doubled over in pain.