Hardcore Bdsm Punishment Novels & Stories

I silently pleaded, hoping my pitiful eyes will work on him but he spanked my ass instead and I jerk up. "You're going to be my submissive for a week. This is your punishment for ruining my birthday party, resisting my dick and disobeying me." He growled, picking up the vibrator. "S…. submissive?" I stammered, "what do you mean by submissive?" "Idiot." Alessandro seethed, slapping my tits. I winced. "Have you ever heard of BDSM?" He asked and I nodded the positive. Yes, I have heard about it but what does it has to do with him punishing me! I screamed in my head.

I removed my condom and put a knot on it and put it in my pocket. "but what did I do master... why am I being punished today?" she asked with an overly childish voice and I sighed. I have talked to her that I am into BDSM and she was more than happy to be at my service. Well, she has no idea what I am going to do to her, you are here to get punished for your sister today little whore... your sister sold my house... my mother's house and now you will get punished for that...

Uttering that, he went to a drawer and came back with smooth black handcuffs. "You get a punishment for that." He hissed and turned her around. He pulled down her dress, tied her hands and threw her on the bed. "This is going to be fun," he sang and pulled out a black large whip from the cupboard. Before Ember could understand what was going on, he hit her hard. Ember kept moaning and screaming with pleasure and pain as Drake tried each and every piece of equipment on her. After two long hours of BDSM, he inserted his little thing into her in all the positions. Though Ember resisted many times, Drake slapped and bit her hard so that she feared to stop the next time.

Carla I was taken aback by the severity of his punishment, and I had no idea that he was interested in BDSM. It was a horrifying experience all around. Twenty times, he struck my body with the cane, and the pain was so intense that I thought I was going to pass out. I screamed at him over and over again, pleading with him to stop, but he didn't care and continued to hit me. He wouldn't let me go until he finished what he was doing, so instead of sending me away, he took off all of his clothes and slept with me! Yes!

They move the mother and father off to the side and made them get on there knees to watch as she received her her punishment. "LET THE PUNISHMENT BEGIN!!" Damien yells throughout the whole room. I walk over to Briana stand in front of her, I remember all the days she beat me and anger surges through me. I slap her so hard she falls to the floor, causing a gash on her face. She hissed in pain from the slap, she looks back at me growling I lean down and grab a fistful of her hair and yank her head back up towards me. I slam my fist in to her face over and over again breaking her nose and her jaw, before letting go of her hair. I see her laying on the ground like I was in the kitchen, I ignore

He screamed, trying to break free, but the bed buckler was doing such a great job that he couldn’t even move. "You are a fool, Noah, and you will always remain a fool," I added. I increased the whipping and hit him harder this time, causing him to scream in agony as his white skin became covered in marks. "I love hearing your screams. This is exactly what BDSM is about." I said with a smirk. "Ashley! Stop hitting me, you are going to regret this!" He screamed.

He told me as I screamed for help and just then, he gave me a slap across the face and I raised my head to stare at him, shocked. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I stared at him and before I knew it, he bent as he picked a whip. “Ever heard of BDSM?” He asked me and I continued to scream for help. That night was hell, every single thing that happened was one that I didn’t want to be reminded of. His kisses, hugs, touch and whips, those were the most horrible moments of my life and there, he decided to do the unthinkable.

"We had an experience at a BDSM club before Lisa's slavery started. Master insisted she undergo slave training first as she hadn't dreamt of being a slave before she witnessed my slavery. It is my impression from the club, there are some Dominants who are more into giving pain instead of pleasure. Their treatment of slaves is sadistic, and they attract masochists. I'm not talking about someone who enjoys small amounts of pain like Slut, but much more, to the extent they are marked for days at a time by their punishments. The humiliations and treatment they undergo is at the far end of the scale, which might involve being used as human toilets, drinking piss or eating shit. "The Dominants I'v

"Punishment makes me feel like a child." Stephon positioned himself closer to her side. "It's the BDSM dynamic. We've plunged you into our lifestyle pretty quickly. This is how we live, but at the same time we don't want a slave." He gave a short laugh. "Punishing you turns us on." "You ignored me."

Without making me beg for it even. He also took me in his arms and tried to give me all the comfort I needed after my intense punishment when he could have left for his daily routine without a care. Speaking of which, I could still feel some soreness in my behind area. I don’t know if I will be able to sit on it today. As much as I wanted to be mad at him for making me submit to him through that harsh punishment, I couldn’t. I enjoyed it and he fucking knew it. I never thought that me and BDSM could ever cross paths. But now that we did, now that I found my body turned on by his discipline, tasting the bitter sweet mixed feeling of pain and pleasure, I couldn’t deny it.