Lesbian Punished Novels & Stories

"Who's your wife you bastard?" I moved closer to Travis and slapped him hard. I didn't just stop there. I slapped him mostly four times because I was so man angry. I just could understand the fact that he was being smug and Lana was on the other hand looking completely scared of those alphas. What is she scared of? She was being so arrogant not too long ago so I moved to her next she's the next to receive my slaps and I gave her more than I gave Travis.

Anxiety and fear were clearly visible on his face. “But I’m not afraid of them. They’ve harmed so many people. You probably don’t know the fate of the young women they’ve turned into prostitutes. Those young women are forced to keep working for inadequate pay. Their health and bodies are at stake. In fact, women who contract sexually transmitted diseases are simply sent back to their villages without fair compensation or adequate medical care and treatment. They are the actual devils!” I replied, glaring sharply at Leo. Both my hands were clenched into fists.

I froze. Back in the basement, they had used all kinds of tools to punish me. They ripped out my fingernails one by one, so my fingers were now twisted and deformed. I murmured, "I… I had an injury." The client nodded politely. Humiliated, I made an excuse and slipped away to the restroom. Rachel followed me in and said, "Grace, listen closely. Jacob is mine." I said nothing. She slapped me hard across the face. With no one else around, she dropped the act and glared at me with pure malice. "Weren't you so arrogant before? What? Cat got your tongue now?"

Catarina smiled like a knife, her violet lips, crimson eyes, and bronzy skin shining like a wind chime. Catarina's sleek, proud black hair cut like a blade across her face, and the Aswang Queen smirked, winking at Ambrosio. "Men can't tell time, Ambrosio. Always waging war, instead of keeping peace like us women. That is why the humans of Mindanao and Domminga Mountain valleys used their warrior shaman to forbid the offerings of babies to us as servants, and why those miscreants Aswang feast upon pregnant fetuses. To not embrace change, dear Ambrosio..." Catarina sighed, petting a stray tarsier. "Is to die. And Ikapati, she does not want her daughters and sons to die."

I expected the same from Pearl, only to discover she was still entrenched in the world of lesbianism. After marrying Liam, I yearned to confess my past to him, yet I hesitated. His strong, negative reaction to the mere depiction of lesbianism in films gave me pause, prompting me to keep my secret buried. The fear of his disapproval weighed heavy on my conscience, fueling my hesitation.

"No, it's Zeus who punished me. Hades only carries out the decree of torment." Persephone had no word to respond to that. Sisyphus' suffering was from a horrible crime he had committed by releasing the mountain rocks over innocent travelers who reached his dominion. Persephone didn't know how to help any more than she already did. After a while, she bade goodbye to Sisyphus and continued on her away. When she was gone, the stone rolled off the summit to the plain below once again.

"Parker, listen to me carefully! You did return from abroad! You are capable of kicking up a storm! However, we are not afraid of you either! Me, Yvonne, Sabrina, and my Aunt Jane, the four of us are like real sisters! Whoever dared to bully the four of us! We will obliterate them all at all costs! Lily was beaten up so badly that she could not even say a complete sentence anymore. Blood dripped out of the corner of her lips. How unlucky was she? Ever since she returned to the country last time, the first ever beating she received was from these two women. They had beaten her up into a pulp outside of Alex's summer house. Since then, she was not beaten up by Holden, then she was beaten up by