Lesbian Whipping Novels & Stories

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."

He keeps whipping me, each lash growing more merciless with his rage towards me. By the tenth lash, I am a crying, moaning mess, my ass and back stinging red with pain. My thighs are slick with sweat, and the wetness flowing from my pussy is an ocean now. Done whipping me, he lays down the whip and steps closer, pressing his hard body against my back, his cock sliding between my ass cheeks. I tremble at the contact, my ass pushing back for more. “You needy little whore,” he chuckles and wraps his hand around my throat from behind, his grip squeezing me just enough to make spots dance in my vision while still letting me breath the little air I can.

“You are a little slut, aren’t you? Good God, I whip you raw, and you still want to fuck me.” He lowered the whip, running the handle across my clit, a blunt and rough caress that made my juices leak from my cunt, then down to my pussy, pausing at the entrance. He pushed the handle in, just a little, then began to thrust, an inch at a time, using the solid, blunt object to penetrate me. I pushed back in a desperate, lustful motion, my hips bucking against the whip, wishing, praying that it was him instead. He laughed harshly when he felt my wetness and pulled the handle away. “No, no. I see now that whipping you isn’t a punishment. You’ll fuck anything that moves, won’t you?”

I was in so much pain that I screamed; the bones that had just shown signs of healing were broken again, and that feeling was damning. "Scream, scream! I want to hear you scream in pain like that, and it's so arousing." Luna Irena laughed gleefully, then out of nowhere, she pulled out a real leather whip. "Plenty of time today; let me play with you a bit. It will be exciting. Are you looking forward to it?" She threw my face to the ground, wrapped it around her hand, gritted her teeth, and said. "This whip was specially made for you. Can you see how much we love you?"

I bite down hard on my lip, trying to stifle the screams threatening to escape as pain sears through me with each lash. The whip strikes again, this time across my back with such force that it feels like it's cutting deep into my bones. Tears blur my vision, stinging the back of my eyes as I struggle to endure the relentless assault. And when the whip finds its way to my face, the sharp sting of the leather against my skin is almost unbearable.

She was fast to oblige this time, she knows the consequences well. The leather whip, now touching her sensitive parts, her clit wet and ready. I rubbed it on her clit, making her tremble and loose control. She was determined to stay still and I continued to stroke her with the clit. When she was sensitive visibly, I hit her with the leather whip on her clit, the sudden action sends her jerking back, a bit and the moans came out in a scream, making her climax. "Good girl.." I patted her back, with the same whip. She is my slave now, I will do whatever I want with her and she will oblige.

Beth smiled and moaned at Linda and her own depravity and taboo desires actually made all of the details more exciting. Beth tightened her grip on the headboard as her orgasm neared. The older woman was so turned on and horny that she was practically shaking already. The blonde mother was practically abusing her large breasts and nipples in her haze of ecstasy. She had always loved adding a bit of pain to her lesbian pleasure, a love that Linda had enthusiastically provided her. Beth had no doubt that her daughter was at this very moment enjoying Linda's penchant and love of lesbian domination.

Leah hissed, her lips trembling with sobs. Jerome wiped Leah's spit from his face, his anger getting hotter, he forced Leah's jeans off, leaving Leah lying only with her bra and panties. “You shameless slut! I love you with all my heart but you asked for a divorce and left with another man!” Jerome hissed as he walked towards the cupboard, picking up a black whip with a crimson handle. Leah closed her eyes, wishing time was on her side.

Her counterpart, reeling from the ecstatic feeling of watching her come, grabbed her and came too. I turned to Olivia and found that she had been watching some other people on the other end as they slapped the ass cheeks of the woman that danced for them. Her cheeks were red and I was sure she wouldn't sit properly for a week, but she continued. Her body, writhing on the table as slowly as she could. Between the seductive dance calling the Lycan males to put some more money on her, and her beautiful body— I knew she would be making major money. But was it worth the pain and humiliation? I felt bad as I turned around. I realized that many of these workers must have been former slaves. I reac

Li smiled like a psychopath. “Even though I just wanted to try you, but you really rejected me. So…” Print…the first lash came from Li. The man rolled up his sleeves, again whipping Teresa who was screaming in pain beneath her. Li's legs kicked the body many times and then whipped his body again. Teresa's tears really broke, her whole body was in real pain from receiving that lash. Teresa's hands were trying to protect her face. The whipping stopped, Teresa heaved her chest up and down. His clothes were really unsalvageable. Blood flowed from behind his body that was hit by the whip. Teresa's sobs grew louder as Li drew closer to her.