Lesbian Whipping Novels & Stories

I know the kind of whip used to cause such scars. “How—Who whipped you?” My wolf is anxious and angry. It’s pacing inside the confines of my mind. If I am right, then these marks are not just scars; they are permanent wounds. In the Eastern Kingdom, prisoners are tortured using a particular whip that has steel barbs on the end of it. Those barbs are coated with the most potent form of wolfsbane. The purpose of that whip is to force the wolfsbane so deep inside the prisoner’s body that it can never be removed. It is an extremely barbaric form of torture that even the North does not practice. I’ve seen pictures of such wounds. It appears that my mate has been whipped not once but multiple time

He wanted an answer. “So? Do you like it or not?” His voice was demanding, dangerous. “Answer me. Don’t make me ask a third time.” Yelena swallowed, but before she could even open her mouth— Crack! The sharp sting of a whip lashed across her skin. She screamed. A burning, red welt instantly formed where the whip had struck, and in some places, blood had already begun to seep out. The sight only excited Liam further. He loved this. Loved watching women suffer.

I lean my forehead against hers and whisper, "Why? Lise, I give you everything..." I watch as tears stream down her cheeks, but she doesn’t answer me. I step away from her and over to the wall of whips. I pick out 2, a multi-strand leather flogger, one with a hint of silver and wolfsbane coating and a hard whipping cane, one designed for pain, pleasure and punishment, the other designed for pain and punishment.

MOTHERFUCKER! Whack! The professor shrieks long and loud as she feels the pain of the whip slash through her back like a razor blade. The rush of the pain pushes her to go even more berserk then before. Her fingers reach backward and start scratching the pair of jeans that contained the muscular legs that were pinning her down. ”LYE, STOP IT! FOR GOD’S SAKES… ENOUGH!!!” WHACK! WHACK! The crazed woman cries out like a wild animal that’s being butchered. But her energy was waning and Hero is already expertly holding both her hands behind her hips with just one fist, leaving his whip hand free to do more damage if needed.

“She has broken every law of this pack. She has dishonored the Luna title. She has used black magic. And she has tried to destroy the sacred bond between true mates.” I looked at Fred and Ray. “Strip her.” “What?” Selena gasped. “No! Please....don’t....” Fred grabbed her arms. Ray yanked the robe from her shoulders, exposing her back. I nodded. Ray brought the leather whip. It was thick, cruel, and coated with wolfsbane. Leo snarled in satisfaction. Make her feel what we felt. Let her bleed. I raised my hand. “Ten lashes.” Selena screamed before the whip even touched her.

She whipped me so many times, kicked, punched slapped and beat me to a pulp I was about to give up, when she poured a bucket of cold water on me. ——— I heard her heels walk away I thought she was gone but she came back two seconds later I watched with horror as she soaked the whip with wolfsbane. “ This is to make sure you don’t even have the slightest opportunity to have a wolf, you stupid foolish slut” Aaaarrrgh** I screamed as the whip landed on my back and the wolfsbane seeped into my flesh. Moon goddess please take me away.

Damien murmured, twisting it gently once it was fully inserted, making Eli's hips jerk. Delilah didn't wait; she picked up the whip, a short-tailed flogger with knotted ends, and began lightly lashing Eli's thighs and ass. Each strike left red streaks, the sting building with every swing. "You're ours today," she said, her voice gaining confidence as Eli's breaths came in ragged pants. The whip danced across his skin, alternating with the vibrator she pressed against his balls, the buzzing sensation making his trapped cock throb painfully.

Jake demanded, raising the whip again. Tears stung my eyes as I bit my lip, refusing to give him the satisfaction. The whip fell again, this time across my breasts, wrapping around to sting my nipples. I screamed, my body arching involuntarily. "Please," I whispered, my voice hoarse and broken. "Please stop." The whip struck my thighs, leaving angry red welts in its wake. Jake laughed, a cold, cruel sound that made my skin crawl. He dropped the whip and grabbed the harness, forcing me to my feet. The double-ended dildo was cold and unyielding as he positioned it against my holes.

She surged forward, using the whip's momentum to vault into the air and swing a vicious arc toward Freya. Freya never imagined anyone would dare raise a hand against her. She froze in shock only momentarily, but the tip of the whip was already at her. With a strangled cry, she staggered back as the whip's end ripped through her sleeve. A burning pain shot across her arm from the strike, and she couldn't help but scream. However, Lilia wasn't finished. With a flick of her wrist, the whip cracked again, its tail whipping toward Freya once more. Freya quickly stepped back, not daring to be careless. She hadn't expected Lilia's whip to be so powerful. Each lash felt like a knife slicing into her

"I want you to count as I whip you. I don't need you to talk unless I tell you to because this isn't to heighten your pleasure. This exercise is to show you pain, but I guess someone like you will enjoy it anyway, right?" She didn't answer, and Fillip grabbed her neck and said, "Right?" "Of course, My Lord," she managed to whisper. Fillip released her neck, then grabbed the whip and used it to lift her buttocks. "Say, I am a Whale Alpha Fillip." "I am a Whale Alpha Fillip." She said, and Fillip whipped her hard against her buttocks. She held her mouth, knowing that Fillip would kill her if she cried out. The bastard knew how to be cruel.