Muichiros Punishment Novels & Stories

It was torture, the pain, the burning, everything burned. I had lost count, my mind delirious from the pain. I was losing my sanity and all that held me down were those green eyes; my peace. “Enough!” Mikhail barked. “He has served his penance for killing one of our own, the next man to do, his head will be hung on a spike,” My eyes dimmed, but not before I noticed the smirk that he sent my way. Mikhail had given him a cause.

The outcome of the punishment decision had been in my hands from the start, but I didn't believe the negotiations on this case would end quickly. "It's not good to inflict too cruel a punishment on a person who is meritorious and very famous in the pack. The slightest misstep and the punishment might affect the loyalty of the pack members." I folded my forearms on the table. "So, I'll set the lightest punishment for the leader of the pack's prajuti, which is to cut off one leg and volunteer for life. Does anyone want to add?" I looked at them intently one by one. When our gazes met, they hurriedly turned their attention in another direction.

Ughh. “LOVE THE PAIN, P*SSY CAT ?” Micalo laughed and although, I still did not know Micalo’s crimes but calling me a coward had snapped something in me and that was my tolerance. Somehow forming a giant Dark Arts Wheel of Torture with the aid of my broken shoulder and stinging arms, I pushed the middle of the weapon straight towards him and he was quick to react as he formed the Dark Arts Ball of Rebound to launch my own weapon back at me but it was burst into a whiff of harmless smoke by just the snap of my mere fingers before it reached me.

I was being accused of denying the Moon Goddess's will for denying to aid in breaking the bond she had formed. "What is the punishment for these crimes?" I demanded, though I already knew. "Banishment," Marcus answered brusquely. "Or death, if the council chooses to render judgment in your... cooperation." The word hung poised in the air between us like a sword held suspended, ready to fall. "You will stand before the council now," Marcus continued, his tone not allowing for argument. "Can you walk, or do you need to be carried?" The risk was clear. I would stand before the council sooner or later.

He whimpered in pain, flinching in pain but he didn’t dare to fight me. “See, you and your buddies have no excuse. I would have let you go and tell you to never come back here but…” I looked up, at Mr. Michelson breathing difficultly, his skin torn apart by whips laced with wolfsbane, they couldn’t heal. I reverted my gaze back to the wolf, I muttered in his ears. “You don’t deserve to walk out of here unscratched.” I left the floor, dragging him up with his ear loops. I rammed a foot into his knee, the bone cracking and breaking out on the other side.

He asked "We are a council of law. If we..." “There is no law strong enough for the sins he committed. No cell is dark enough. No death swift enough. I will not kill him, not so easily. I will take from him what he worshipped more than anything—his name, his legacy, his power.” Marco scoffed but before he could say anything, Nikolai cut him off. "Let him live long enough to realize that no one is coming to save him.” One by one, everyone nodded giving us silent approvals. “Very well,” Vecari finally said. “The council declared Marco as a traitor and thus an outcast. We grant Nikolai Moretti the right to deliver punishment, as it was his family that suffered most.”

Mia thanked her stars because she knew that he could just change his mind if he wanted and there was nothing that she could do. “But you only have to stay one month here, I don’t want to see you here after one month,” Lucius added. Mia didn’t disagree with him but accepted the offer and thanked him. “Can I leave now, Sir?” she asked when he didn’t say anything else. “Yes, but bear in mind that I will punish you for what you did yesterday, and it will be when I come back today,” Lucius said, and Mia’s heart skipped a beat. She didn’t forget about the supposed punishment and had really prayed that seeing the information might make him forgive her or something, but she should have known better.

The fury comes back almost instantly. “I DEMAND SHE IS PUNISHED HEAVILY FOR THIS”. Michelle's grin gets wider. “That’s the Beta’s job in a pack right. How do you want to punish me, Liam”. Fuck this girl is brutal. I can see Liam holding Valen back as he knows exactly what she means. “How about I beat that ass with a paddle until it's red and throbbing”. Michelle starts dramatically biting her bottom lip and speaking in a low sexy tone making it sound like an orgasm. “Oh yes, Beta”.

His expression was devoid of any warmth, just clear disdain. As soon as I was done serving all three of them, I walked back to where I had stood before. "Kneel," Alexander commanded, his voice filled with spite. Why couldn't he just kill me? This humiliation was worse than a shot to the head, but there was nothing I could do. This was my fate now, to be punished in place of Aria.

I had a lot at stake and very little to lose. Around ten at night, everyone was in their tents. Ludwig and Lorenz had to share one. That was a clear advantage, while the horrible Miller was with another classmate. I had to drug mine with sleeping pills I'd slipped into an herbal drink she brought. She was out like a rock. Now I was waiting for Mich's signal. "—Why do you punish them? —Her expression radiated amusement. —They took the wrong path. Instead of going straight without looking back, they went down an unknown road, unaware of the danger.