Punishment Enema Stories Novels & Stories

I whispered. “You have what?” she asked. “Tiny balls. Rowan put them inside me as a punishment thing,” I explained, keeping my voice low and going on to tell her everything, leaving out the part about the spanking. I somehow made it through the entire day. Just when I was feeling relieved that I had survived, I went to use the bathroom, and as I flushed, I watched in horror as one of the balls disappeared down the toilet. I was so cooked. I could not handle another punishment right now. I left the bathroom and went straight to find Lyra.

Then, he does the same to the left side. Fuck! My pussy lips are stretched with clamps, and I’m feeling nothing but pain. Inside my hole, I feel only air. This spread makes me want him to fuck me so badly, but I know he will never fuck me during my punishment. It’s been years, but this rule has never changed, and I hate it. The pain is sharp and throbbing, but as I look up and see him staring at the result—my entire core spread open, my clit and my hole fully bared to the classroom air, I feel both shame and pleasure at the same time.

He pushes the bottle in my ass and bends down, unscrews the cap and drinks the water from the bottle in my ass before removing it. “Time to shower,” Dominic announces. He turns the showerheads on and lowers the hook to release Trent from his suspension. “Get your sub and wash him while Gabriel and I wash one another,” Dominic orders. “You are going to give him his first enema while Gabriel and I give ourselves them.” I look at him and Dominic shows me the special enema heads and switch to turn them on. Permanent shower enemas! Gabriel had mentioned having one in his place, this room is equipped with ten all along the wall.

I braced myself for whatever was to come, knowing that there was no way out. I felt a sharp pain in my butt, Jason inserted a syringe into my anus. The moment the cool liquid started to flow into me, I knew what was happening. I had heard of syringe enema punishment before, but I never thought I would be on the receiving end of it. I tried to scream, but all that came out was a choked sob as I felt my insides being filled with water.

"Now you worthless fuck toy I am going to change into something more comfortable for the rest of the evening. You are not permitted to allow any of that water out until I return, do you understand?" "Yes My Lady" Graham's cock was painfully erect now, the nozzle of the enema bag was tickling his prostate gland, causing him to groan obscenely. The water in his guts was gurgling loudly as it flushed through his system, he was crying with the effort to control himself, conscious that a severe punishment would befall him if any of the water was to escape before his Lady returned. He could feel his stomach screaming out in pain as his muscles struggled to contain the water, damn it how long did i

I have to wait some time, I knew she wouldn't call me right away, she'll take some time, to work things out, but I decided to give her a small push, I went back to Brianna's bots, our score isn't settled yet, every time I think about the reason I'm sitting here instead of being with my two bots, revenge sounds even better than ever. Hooking up with her bots system, I could have a clear visual of what's going on, she was completely naked, getting a spanking, her bum was full on red, looks like she got herself more than one spanking this morning. I felt a feeling of satisfaction, although what I did was a bad thing, some would say unethical, but I believe in punishment of bad act. The show was

Permission. I scramble to obey. I unhook the short chain between my wrists just enough to reach the table of toys you laid out for me. My hands shake as I select the first punishment: a heavy stainless-steel plug, cold and unforgiving. I coat it in my own slick, then reach back and press the icy tip to my tight asshole. I don’t ease it in. I force it, grunting around the gag as the widest part stretches me open, burning, claiming. The base settles between my cheeks with a final cruel pop. My eyes water. Drool pours from the corners of my stretched mouth.

lower lip. “Well then I suppose you should be punished accordingly. Those are very naughty thoughts, Megan. And those very naughty thoughts...” his voice trailed off as he looked me over. “Yes Father, “ I whispered. “Very naughty thoughts deserve to be punished.” Father Michaels went to his desk and opened the shoebox with the toys I’d brought. “To punish you I am going to put this in your anus.” He pulled out the large butt plug with the wireless remote. Clicking it, it came to life. “We don’t have any lubricant, Father,” I protested. I honestly hadn’t thought to grab the bottle of lube from the drawer of my nightstand. “Oh yes we do,” he said, looking straight at my wet cunt. “Get up and

Rafe banged his head so many times that he was sure the voices making fun of him had stopped echoing in his head. He then walked over to his desk drawer. He took out a box containing a whip with a brown leather-covered handle. It was a tool to punish him every time he finished doing something wrong and his guilt was unbearable. Today he had made many mistakes that made his soul thrash with unbearable guilt. The only way to reduce that guilt and keep his mind sane is to punish himself.

“There are rules to being a dominant, you will always do as I say, you will never say no to whatever I say during this three days or there will be purnishment. “ Purnishment? I asked. “ Yes, purnishments like flogging, cane or not even making you come when you are at your climax and you dare not try to masturbate except I tell you to. If you try it, you might be starve for doing that” “ What? She open her eyes wide? Are telling me all of this to discourage me? I asked.