Punishment Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

“I was only going to punish you for sneaking into my room… but it seems I’ll have to teach you some manners as well.” “Ass up.” I obeyed instantly, arching my back and presenting myself to him. The cool air kissed my soaked pussy, making me shiver with shame and desperate need. “Count,” he ordered. *Smack!* “One!” I gasped as his large hand landed hard on my ass. The sting bloomed hot across my skin. *Smack! Smack! Smack!* “Two… Three… Four!” He didn’t stop until he reached ten. Each strike was deliberate, heavy, and perfectly placed. By the end my ass was burning, tears gathered in my eyes beneath the blindfold, and my pussy was dripping shamelessly down my thighs from the pain and humiliat

"YOU ARE A BEAST! DELRAMA YOU MUST DIE !!!" "I want you beside me, Roden. You can't disappear, so I'm locking you between my hands, forever." "Bastard. I'd rather die than staying beside you." "Say it to the moon. Bark like a dog, it's useless. From now on, you'll be mine 'forever! To be beside me is your punishment.". "Zaki you, jerk! Just wait, and I'll punish you too for doing this to me!" I crushed her with a kiss. "I'll wait that Roden." .. The Unchaste Punishment

She whispered, “You said as a punishment you’ll let him fûck me.” I did. And I might’ve even done it in the past. But now even the thought of that makes me want to hurt the most trusted man in my life. I pinched her nîpple and she gasped, her pûssy tightening around my côck. “Would you like that punishment, little slût?” She bit down on her bottom lip and I said, “If you like it how would it be a punishment?” I slipped my hand down to where we were joined and used my thumb to circle her clît. I said, “Maybe, I will punish you by making you take both our côcks in that tight pûssy.”

“You like the pain. You like knowing I’m ruining this hole because you deceived me. Your ass is mine, Cynthia.” She did. The pain was a bright, sharp wire, but beneath it, a deep, perverse pleasure was building. The fullness was immense, overwhelming. Each thrust rocked her entire body, sending shockwaves through her core. Her neglected pussy was clenching empty, aching, but the attention to her ass was a different, darker thrill. “Yes,” she moaned, the word breaking on a sob. “It’s yours. It’s all yours.” “Tell me,” he demanded, his pace increasing, becoming rougher. “Tell me what a lying slut you are.”

"Pushing me all day, wiggling that ass. This is what you get." The sixth smack made me cry out louder, a needy sound that shocked me—my pussy pulsed, wetness soaking further. Emotions overwhelmed: confusion at the pleasure from punishment, humiliated tears streaming down my face, but a desperate craving building, my body grinding subtly against his thigh. "Seven... eight," I panted, moaning outright by nine. The burn was constant, throbbing with every heartbeat, but the flutters turned to throbs, pleasure spiking with each strike.

Monica reached down and pinched my nipple hard. "You're getting noisy," she said. She lifted off my face and turned around, straddling my hips instead. She reached behind her and found the base of the plug, twisting it slowly while Tasha kept fucking me with her fingers. The dual sensation pushed me closer to the edge. My thighs shook. I bit my lip until it hurt, trying to swallow every sound. Tasha curled her fingers harder, hitting that spot inside me over and over. Monica leaned down and kissed me, swallowing the moan that finally escaped. She bit my lower lip and pulled back. "Punishment time," she whispered.

The man was forced to stand in a horse stance position, his cock pointing nearly straight down, driving in and out of her sloppy slit. Next came the fingering... and boy, Paige wasn’t lying about those bony knuckles. The man, yes, did survive the ordeal and advanced to the next stage (though he remained scarred for life, never able to view his granny in the same light again). Here the game now turned to the final girl. Some redheaded pale lass. The host assisted her into the required position (supposedly a breach of conduct when others violated the touching rule, yet not here). She then begged for not only his cock, but his cum. And so the host pile-drove her into the floor boards. Rammed th

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.

My pussy was absolutely weeping now, the friction of my thighs making me crave the very thing he was punishing me with. "You think you can raise your voice to me?" Nathaniel hissed, his palm coming down again and again in a rhythmic, punishing heat. WHACK. WHACK. WHACK. "You think you can tell me to fuck off after I've spent all night making you scream my name? I don't think so, Wendy."

I screamed as he bottomed out against my cervix, breeding deep while growling, “Still trying to knock you up before Langford gets his turn.” They took turns, servicing through every hole. Double penetration became triple when Jax slid into my ass while Zane used my mouth. The shock collar delivered random pulses synced to my moans, keeping me right on the edge of overload. Julian filmed everything from multiple angles, already editing a private “discipline reel.” Rafe brought out leather cuffs and chained my wrists to the shelf above me, leaving me suspended and helpless while they used me like a fuckdoll. Victor controlled the electro-stim pads still stuck to my clit, edging me mercilessly