Punishment Erotica Novels & Stories

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.”

The slight pain mixed with the pleasure made everything sharper. He fucked her harder, his balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Me pinning you down and fucking you senseless.” “Yes,” she gasped. “Harder… please.” Jake obliged. He leaned over her, his chest against her back, and pounded into her. One hand slid under her to rub her clit in fast circles. The other kept her hair gripped tight. Mira’s orgasm built fast. Her legs shook uncontrollably. Her pussy clenched around his cock again and again. “I’m gonna come,” she warned, her voice breaking.

I pounded into her, hard and fast, each thrust driving out every last bit of restraint I had left. She was too warm. Too tight. Too perfect. Sin never felt this good. "You think this will cleanse you?" I hissed, teeth grazing her ear. "Letting me ruin you like this?" She nodded—shaking, helpless, a mess beneath my touch. But I knew better. She wasn't here for redemption. She was here to drag me down with her. And I was letting her. Gladly. She clenched around me, her body spasming as she came with a muffled whimper against my hand. That was all it took.

Her eyes fluttered closed and she whimpered slightly, the sound making awareness roll through me. “Noㅡ” I suddenly brought the whip down with a sharp but quick wipe. She yelped, jerking forward as the pain licked across her skin, a welt forming. Lust gleamed in my eyes. “Wrong fucking answer, Raina. You see, penance isn't just about regret. It's about surrender. Obedience. Every strike should remind you who commands. Who forgives. Who punishes… the one who should own every moan you hold back now.”

I yelped, the sting blooming into heat that shot straight to my clit. “Count them,” she ordered. “One,” I gasped. Another smack, harder, on the other cheek. “Two.” She alternated, each slap leaving my skin tingling and red, my pussy leaking down my thighs. By ten, I was sobbing, hips rocking back for more, the pain twisting into exquisite pleasure. “Look at you,” Lucia murmured, her fingers dipping between my legs to spread my wetness. “Your cunt is weeping for me. You love being punished, don’t you?”

My legs begin to tremble from the unbearable mix of pain and pleasure, but he doesn’t stop. And then, he strikes my clit. My body jerks forward, arching with the sudden, burning sensation. I bite down harder on the pen, muffling a cry. “My naughty professor is enjoying her punishment. None of your students would ever guess how filthy you really are, how much you love getting spanked by your own student.” Another hit lands on my butt, making me gasp. Then his hand brushes over my pussy, feeling how wet I am, dripping from his punishment, his filthy words, his cruelty, and the intoxicating control he has over me.

Tears gathered in my eyes, but he didn't let the emotion settle or stop him. He crouched again and inhaled my scent like an addict on drugs. I could feel the heat of his eyes, the sting of his breath. He stopped the paddle right over my pussy. I could feel it. He could see it. The shameless result of his punishment — my pussy leaking with pleasure. “I knew it,” he grinned, voice thick with satisfaction. “You get a kick from these kinds of things, don’t you?”

And that’s really crazy because the squirming rubs my clit against his leg again and I feel a really confusing burst of pleasure mixed with the pain. When his hand hits the third time, I yelp and cry out, “Fuck!” I don’t mean to squirm again but my body does it without asking my brain. My ass feels broken already and the pain seems like it’s on my whole body, not just my butt cheeks. Worse, the squirming rubs my clit more and adds that completely contradictory pleasure. Jackson says, “Just seven more, Alexi,” and two things hit me. First, he’s using my full name, still. This is a serious punishment. Second, I have no idea how in the hell I’ll handle seven more spanks.

His hands were cold and calloused, adding to the electricity that was shooting through her body. Her body arched again, and loud moans escaped her lips. Killian continued to thrust, his groans matching the sound of his groin slapping against net pussy. Madison couldn't help but enjoy the way his big cock scratched the inside of her walls, stripping her of whatever innocence she had left. His dick touched her womb, she could feel it, the burning sensation made it even more enjoyable, and she couldn't get enough. She had no idea why she enjoyed that so much. She had no idea that being bound and fucked mercilessly was something that she would enjoy. And yet, there she was, moaning through the p

When Dominic sees this, he’s going to know that I defied him on purpose and as my master, he would have no other choice but to punish me in the cruelest way possible. Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum just thinking about it. I could feel my orgasm right at the tip of my pussy, waiting for one right, last push to get my cunt overflowing like a damaged tap. With a last mischievous grin I lowered my body so I could set the tray on my back and crawl my way back to my Master for his divine punishment. Ahh, this is so exciting, so fucking exciting that I’m drooling and my pussy is just a second away from being damaged, battered and torn.