Punishment Erotica Novels & Stories

“Quiet slut.” I opened the drawer as saw that she had a strap-on harness with a thick dildo. Perfect "It’s time for your punishment. I’m going to ride this cock in your ass." She lay back as she looked at the dildo with list filled eyes and I loved the way her tits jiggled then I climbed on, lining her asshole up with the strap-on. It stretched me wide as I sank down.

Emma moaned loud, her tied body jerking on the desk. "Harder, Daddy! Fuck my pussy harder!" she cried out, her perky tits shaking. I slapped her ass cheek with a loud crack, then pulled back and drove into Lila again, pounding her from behind while she ground her ass into me. Back and forth I went, alternating between the twins. Into Emma's tight pussy for a dozen hard thrusts, slapping her ass red, then yanking out to bury myself in Lila's wet cunt, pounding her curvy body while she moaned and begged.

Red welts bloomed across my ass and I could feel the heat radiating off my punished flesh. Next came the clothespins. She lined them up in tight rows across both of my heavy breasts, pinching my thick nipples last. Each one sent a sharp jolt straight to my dripping cunt. She picked up a thin cane and started flicking every pin, one by one. My tits bounced and jiggled wildly with every strike. The pins tugged and pulled at my sensitive skin until I was whimpering and shaking. Then she ripped them all off at once. The sudden rush of blood made me gasp and moan like a cheap whore. My nipples throbbed painfully and my cunt gushed down my thighs. Ciara laughed at how wet I was.

"You deserve this, don't you?" "Yes, Micaiah. I deserve punishment." I smiled, rubbing the sore spots. "That's right. Now, kneel on the counter. Face away from me." She climbed up carefully, knees on the cool granite, hands bracing herself. Her pussy was right there, glistening, ready for me. I unzipped my pants, pulling out my cock. It was rock hard, aching to be inside her. I teased her first, rubbing the head along her slit, coating myself in her wetness. "You want this? My cock as your real punishment?"

All her movements were slow, sensual, a little elaborate, but also the result of the desire she was feeling, seeing that beautiful man totally surrendered to her, totally ready for whatever she wanted to do with him. At the moment, however, it was still time to torture him, because that was how that kind of relationship worked. There were various forms of punishment and the one she was using right now was that of excitement and frustration. Then she opened her eyes, stared into his and moved even closer, leaning her body against his. She rubbed her breasts against him, feeling her nipples harden. Then she turned around and rubbed her buttocks against his erection, rolling over and over to th

I stare at him as my eyes burn even brighter, using my tone, my aura and my gift all mixed in as one to complete his punishment, which for one like him will end with him killing himself. “You will forget you met me and everything that we talked about, including the Succubus. Now for your punishment; every time you look at a female or male and act on the urge to fuck or feed from them without their consent you will be punished by feeling the terror from each and every female or male you have beaten, fed from, and raped in the past…” I step back from him, drop my aura, and release him. I turned, unlocked and opened the door, allowing the young male standing on the other side to enter. The youn

Because every thrust is a fucking confession. This one’s for that night I told another woman to moan my name, a name that only ever sounded right from Catalina’s lips. I drive into her harder. This one’s for the girl I pulled into my lap and whispered, "Just pretend you’re her." I grip her tighter. She gasps and arches under me. She thinks this is about need. It’s not. It’s about punishment. Mine. It’s about cleansing myself with her heat, with her body, her scent, her goddamn silence

~Victoria POV~ "Then what punishment do you want to give?" He pulled me onto his lap. I found myself lying on his thighs. My weight was on my stomach. "Ahh!!" I groaned in pain as he spanked my butt. "Wh--what a--are yo-you doing?" My voice was stuck in my throat. "I’m giving you the punishment." He smiled devilishly. Is he serious? What type of punishment is this? "You are my little wife; I won't punish you mentally, but I will give you pleasure through punishment." I closed my eyes when his naughty words echoed in my ears.

The anticipation within her had already begun to gnaw at her insides. Lowering his upper body, he kissed her forehead before commencing a series of intense thrusts. His grunts, the harsh smacking echoing from their intimate area, her incessant gasps formed a melody that pushed him to rail her even harder. Her hands were almost numb from the frenetic pounding, but she kept her hands on her folds still. “Oh fuck, Recson. Slay my slutty cunt with your tool of judgement.” “My dick indeed finds your cunt guilty of infinite seduction,” he told her, delivering a powerful thrust that jerked her forward. “Hence, the punishment of max-level drilling,”

he said and my eyes widened and before I could register he picked up that tool from earlier and hit me hard right on my sensitive clit and I screamed in pain and pleasure. "This is your punishment... it will be more pain than pleasure... tell me if you can't take it..." he said and I nodded. He pulled my lower lips apart with his fingers and my poor clit was bare open to him... At his mercy... "there it is... little pink flower... see... because of you... your little pussy will be punished now..." and then he hit me again right on my clit... hard... And I screamed... But he didn't show any mercy... He hit me hard... again... again... again... and I was screaming in pain and pleasure... I thi