Punishment For Submissive Novels & Stories

I tried desperately to explain, "I didn't plagiarize. I really wrote all of it on the spot!" The second the words left my mouth, someone grabbed my head and smashed it to the floor. "You're still refusing to admit your crime?!" I kept shaking my head and trying to explain, but they dragged me back up and kicked the backs of my knees, forcing me to kneel. "Nancy, hurry up and apologize to Wendy! Beg her to forgive you! Otherwise, if Wendy refuses to pay our tuition because of you, we will all turn on you!" They beat me until I was covered in bruises, and the pain left me gasping for air.

"You'll repay the pain Celine suffered a hundredfold. Take her to the ice cellar in the back hills. She stays there until Celine recovers." "No!" The scream tore out of my throat. The ice cellar stayed below freezing year-round. At five months pregnant, how could I possibly survive that? "Ronan, it’s too cold in there. I’ll freeze to death. The baby won’t survive either. Please… punish me some other way. I’ll do anything!" He didn’t even look at me. "Carry out the order. Anyone who pleads for her will be punished as well." The bodyguards dragged me away as I struggled desperately, pulling me toward the ice cellar behind the estate.

"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

"Carter, get away from me" Clicking at her in disapproval, Carter said " you just don't learn darling, when you get punished it means you did something wrong. Something that should not be repeated, and what you did right now? You just fucking snapped at me! At your Alpha? Is that what a submissive do?" " I'm not a submissive!" cried Thalia

He gaze up at me "Whether you kneel willingly or I force you and shove my cock back inside that mouth as punishment for thinking it can speak back at me" Send me to hell and lock me back there, My cock comes alive at that threat. Straining wildly underneath my boxer. I want it "I see you want that" I gulp at being called out I shouldn't. I can protest. Actually, I can't... We've like seven men ready to pounce on me at his command and I remember him screaming at Shiloh to get away from me. My stomach tightens remembering the way darkness covered his bright eyes

Silver clip. The room went dead quiet. He stepped behind me, gathered my hair gently to one side, and clipped the leash to the ring on my collar. The click echoed like a gunshot. Then he walked me to the head of the table, leash in hand, and sat in his chair. He pulled me down onto his lap like I belonged there. Because I did. Gasps rippled around the room. Someone dropped a pen. "Allow me to clarify," he said, voice calm and commanding. "Miss Hart is not a victim. She is my willing submissive. She has been for months. Every mark on her body, every second of that footage, was consensual. Enthusiastic. Begged for."

I look at the time on my watch, and realize how late it is; a quarter to seven. "Yes, yes, of course, you can always leave at your usual time," I explain, closing the laptop. He nods and leaves the place, and I stare at how incredible life is: the manager is a woman raised in an orphanage, a woman who was raised by nuns, and it's not that this is something out of this world, but that she exudes sexuality, sex, desire, and I can even swear that she's not a virgin. What if it is? Most of these women don't have sex, or they're lesbians. I shake my head, and get ready to grab my things. First time in my life that I stay so late in the office, and more to check the data of an unknown person, but

I wriggled my hips to grind my clit against his fingers, only for him to pin me back down with one strong hand. "Greedy girl, Isobelle. Master gives pleasure to you for your obedience but will punish you for being impatient by not allowing you to come. I'm going to torture you now, my submissive mate," he warned. His shoulders bumped against my thighs, spreading me wide open. Then his hot, pointed tongue speared between my folds, licking me from bottom to top before fluttering over my clit. How is this a punishment when it feels so good?

Josh spoke in a hushed tone, "Dude, your mate is scary as fuck." "I second that emotion." The response had come from Jax, who was walking towards us with a nodding Fin. They took up the seat next to Josh, Jax sitting on Fin's lap. Fin wrapped his hand around Jax's waist as he spoke, "First, he beats Nico, then he causes his Beta to submit. Now he's curled up in your lap. He's definitely not your normal sub. In fact, if I didn't see the way he acted around you, I don't think I'd consider him a sub at all. I'd rather not get on his bad side."

I silently pleaded, hoping my pitiful eyes will work on him but he spanked my ass instead and I jerk up. "You're going to be my submissive for a week. This is your punishment for ruining my birthday party, resisting my dick and disobeying me." He growled, picking up the vibrator. "S…. submissive?" I stammered, "what do you mean by submissive?" "Idiot." Alessandro seethed, slapping my tits. I winced. "Have you ever heard of BDSM?" He asked and I nodded the positive. Yes, I have heard about it but what does it has to do with him punishing me! I screamed in my head.