Punishment Smut Novels & Stories

I stood there confused by what kind of punishment he meant when I remembered the punishment he gave me the last time I barged into his room by making me suck his d*ck. “So you want me to fuck you into this couch or on the floor so hard you'll remember me on you for days. I’ll mark your fair skin, so it’s full of my bites and evidence of whom you belong to as my punishment for barging into my privacy.” He puffs the last smoke of the cigarette, forming a cloud of smoke, before throwing the remaining piece into a metal container by his side. I blinked my eyes repeatedly, the evidence of me visualizing everything he said on my perky nipples, as I became aware of what he meant by punishing me.

The First Punishment I turned, hands on the wooden pulpit. I felt him behind me. His breath was hot on my ear. He pulled up my skirt slowly, reverently. My lace panties soaked through. He let out a low, pained groan. “Fifteen. For the lust in your heart.” The first smack echoed in the empty chapel. Then another. And another. By the tenth, I was whimpering, but he didn’t stop. “Say thank you, Nia.” “Thank you, Pastor,” I sobbed.

He hooked his fingers in the flimsy G-string and yanked it down, exposing my bare, rounded bottom and the slick, red marks he'd left behind. "Like I bet every man you passed today imagined bending you over and... smack!" he spanked me again. "Fuck! I don't even want to think about it or say it but maybe, I should create a technology and see those men minds. Then, I'll have those guilty ones... to their feet." Slowly, I felt his rubbed his hand over my heated flesh, teasing it a bit before delivering another soft smack. "Oh fuck, I think I'm going to come," I whimpered, spreading my legs aside.

I swallow repeatedly, feeling my sex become slick with arousal. “I’ve waited too long to have you beneath me for our first to be on a damn wooden table.” Bhyron growls, his voice hot and sexy. “But you’ll be screaming regardless, because I’m going to punish you for being a stubborn little minx all day.” It is confirmed! It must be the nicotine, because on a normal day, Bhyron would never have the audacity to use “punish” and “you” in the same sentence when talking to me.

She mumbled. “Like punishing you for moving on, by tieing you down, exploring your body, making you cry and I punish you for it, making you beg me not to fuck you but I will actually fuck your brains out and each time you cry, I will only go harder.” “So what makes you think I don't want to be punished?”

I looked at her and removed it before I could hurt her, I spat on her pussy before bringing two of my fingers to her entrance and sinking into her. She jumped before squirming. Fuck me already, Xander—she asked me, and I spanked her again while my third finger sank inside her. “I’m going to enjoy watching you be such a submissive slut,” I said before pounding her gorgeous ass again. I brought the nearly melted ice to her clit and left it there for several seconds, then increased my pace and brought the tips of my fingers to that sensitive spot inside her. When her screams stopped and she started to tremble, I pulled my fingers out of her gorgeous pussy.

“What if I was mated to someone else?.” Fuck Dona! How did I make such a sound! My pussy throbbed madly, itching to be touched. Reign climbed on me, sitting down on my wet pussy, his throbbing cock ruining me further. “You can never be mates to more than one man. You've committed a sin, Little Saint.” His voice was nothing but a deep low …. “After sin, it's punishment baby.” He stripped the top. Damn!! Lord forgive me, I think I'm going mad! I badly need a hand on my pussy. I badly want…

The words jumped off the page—raw, filthy, so unapologetically explicit. Oh gods, this isn't sweet romance. This is pure smut. Dirty, detailed, filthy smut. I should've closed it right then. Put it down. But my eyes kept scanning hungrily, my breath coming shorter and faster. Dorian's thrusts grew brutal and deep, claiming every inch of her possessively. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned loudly. "Milking my cock like you were made for it." Jean shattered around him suddenly, screaming his name as the pleasure crashed through her body hard.

“I’m going to spank you, sweetheart because you disobeyed me and made yourself cum like a little slut who can’t control herself.” She whimpers and wiggles her ass a bit, taunting me with her curves and full hips. God, I can’t wait to ram my cock into her. I’m going to breed the living fuck out of her young, fertile body. “Let’s see if you’re still this eager when it starts to hurt.” I smile when her ass immediately stills. I palm one ass cheek and give it a good squeeze. “Take your punishment like a good girl, and maybe you’ll get a reward.”