Punishment Smut Novels & Stories

“There are rules to being a dominant, you will always do as I say, you will never say no to whatever I say during this three days or there will be purnishment. “ Purnishment? I asked. “ Yes, purnishments like flogging, cane or not even making you come when you are at your climax and you dare not try to masturbate except I tell you to. If you try it, you might be starve for doing that” “ What? She open her eyes wide? Are telling me all of this to discourage me? I asked.

He said with amusement written all over his face “But you really look cute especially when you’re blushing ear to ear “ I said laughing “That’s it, I have no choice but to punish you because no true Alpha do silly thing like blushing“ smirked Aiden , his hands dragging my body towards his body before his hands went underneath me , doing the thing that drives me crazy “Aiden , in here ?” I whispered while biting my lips trying to control the sudden pang of sensation that ran through my body “I promised to punish you, didn’t I ?” He said softly biting my ear lobes while his fingers were busy doing magic on my body. Didn’t know that I could feel wet in water and this feels much more intimate “A

“You like when I remind you what happens when you fail.” “Yes, sir,” I breathe, my voice trembling. The strap lands again, this time square across my ass. The pain is blinding, a fresh wave of fire that makes my toes curl, my fingers claw at the desk. I bite my lip to keep from screaming, but the sound escapes anyway, a broken, needy cry. “Again,” he commands. I don’t hesitate. “I like being your punishment slut, sir.” Another strike. Harder. The desk creaks under my weight as my body jerks, my skin stinging, my pussy clenching around nothing. I’m empty. I’m aching.“Please,” I whimper, my voice cracking. “Please, sir!”

His hand smacked my ass again, and this time I screamed—more from the overwhelming arousal than pain. “You love being punished, don’t you?” he growled, fingers teasing between my thighs but never quite giving me what I needed. “You love acting like a little slut so I can bend you over and put you in your place.” “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes, I love it—I love it when you punish me.” “Then take it,” he growled. His palm came down one last time, sharp and punishing. My whole body jolted, and with a cry, I came—hard. My legs trembled as the orgasm tore through me, blinding and raw, my body clenching around nothing, desperate for more.

Another smack landed, harder this time, the crack making me yelp into the cushions. "Count them," he ordered, voice commanding. "One," I gasped, the burn spreading deliciously. Smack. "Two... fuck, Jamal." By five, my ass was stinging, red-hot, and I was dripping down my thighs, begging for more. He pressed against me from behind, his cock sliding between my cheeks, teasing my entrance. "You ready for your real punishment? Gonna fuck this tight pussy until you can't walk straight." "Yes, please... ruin me," I pleaded, pushing back, desperate.

“Again!” “I’m an ungrateful, rude, stupid cunt!” SMACK. “One more time and louder!” “I’M AN UNGRATEFUL, RUDE, STUPID CUNT!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, each strike of the belt driving me closer to orgasm and a high I don’t think I could recover from. My ass was on fire but Aidan didn’t stop, he wasn’t done disciplining his filthy little toy and as I took each strike, I cried like a pathetic little slut.

my d*ck seemed to ask confused when it felt the betrayed feeling of being left open when things were reaching D*ck Euphoria. “You naughty little vixen,” I spoke through gritted teeth when she climbed back on my chest and left my pulsing member behind. “Uh uh uh, if I were you, I would try to be a good boy,” Samantha teased. “Or else the punishment shall prolong till the next morning,” she purred before tearing away her insanely sexy lacy brassiere in a clean sweep to reveal every man’s perfect fantasy. “It is a pity that you would have to watch me pleasure myself without even getting to touch me,” she baited me and the metallic handcuffs around my hands almost broke apart.

Trying to control my anger, I spit the words at him. "I am no pup Deimos. You dare punish me this way." This is humiliating, even as a pup I have never been punished this way. "I don't think you are in any position to object. I will punish you the way I see fit." Deimos answers with a smack. The sound of his palm connecting with the plump flesh of my ass, the feel of my ass jiggling to the impact and the sight of my red flesh, his strong chest and his hand hitting my ass gave me turns me on. My groans of discomfort turning to moans of pleasure, core dripping wet by the time he was finished, sweat coating my body and my breath coming out in puffs of air.

"Then it's too bad I'm in charge because you're going to relax this evening. We can watch a movie or even take a nice swim, but we're not playing until tomorrow. That's your punishment for not telling me you needed to pee." "I don't like that punishment." "That's the whole idea behind the word 'punishment.' You aren't supposed to like it." "What about vanilla sex?" I pushed but he kissed my hand and winked. "No, and you aren't touching yourself either. If I'm feeling especially cruel, I'll be sure you suck my dick and get me off." "That's no punishment at all." "Maybe I'll throw in Matt and Stephon's dicks then." For a moment, his words terrified me. We never discussed sharing me with his fr

SMACK! He spanked me methodically, alternating cheeks, sometimes landing lighter stinging slaps on the sensitive underside where my ass met my thighs. I squirmed and whimpered, tears already pricking my eyes by the tenth strike. My skin burned, turning a bright, glowing red under his hand. Every slap sent jolts through me, straight to my core. I could feel myself getting wet—embarrassingly, shamefully wet. “Already dripping on my thigh like a little whore,” he murmured, sounding both disappointed and pleased. His fingers traced down between my cheeks, gliding over my soaked folds. “This pussy knows it deserves to be punished.”