Punishment Smut Novels & Stories

​"Then take it." ​SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. ​He delivered a rapid-fire punishment as his palm hit with a wet, heavy thud while the pen stayed rammed inside me. My bottom was glowing, the skin feeling tight and swollen. Every strike drove the blood straight to my core, and I felt my walls clamping desperately around the pen. ​"You're such a mess," he taunted. He stopped the hitting but continued fucking me with the pen. “Ryan! Oh please…please please…don’t stop”

I raised the cane and slightly rubbed it right over her clit. "I will smack now your clit for ten times... don't you dare cum with that... if you will cum now... I won't let you cum for the rest of the night... keep your focus on pleasing my cock... If you fail to make me cum before your punishment ends... I won't even touch your pussy tonight" I said and she started fucking my cock with full attention and then ... SMACK! I smacked the cane right on her clit and I can say she wanted to move her ass but I placed a hand on her ass firmly to remind her of her place...

Glancing at my dom one last time, the look in his eyes made my skin heat and then I started walking slowly around the couches. Once I was close enough, the first man reached out casually without even looking away from his laptop. His large warm hand cupped one of my tits, squeezing firmly, as though weighing it. All of a sudden, his thumb flicked my nipple hard and I gasped in a mix of pleasure and shock. Another hand from the opposite side slapped my ass sharply, making the plug jolt inside me. Damien’s voice was low and dangerous as he purred. “You are not allowed to cum, Lila. Not once. If you do, the punishment will be much worse than what’s coming.”

he smirks. A flood of heat shot through me to my core, tingles everywhere as I felt heavenly in his grasp. I didn’t want nothing more than him making love to me, of course I wanted punished first—I definitely deserved to be disciplined. We got to our bedroom when he sat on the bed and pulled me over his legs, rubbing my ass, I knew what he had planned to do, I didn’t expect him to pull my pants and panties down though. He takes his hand and comes down with the loudest smack, the sting lasting only seconds as pleasure flooded me. “I smell you little wolf, you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” He chuckled.

Fury blinded me, seeing images of her delicate fingers wrapped around him, toying with his cock, watching her open her mouth, wanting to pleasure him. Unable to take any more, I pulled from his mind, anger coursing through my veins; never had I wanted to kill somebody as badly as I did right now! Looking at them with gritted teeth, I waited for Red's reaction; she was a good girl! There was no way she would allow him to get away with that. She would chastise him, even if it meant blowing her cover; I knew she wouldn't let him get away with those crude images! They had just met, for fuck sake! "And you haven't?" My beast cackled. "So it's ok for you to conjure up lewd and smutty images, but n

"If something's wrong with your brain, go get it checked! If you can't understand human language, then go live like an animal!" The professor rushed over and yanked me back before yelling at me. "Where's your respect for me, Nancy?! How dare you hit someone right in front of me?" I felt myself exploding. The professor had done nothing when I was slapped, but the second I fought back, suddenly I was the one at fault. "Professor, your hypocrisy is so obvious you might as well tattoo it on your forehead."

“Two…” By the fifth, my ass was burning, and tears pricked my eyes. Each strike sent jolts of pain that somehow melted into liquid heat between my thighs. I was soaked. Shamefully, embarrassingly wet. Damien noticed, of course. His fingers dipped between my legs, stroking my swollen folds over the ruined lace. “Soaking for your punishment,” he said, voice rough with satisfaction. “Such a needy little slut for Daddy’s discipline.”

Rough hands cupped and squeezed them hard, thumbs flicking her sensitive peaks until she whimpered. “Mmm… such perfect tits,” he murmured, pinching her nipples sharply. She gasped, arching into the pain that melted into pleasure. He turned her, tore her slip away, then cut her soaked panties off with the prop scissors. The cold metal tracing her skin made her shiver. She stood completely naked except for her strappy heels, arms bound, hooded and blindfolded, her shaved pussy glistening with arousal. “Look at you,” he said, stepping back. “Dripping already, you filthy slut.”

"Anytime you disobey me, insult or go against me as your master, the ring activates self-punishment. You will get aroused and it would keep heightening and punishing you till I relieve you and stop it." With every word flooding out of Damian's lips, Amber's face grew pale with horror. "So tell me, you wish to keep insulting me now or what?" His mischievous smirk broadened, making her wish she could smack him across the cheek. Instantly, she felt her core lick out with juices as her body felt stimulated. Her eyes opened even more and closed, repeatedly. "Oh, if you also hate in your mind while the punishment is activated, that makes it worse." "Dam…"

Smack “ ten” “You take your punishment like a good girl “ He inserted his index finger into my cunt “Mmm so wet for your punishment, aren't you a little slut? “ He rubbed my clit and a moan escaped my mouth. “ ple-ase “ “Please what? “ “Please touch me, make me come, sir. ” “If I let you come, what are you going to do for me? “I will be a good girl and please you” “ Let's take this to the bedroom.”