Punishment Ties Novels & Stories

He was really so rough with this sex, and I guess that was the punishment he was talking about, but honestly I was really enjoying this punishment and I really don't want him to stop. I thought as he kept thrusting in and out of me roughly, while my hands were still tied up, making me scream uncontrollable. He finally came inside me, milking my ass with his liquid before pulling out of me. He felt beside me tiredly, while I stared at him, sweetly. I wanted to scream that I enjoyed his punishment, but I quickly stopped myself before I could do that. I really wished he could do this punishment with me everyday, because it was really unique and loving.

Or that our pack had intentionally used the mate bond as a form of torture? I mean, Lily had not had an easy life for the past six years, and I did threaten to use the mate bond to get revenge on her. But that was punishment for her actions that led to Stephanie’s death. Surely, they could not blame us so severely for simply punishing a wrongdoer… even if they had a soft spot for her. No, I was certain that whatever had triggered them, it went beyond Lily. But what was it? Was this Tyler person somehow connected?

“You think this changes anything?” Savannah stepped beside Jackson, her hand slipping into his without thinking. “Yes,” she said. “It changes everything.” The purge countdown blared again: Twenty-nine minutes until irreparable system failure. Harrison laughed breathlessly. “You won’t stop it in time.” Jackson cocked the gun. “Watch me.” Cole tightened his hold. “We need to lock him down. Fast.” Savannah nodded. “Bind him. And then we end this purge.” Jackson dropped the gun into his belt, blood still seeping from his shoulder. He grabbed a length of fallen wiring and tied Harrison’s wrists expertly while Cole secured his ankles.

“Didn’t think you had the guts to come back, man.” Nick didn’t answer immediately. He took slow, measured steps toward Jason, his expression unreadable. I walked up to Nick why do you guys solve everything with violence? what the hell do you think your doing, I thought we agreed to stay at of each other’s way. Nick smirked, he turned around his eyes piercing through mine. Right. Am still hurting from your punch , That asshole goes around spiking girls drink . Suddenly I felt uneasy my head spinned round i couldn’t see clearly anymore i headed for the door. Nick dragged me back forcefully, I’m taking you home.

I can't escape him, if I try to run he's going to grab me and fuck me so hard. In spur of the moment he walked back in with ropes and began to tie both of my legs. Holy cow! he wasn't joking, he is really going to tie me up and fuck me like a slave. My pussy began to tingle and vibrate, calling out to him. My breathing became heavy and uneasy, I'm bounded and tied for his pleasure. There's no escaping. "Now I'll have to fuck you without pleasuring you first, that's your punishment for moving" he uttered.

Had the punishment began? Adrain pulled away from her and she cried in protest. She opened her mouth to plead with him but frowned when she saw him taking off his tie. "What are you doing?" "Making sure you don't interrupt me anymore. You're breaking my concentration." She watched wordlessly, panting heavily as he wound the tie around her hands binding then together. "Now you won't distract me from punishing you." He said and Sara moaned as he pinched her breasts with his fingers. She threw her head back and groaned when he kissed her nipples before pulling it into his mouth.

I growled, my voice low and dangerous. I had to still control myself. I couldn’t let my anger make me slip up and show who I really was but the last punishment clearly wasn’t enough. He still had Bryce on his mind. “I don’t think the last round was enough to make you forget who the hell Bryce is,” I said, glaring down at him. “So get ready. You’re getting another round of punishment, and this one’s gonna be much worse.” Jonathan’s eyes widened, but I didn’t give him time to answer. I flipped him onto his stomach and tied his wrists to the headboard again, tight enough that he couldn’t pull free. His ass was still red and marked from before, and seeing it made my cock twitch hard.

“Submission given under pressure is worthless to me.” The words settled heavily into my chest because I knew he meant them. I looked back down at the contract. Three months… Exclusivity, behavioral expectations, obedience during scenes, punishments for broken protocol. My stomach twisted violently at that word, punishment. “What kind?” I asked before I could stop myself, his eyes lifted slowly to mine. “There’s the curiosity again.” Heat climbed my throat. “I’m serious.” “So am I.” The air shifted. “Punishment depends on the rule broken,” he said calmly. “It can be denial. Restraint. Removal of privileges. Correction.”

Once she marked me, the drug would compel me to complete the bond. The thought of being drugged into mating, drugged into marking, into a bond that wasn’t mine by choice… It made bile rise sharp in my throat. Forced markings were highly illegal. Depending on the pack, it could result in death. If it was towards any member of a pack’s leadership or future leadership, it would be considered treason. They knowing about the plan made them equally culpable. Once all of the questions had been asked, it was then turned over to those in attendance to vote on what they felt was a suitable punishment for each crime. Everything from the stalking to the assaults on Aria and Piper to the treason. Votes w