Punishment Ties Novels & Stories

my mom laughs, finally releasing me from her super-strong hold. She's very determined, you see...to torture me with tickles. I stand up, casting her a glare, "Keep it up, and I'm getting a restraining order." Mom mocks me with a crybaby face, "grow up...you big baby! Who's afraid of tickles?" "Look at you...a 42-year-old bullying your 19-year-old daughter. You should grow up!" She rolls her eyes, "Well, no more tickles for you until next week. Consider yourself lucky."

“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.

I didn’t want to think what I was thinking and I didn’t want to feel whatever I was feeling. “If I don’t punish you, you won’t take me seriously but if I punish you, you won’t do it again. Whenever his name so much as crosses your mind, you’ll think it dirty. You’ll hear the name and the punishment as one. Don’t worry, we’ll start off small. I know it’s going to take some time when it comes to your… bond. Luckily for you, I have nothing but time.”

“Why would one person give the other pain?” “Some people do.” “Would it nay mean that when it was their turn the other would likely hurt them as well?” “Aye. And some do that because they enjoy it, but remember, not everyone takes turns. For some, it is a way to ensure their wives learn they are to submit to anything their husband wishes to do, whether they enjoy it or nay. Some use it specifically to punish their wives. For us and many others, it is a trust game that we can play when we are intimate. Taking turns is not everyone’s rule, but it is mine. I want a partner, not a master nor a servant, so if we use bondage we will take turns.”

"No, it is not. It's not like that—King." Pandora pressed her face on the sofa, biting her lower lip to hold back any reaction she might have as the same blow jolted her buttocks again. Pandora's mind kept asking questions she didn't understand. Was this the kind of punishment Kingston was referring to? "You're getting braver." "Looks like I need to tie your legs with chains to keep you from wandering around." Again. The punch with just the right amount of force created the perfect shade of redness. Pandora was in pain and she was not used to the punishment Kingston was meting out.

But as long as they continue talking to each other they knew that they were going to make it in a way that most people didn't have the opportunity to. “well here's to the ties that bind us.” Jonathan said as he kissed her again, “you never have to fear telling me that you're pregnant with our children. Whether it be one or nine it really doesn't matter not to me at least. Because they are everything that will bind you to me and me to you for the rest of our lives and beyond though. I'm extremely lucky to have found you when I did. I wouldn't change anything in our lives and that I love you more than anything else could possibly be.” “to the ties that bind us forever and eternity.”

Chapter 5: Punished pleasureably The air in the basement was now filled with the scent of sex. Jake lounged back on the cushioned platform, spent but grinning, surrounded by Elena, Mia, and Sophia. Their bodies were filled with sweat and traces of his cum. Ryan and Tyler remained seated in their chairs, their wrists lightly cuffed, their throbbing cock was locked in a plastic cage. It was all part of their punishment. “Ryan,” the supervisor’s voice echoes, “as one of the losers, your pleasurable punishment begins now. You will watch. You will serve. You will be edged and denied until the end. Only then may you taste what you failed to claim.”

“Don, just days ago, she sold the wedding ring to raise money for your medicine. “A year ago, she sold the necklace that was your token of love… “Now that she’s sold the ring too, she’s truly at the end of her road… “Isn’t this punishment too harsh?” Zann’s face hardened instantly. “She’s my wife. I know what I’m doing! This punishment is about to end. “Wandi is highly sensitive. Even a day less of punishment could trigger her condition!” I staggered backward as my tears finally broke free. Everything I had done, in his eyes, was to avenge Wanda. And I was nothing more than a fool he could trample on.

Because I would punish her so much that each time she thinks of another man, even if it's Aiden, she would be wiser to make better decisions. After I took her to my room for punishment, I tied her on the bed and gave her moments of torture.. One she would hardly forget. And when she finally came on my fingers, I was ready to give her the next round of punishment. I loosened the rope around her wrist and made her sit on the bed. She was shaking. Her legs were vibrating. The cum dripping out from her pussy made her folds tremble. Her pussy lips were fuller now, and the more she shook, the more I became hard.

"Oh, that's harder than the morning itself, are you sure I am the only cause of anger?" Jonah said, spitting out blood. "If you say another shit without answering my question, you will have you finger gone." "Oh am afraid." Jonah said with sarcasm"I know you aren't good with violence, leave it for the man behind you." Referring to Gusta. "You want to try, there is always a first." George grabbed the pliers, at the table, and lurched at his finger. "FUCK, calm down I will tell you." Jonah shouted at the excruciating pain in his finger.