Punishments For Littles Novels & Stories

“Don’t call me that again unless you want to be punished for it, Princess.” “P-punished?” “Of course. Spoiled little brats like you need to be punished by their daddies so they don’t misbehave.” He tilted his head, his expression serious. “Wouldn’t you say so?”

Emma hissed loudly in pain and frantically tried to pry his fingers off her, making him only tighten his brutal grip more. "Listen to me very carefully, little girl. It is your birthday today, so that is the only reason why I am sparing you right now with only a strict warning. There are some very specific rules that you are going to follow in my house. If you break even one of those rules, you will be severely punished. Am I perfectly clear?" he snarled down at her. She was entirely too scared to answer him. Her feet felt permanently glued to the spot. What kind of horrific punishment will I get?!

Once we sighted them, we rushed out on our own. Their shouts of Move to the parade ground! was enough to get one running to the appropriate place where one was meant to be. Though they were not to manhandle any of us except in extreme cases, they were to mete out other punishments like frog jump, on the floor rolling, doing a compulsory race and other minor punishments.

I couldn't breathe properly, I smelt of coal and dust, the dung from the horses made me sick. "Take." John handed the letter and I opened it. It had a rose in it. I sniffed it and rolled my eyes. I dusted myself and I left the stable. I dropped the letter and washed myself. I didn't know the content of the letter but it was an excuse to get out of here. I went to the locker room and I had a change of clothes. I finally opened the letter. The packing was huge for a mere sentence. "The next time you try to run away from me, I will punish you, so hard you wouldn’t dare to do this anymore. Now how about you hop on home and you check the little present."

He still had Starlet's hair fisted tight with her face flushed red from the pull. "But don't you dare take your eyes off us. If you look away—even for a second—your little friend here gets punished. And trust me, it won't be pretty. The punishment could be a night in the black room. It could be a broken finger. It could be a bullet. Your inattention will choose it for her." His lips curled into a cruel smile. "Your choice." The fucking asshole.

"These are just the primary ones, rules can be modified and altered, there's also a note that says Emilio would be the full provider during the relation, it's not a full rule but it's an unwritten one" Mr. Peter went through our note, I wanted to be able to provide to my little and he agreed on making it an unwritten rule. "Finally we came to the punishment, rewards will vary on your behavior and what you two come up with" Punishment: *Corner time. *No screen time. *No sweets. *Grounded. *Spanking. On the last one I saw his face go into a little shock, well he doesn't have to worry, his little bum won't be spanked unless he really missbehave.

he promises me. "Otay" I agree to his offer. "Now to punishment and rewards" he says. "Nu punishment" I say quickly. "Yes punishment, bad girls get those and good girls get rewards." He tells me. Kaiden Rewards&Punishment: *Later bedtime. *Extra screen time. *New toys. *Candy. *Special cuddles. *Special nights out. *Timeout. *No candy. *Privilege taken. *Lines. *Earlier bedtime. *Spanking.

My heart was skipping so fast, I almost had a panic attack. “Do you want to find out what happens to deceitful mates?” I cautioned. “You disciplined me for coming to your rescue. Yes, it was reckless. But I was worried sick that something bad had happened to you. Alex and Grayson gave me five swats each,” I reminded them. “How many swats would you get for kidnapping?” I mused, trying to establish a reasonable punishment. “How about we start with the same number of swats?” It was a rhetorical question that did not require an answer.

He stated, sounding serious. He was correct. The more you punish the children with the thoughts that it will teach them a lesson and prevent them from carrying out any mischief, the vulgar they become and do heck of things. Same was with Ryley and his gang— ah, means, the Wild Wolves gang... Just as they call themselves.

Then, I took the documents Davide handed me and slammed the medical reports compiled over the past two months down in front of him. "This is more than enough to prove what I've endured." Riccardo's expression shifted. His gaze went from indifferent to shocked, and finally, the way he looked at me gradually softened with pity. "How do you want him to be punished?" His response sent Sofia and Alberto into a panic. Sofia tried to speak, but Riccardo stopped her with a wave of his hand. "Family rules state that for minor offenses, you lose a finger or a hand and get cast out. For serious offenses, it's execution by gunfire or being buried alive, and the whole family is implicated. Isn't that rig