Punishments For Subs Novels & Stories

The lightest punishment for people involved in private fights was expulsion, and they would never be allowed to accept missions nor step into the base again. Meanwhile, the heaviest punishment was death. If the punishment for private fighting was harsh, then what more the punishment for killing a person? Could the lady blame it on ignorance of the rules given it was her first time here? For God's sake, all those excuses were useless. Even if everything she said was true, she couldn't escape death. Compared to death, it would be better to let the ugly man humiliate her for a bit. At least that would be better than dying.

I squeeze the tight flesh until she draws in a painful breath. "You have been a naughty sub. I don't imagine your master would let you get away with the unasked for blow job you just gave me." I peer up and notice she's looking anything but contrite. "I think the punishment should fit your cock-sucking abilities. You do not have permission to come. I want to fuck your pussy hard and I promise to bite. Your punishment is denying yourself relief." "Yes, Zack," she whimpers as my fingers tighten.

Linus's eyes narrowed. He did not expect Harvey to be this stubborn. Meanwhile, as this was Clarion's first interaction with Harvey, he knew little about his tendencies. In a malicious tone, he asked, "Punishment? What kind of punishment?" "Simple," Harvey said with a faint smile. "According to the rules of the Alliance, those who harass women without cause are to face the Punishment of Three Blades and Six Holes!" Clarion's expression immediately darkened. "You dare, Harvey?"

I said, "According to Article 21, those who betray trust shall be punished with ten canes; Article 32, those who disgrace the Madox shall be punished with twenty canes. That's a total of thirty canes. Felix, begin." My tone was cold and firm, leaving no room for doubt. In werewolf society, the punishment for wrongdoers must be fair and severe to ensure the harmony and stability of the family. Felix opened the box, took out a black, iron-like wooden cane, held it with both hands, and stood behind Nelson, saying, "I'm sorry, sir." The cane struck Nelson's back fiercely, and he clenched his teeth, but still cried out in pain. Each blow seemed like a judgment of his immoral behavior.

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

Do not break any of the rules. LND016. Do not bring each other down. I hereby proclaimed as a Leader with codename Gideon of the Zone of Forest Survival that those who infringed any of the mentioned rules have to face four of these punishments for the Minor Regulations and the Laws of Crucial Correctness: detention for one month; run 25 times to the whole Zone; to be in the Game for five days; expelled for five weeks at the Zone; and the exceptional punishment from the four of them, banished forever for breaking three or more Minor Regulations.

“How did you—” “You think I wouldn’t know what happens in my house?” The idea that he knew ignited me, reminding me how better this was about to be. "Are you going to punish me?” He pumped his fingers slow at first stretching me, scissoring inside my walls while his thumb pressed my clit in firm circles. "Lesson two: Subs take what they're given. No rushing and no asking for punishment. I decide that." But his pace quickened, fingers slamming in knuckle-deep, the wet squish filling the kitchen.

His expression was devoid of any warmth, just clear disdain. As soon as I was done serving all three of them, I walked back to where I had stood before. "Kneel," Alexander commanded, his voice filled with spite. Why couldn't he just kill me? This humiliation was worse than a shot to the head, but there was nothing I could do. This was my fate now, to be punished in place of Aria.

Next, I push the vibrating eggs in other hole. "Fuck!" she clenches the table. I pull her panties back up, smooth her dress down, and make her stand. "This is your punishment for disobeying me," I whisper in her ear from behind, staring at our reflection. My hot breath brushes against her skin. "This will remind you throughout the entire night exactly who is in control." I pull out my phone and set the vibrations to the highest setting. Both devices begin dancing inside her. "Oh God... have mercy on me, Master," she moans, clutching the table again. "Your submissive... she’s pregnant now."

“I don’t care who your boss is, but he'll definitely pay a terrible price for cultivating a pest like you. Get lost!” After he had said that, he kicked the man’s abdomen. “Agh!” There was a loud cracking sound, and the man cried out in pain as he rolled away. Zivon did not bother about the man, and instead turned to his subordinates. “Take them back. Don’t let any of them escape or die.” He wanted them to suffer miserably… to experience a worthy punishment delivered by his own hands. His subordinates shuddered and bowed their heads nervously. “Yes, Young Master Burton!”