Punishments Stories Novels & Stories

Matan kept quiet trying to digest this fact but his fists clenched at his side. “I was fourteen when I received my first punishment. My parents were helpless, it was as if they were puppets held by a string. My father was too much of a coward, he values his luxury more than he values his wife and child, I think. I wanted to stay away from my grandfather and live elsewhere but no one ever defies his orders. I learned to live with fear and did my best not to fail again but of course, luck was not on my side. Five more followed that punishment but on the last one, I did it on purpose because I thought I was grown enough to fight back. What a fool I was back then. His loyal minions shackled me a

I asked " I get scolded, yelled at, punished by doing difficult tasks or chores rarely, but I didn't experience any of his severe punishment. The men told me many stories about Malik taking control and punishing them, and all were very horrible things, so I try to stay in the line all the time, otherwise he is merciful and companionate when it comes to me." He said honestly " What are the horrible punishments?" I asked curiously

“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.

"Uhhmm…. I…th..think, he's right." She lied and I couldn't miss the tears that welled her eyes. My mum sighed in frustration and sat down while I turned to the elders. "So these consequences, what are they?" I asked curiously and grinned, Ignoring Collette glare who was giving me a 'what the hell are you doing' look. "It's a very terrible punishment, the culprit has to be flogged naked in public and thrown into the dungeon for seven days with hard labor. Only a King can stop the punishment,not even the moon goddess has a say in that.

"But I made that up. The Queen of Werebird never left a mark on anyone." I cornered her and said coldly. Azariah's expression changed from bashful to surprised. She looked at me, pursed her lips. "Your Majesty, what are you saying? I don't understand." "You know what? There is a punishment in history. A soldier cuts off a prisoner's limbs and puts him in a huge vase, just like putting a branch in a vase. I always imagined how a prisoner would live in a container. I hate lies. If someone lies to me, I don't mind having him show me this terrible punishment. What do you think?"

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 never denied any of that. “She showed a special interest in a man who was hung up on the square for a week, with, well, I won’t get into details.” “His pecker was gone?” I said with a smirk. “Yes,” Isaac swallowed as he briefly reached for his own dick. Men have a hard time thinking of any pain involving their dick. You mention a kick in the balls and watch them all flinch or reach for their nut sack. “I already told you this. My father came up with a system to punish everyone, and my brother used that same system. A hand if you steal, your tongue if you speak out… So… what do you reckon losing a pecker is punishment for?”

Then they can wallow in shame at having condemned their fellow pack members to potential starve to death. Maybe Howen will finally reinstate some proper punishments. When youve got a machine gun, people really do listen. A two week starvation lock-in always used to do the trick.

“I don’t know how long I was asleep but he charged into my room, grabbed me by my hair and dragged me screaming to his third floor office. Once there he told me to strip and lay cooperatively and he’ll be forgiving. I’m not certain why I was willing to challenge him but I argued with him. Told him I was not accepting punishment for their lies. He grabbed me, slammed me into the desk and chained me. He said that three days ago he was going to combine my third round of punishment for getting Marissa pregnant with Veronica’s newly disclosed pregnancy. She too is claiming that it’s mine. I fought the chains and screamed at him that I didn’t touch either of them. He waited until I was quiet befor

She would tell me stories of an alpha notorious and more ruthless than Alpha Silas. He was said to punish trespassers in the most inhumane ways possible. Rumour had it that he did so by cutting finger by finger, with his best healer by his side. He would stop the bleeding and do it all over again, maiming them repeatedly. Now hearing the words from the man Cane addressed as alpha earlier had a cold sweat forming.