Stripped And Punished Novels & Stories

Steve said in rage and again started hitting his fist on the wall with more strength than before, making Skylar’s heart quiver. Skylar tried to stop by holding his hand but he jerks again making her stumble but she again clenched his hand and making him turn towards her forcefully. “Stop punishing yourself. I am your culprit it; it happened all because of me, so punish me.” Steve releases a sad chuckle. “How could I punish you, according to my entire family, I had already punished you so much?” “Just forget what others said. I am saying I am your culprit and ready to bear any punishment, punish me as you want, perhaps your inner self will get some peace.” Skylar said. “Are you sure any punis

That fucker’s eyes widened though and like a little bitch said, “No. I do not.” “Good, then as for the rest of your punishment, you are stripped of your Alpha title. You will be sentence to life as an omega. You will also not be allowed parole. You nearly killed a pup after torturing and humiliating her for a year and you still haven’t shown any remorse. You allowed yourself to be lied to and misled by a she-wolf who will face her own charges at a later time. This led to you harming an innocent girl. You are not fit to lead as an Alpha and your name will be removed from the Alpha registry. Take these three away.” Dad said.

I will accept any punishment, but not apology. He scoffed and stood up. "I love your courage..." "Then I have no choice but to punish you then." I will gladly accept that. I can always endure anything. But the next command he gave me made me freeze on the spot. "Strip, Adele." Huh!

The only way to reduce that guilt and keep his mind sane is to punish himself. Rafe quickly took off his shirt. He threw his shirt and coat on the floor. Then he knelt on the carpet and started whipping himself hard. A single flick of the whip on his back sent out a searing pain. The second whip created a stinging pain that was so excruciating that it reached his heart. The third whip flash of all regret and sadness evaporated into the air slowly. Rafe felt the whiplash was worth what he had done. The fourth, fifth and so on will wash away all the sadness and regret that clings to his heart. The whipping pain in his back is still lighter than the pain in his heart for hurting Lexie so badly

The stick struck down again, layering pain upon pain. A punishment like this couldn't be drawn out—the longer it lasted, the more unbearable it would be. The crisp smacking sounds of the bamboo rang through the clearing, each strike dragging out like an eternity for Beau. His arm was held firmly in place by Leonard's subordinate as he sobbed. His face was flushed red as snot and tears streamed down his cheeks. "I won't do it again! I swear I won't do it again!" Harvey swiftly delivered the ten strikes. The moment it ended, Leonard's man released Beau's arm.

If you disobey me, your punishment will be increased. - You will count every strike you receive on your backside, followed by a hundred lashes, and you will count them all by repeating that you no longer want to provoke me. He positions himself behind me, and I receive my first slap. The pain is bearable; I was afraid for nothing. I receive a second whip strike that hurts a little. - What are you waiting for to count? We'll start all over again. Every time you forget to count, we'll start again.

No one had ever dared to humiliate me like this. “I said, STRIP!!” The command came with a loud whip cracking against my back. Pain exploded through my spine, forcing my knees to slam into the ground. A sharp gasp tore from my throat before I could stop it. Radolf Wolfshon Anderson stood before me, holding the chain high, his eyes gleaming with pure rage and hatred. I coughed, smoke burning its way down my throat and settling painfully in my stomach. Tears blurred my vision, but my wolf refused to submit. Still, I knew—disobeying him would only make things worse.

Romario nodded in understanding he knew his pet had a good reason to leave but he needed to punish her to calm his rage. *** Trigger warning; sadism He stood up and went to his play room and took out his whip and made his way over to Allison who was fidgeting. “Master is going to punish you pet,” Romario warned as he ordered Allison to strip. Allison was scared but she stripped and knelt before Romario, the master pulled her hair harshly making her wince in pain. Romario smirked, enjoying the scream of discomfort of Allison.

"You don’t get to stand there and take this like it doesn’t hurt!" I threw all my strength into the next lash. The whip cracked against his back, slicing deep. More blood. More pain. Still nothing. My breath came fast, ragged. My arm burned with the effort, my grip on the whip unsteady, but I could not stop. "Do you think this makes you noble?!" I shrieked. "Do you think taking this punishment makes up for what you did?!" Another strike. "Does it erase the torment you put me through?!"

"YOU ARE A BEAST! DELRAMA YOU MUST DIE !!!" "I want you beside me, Roden. You can't disappear, so I'm locking you between my hands, forever." "Bastard. I'd rather die than staying beside you." "Say it to the moon. Bark like a dog, it's useless. From now on, you'll be mine 'forever! To be beside me is your punishment.". "Zaki you, jerk! Just wait, and I'll punish you too for doing this to me!" I crushed her with a kiss. "I'll wait that Roden." .. The Unchaste Punishment