Stripped And Punished Novels & Stories

I screamed, turning to look at the back as the car slammed into the little space then he kicked the engine and moved ahead then. It stopped. I was breathing heavily by the time he was done, he looked at me coldly. I felt my feet skip a beat but before I could understand what was happening, he lifted my leg and slipped a device into my pussy. I had no panties on.. “ Punishment.” Just one word, then he left.

I screamed, the sting deeper than his hand, fire racing across my skin. “Count.” “One.” He didn’t go easy. Twenty lashes, methodical, covering every inch until my ass was striped red, tears soaking the hay beneath my face. With each strike, my pussy throbbed harder, dripping down my thighs. When he stopped, I was sobbing, hips rocking shamelessly. His belt clattered to the floor. Rough hands spread my cheeks, cool air hitting my soaked folds. “Look at this pretty little cunt,” he muttered. “Crying for Uncle’s punishment.”

"You should reflect on yourself. From now on, you have to remember how many punishments I've imposed on you. Then, remember your mistakes." Allison tried his best to stabilize his voice. He trembled as he counted. Before she could get used to the pain from last time and dissipate, I mercilessly placed my palm on her butt again. A deep and shallow red mark slowly appeared on her butt. The first few palm strikes were my punishment to her. Later on, I leaned my palm down and landed on her pussy. The pain and aftershock caused by the heavy palm strike made Allison's thigh tremble uncontrollably.

“You know the penalty.” My heart sank. “Punishment.” He walked over to his desk and picked up a wooden ruler. “Bend over the desk. Lift your dress.” I did as he said, my body trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. He flipped my skirt up, exposing my bare ass. The first strike of the ruler was a sharp, stinging line of fire. I cried out. He struck me again, and again, laying down a pattern of neat, red lines across my skin. The pain was sharp, intense, but it quickly melted into that familiar, throbbing heat that spread through my veins, pooling in my pussy.

Being whipped, imprisonment, I was ready for all of that but this, this was way too much, way to harsh for my first offense. "You are stripped of all your Alpha rights and duties and those are passed to your Beta, Sabre, and if after this, you are still deemed unworthy, you will be permanently stripped of your rights and disowned from Ezra, the counsel has spoken, and both of you dismissed. Guards, take them away." ***

But my hopes were shattered as Lena swung the whip, and the first lash struck my back, causing me to emit a shrill cry of pain. The lashes continued one after another, each strike cutting into my flesh. The pain intensified with every whip, and my body trembled uncontrollably. By the time the 20th whip landed, my hope had completely dissipated. My body was now covered in blood marks and deep cuts inflicted by the merciless whip.

This first strike is punishment for sabotaging the wedding and almost killing Simone. Winona screamed in agony. Anthony didn't hold back. He lashed her a second time. "This second strike is punishment for staging your own abduction and making Simone live with guilt and pain for three years. "This third strike is punishment for forcing Simone to shoulder consequences that were never hers to bear. "This fourth strike is punishment for being so wicked and a compulsive liar…" Anthony spent hours lashing Winona a total of 99 times. In the end, she was left close to unconsciousness.

He didn't rise again. This was what I had done; I should have known, and I should have never underestimated Rollins. I remembered when Rollins told me how other packs punish women who cheat; they get whipped—this was what he meant. I never understood the intensity of that punishment or the pain it brought—it should have been me, not Teo.

He couldn’t breathe. The hand on the back of his head pushed him into the pillow, cutting off his air supply while another hand used a switch to beat him. The sting of the switch caused him to cry out, which only brought the punishment down harder on him. The hand on his head clawed into his scalp, pulling his hair as his head was reefed back and another sharp sting was administered to his bare buttocks, re-opening the barely healed stripes from his previous indiscretions.

They knew they had the upper hand, and they weren't about to let me off the hook. The pack leader's patience had run its course, and he made his decision. "You will be punished for your crime, Alyssa." Tears blurred my vision as I was once again subjected to the brutal silver whip, my body wracked with pain. They didn't let my wounds heal, and now, they had added a fresh layer of agony.