Submissive Punished Novels & Stories

Her anger turned into sadness mixed with fear by just imagining what she had previously experienced with this room, and then she insisted, thanks to her and her impulsivity, that she complete with an audible tone in an attempt to control how she feels \" The dominant is responsible for the punishment in whatever form Its frequency and quantity. - The subject will be punished every time it deserves to be punished, in an appropriate, harmonious and changing manner, the subject controlling person must be punished only when it is only worthy of punishment ، The dominant must explain the subject to the reason for his punishment by ensuring that he does not repeat it again when carrying out the p

No he would never raise his hand at his Sunshine on the contrary it’s her who slaps him whenever she wanted to “How will you punish her?” “I…I will force her to have sex with me” He lowered his head in shame to confess his mistakes. She never miss a chance to piss him off and only sex can make her subdue. “That’s rude man but here we are, you are not like DOM who hits their sub for being disobedient and DOM will never make love, they only fuck like you saw in the film. He never had any feelings for his previous subs. Once he met Anastasia, he changed himself to be the man she deserved but they did have punishments which are pleasurable for them”

It was the guy from reception. “Not too late, am I?” “Take a seat. The others will be here soon.” Others? This time my struggles weren’t token. “She’s a lively one.” “Relax, my pet. We’re all dominants. A little exhibitionism never hurt anyone.” “What are you going to do to me, Adam?” “Master,” he corrected. “Anything and everything. Who knows, you might even enjoy it. But you’re not allowed to come.” “Ah, a bratty sub. I take it this is part of her punishment?”

“Yes.” “We’ll see how close you are. Keep your hands above your head. If you move them, I’ll punish you.” He’d make sure she was bound in sleep so that she couldn’t touch her pussy. There were more ways to punish a little pain sub without putting her over the knee and spanking her. Like he said, he had more experience with stubborn little subs than she ever would with Doms. He released her hands and kept his gaze on her. “Test me, Maya, and you’ll regret it.”

I wriggled my hips to grind my clit against his fingers, only for him to pin me back down with one strong hand. "Greedy girl, Isobelle. Master gives pleasure to you for your obedience but will punish you for being impatient by not allowing you to come. I'm going to torture you now, my submissive mate," he warned. His shoulders bumped against my thighs, spreading me wide open. Then his hot, pointed tongue speared between my folds, licking me from bottom to top before fluttering over my clit. How is this a punishment when it feels so good?

I’d been waiting so long for my very own submissive, and I wasn’t going to let her think that she could just willy-nilly make herself cum whenever she wanted. “Okay, daddy.” “You have to earn it by being good, and doing everything you’re told.” I said. “But now that you did something bad, I have to punish you. Do you understand?” “Yes, daddy.” she said, looking back at me expectantly. “I’m sorry.” “Shh…it’s okay sweetheart. You’re my angel. You’re just inexperienced, and you haven’t learned how to make daddy happy all the way yet. I’m going to teach you.” I said, holding her face in my hands and looking down at her.

"You're submissive." Dante's footsteps halted, Nate hearing a long exhale from him. "Now that," he glanced over his shoulder with a smirk, "I am." He returned his gaze to the front door and shrugged his shoulders, lifting his hands as well, "I thought you'd be able to satisfy me after you screamed at me today and I adored when you threatened to kill me." He began walking forward again, "But you're useless to me. And you have to pay your debt for threatening to take my life, so—"

He responds with a knowing smirk, his hand playfully snapping against my behind, catching me by surprise. His laughter mingles with my gasped reaction, a beautiful sound that resonates warmly within me. “I always miss you, baby,” he murmurs, his tone teasing yet sincere. “But you’ve been a bad girl and I think you deserve some… discipline. A pleasurable punishment to be more precise. It’s time to explore that side of us, bringing out the dominant and submissive, don’t you think, baby girl?” His words cause my eyes to widen, an involuntary thrill crackling through me.

[Good, she was learning fast, disobedience would be punished. He patted her head feeling her flinching again he pulled her to her feet by her damp hair, ‘Stare laggiù.’ [Stand over there.] He pointed to the cross and felt her shiver but she obeyed without an argument he cuffed her to it and then squeezed her breasts tugging the nipples until they became hard and erect, ‘È ora di giocare al mio piccolo Sub.’ [Time to play my little Sub.] He grinned and reached into his pocket pulling out cruel-looking clamps,

My thumb scrolled down again, this time, my spirit tugged me towards a section labelled; correction. My breath hitched. ‘The submissive is expected to obey the dominant in all things without question. She is to procure the services of a gynaecologist of the Dominant’s choice every three months for contraceptives. The submissive shall be punished with any or more of these things once the dominant sees her actions as requiring such treatment…. Does the submissive consent to the use of;