Sweet Punishment の小説・ストーリー

hoping he would have mercy and see just how sorry I am. "I see you really took the reading of the book seriously. Anyway, I will forgive you this time around.." just him saying that made my inner self jumping around in joy. Then, Ethan decided it's best to reduce my joy to nothing. "But it doesn't mean you won't get punished, probably not the harsh punishment I planned out for you.. but this punishment would be a mix of pleasure and pain." He smirked. Pleasure and pain? Is he going to use the silver spoon on my cunt again, fuck.. I might have liked it a tiny bit but I do not like the pain it comes with.

Before he could finish, Susan scoffed, "So you think your dirty money can fix things? Mitchell, your money means nothing to me! Your apology isn't worth a thing. Even the devil would find you despicable." Mitchell didn't even realize the call had ended. He kept apologizing, pleading with the silence. "I really know I was wrong, and I promise I'll never touch another woman besides Heather. Please, just tell me where she is…" When he tried calling Susan back, he realized he had been blocked again. In a frenzy, Mitchell screamed in frustration, pounding his fists into the ground, his skin tearing, blood staining the floor. He didn't seem to feel the pain, punishing himself over and over again.

I want more of this addicting cocktail. Sebastian moves slow to allow my tight walls to adjust to him before he quickens his pace. His lips find their way to my nipples, sucking and lightly nibbling on each one amplifying my enjoyment of the sweet cocktail of pain and pleasure. I moan in approval as Sebastian groans above me. The sound vibrates on the nipple his mouth is currently assaulting before switching to the other one. He does this repeatedly as he pounds into me, mixing the sweet cocktail of pain and pleasure. I think I will love his taste in sex. We are soulmates, after all. He is my other half, and I am his.

Brad thought for a minute and then slowly shook his head. “Naah, I can’t.” “Why not?” “Because I can’t find a replacement for you, is why not,” he replied. Then he grinned and added, “Incidentally, young lady, your pussy is as sweet as sugar. And you know what?” “What?” “The more you came, the sweeter your syrup was. Kimberley Kramer, you are the sweetest thing on two feet!” “It’s not Kramer, it’s Kane! What are you doing to me?”

Serena’s POV The heavy oak door clicked shut behind Clara, leaving a sudden, suffocating vacuum in its wake. I kept my eyes pinned to the illuminated screen of my tablet, my fingers frozen mid-scroll as the reality of what I had just done hit me like ice water. Black. Two sugars, a dash of cinnamon, extra hot. It was reflex. A muscle memory from a life I wasn't supposed to own anymore. When I finally forced myself to look up, my stomach took a violent, sickening dive.

My feet were throbbing, my hair smelled like smoke, and I was losing the little patience I had. I pulled out my phone and tapped Sophia’s name. She picked up on the second ring. “Hey Soph.” I greeted. “May? Are you okay? You sound like someone just stole your lunch.” I let out a humorless laugh. “Try my future. I just got rejected. Again.” The tears were freely flowing now. “Oh, May…” Sophia’s voice was as soft as a lullaby. She always sounded like she was speaking through a smile, calm and gentle. “I’m sorry.”

“Clean yourself up. The car will take you home. Tomorrow, we plan the next stream. The theme will be ‘Punished Princess’. Your viewers loved your tears. We’ll give them more. We’ll explore the link between pain and pleasure. My head of security, Markus, will be your co-star. He has… experience in eliciting convincing reactions.” Sloane wiped her mouth with the monogrammed handkerchief, her mind reeling. A co-star? Punishment? It was escalating, faster and deeper than she’d imagined. He leaned down, his face close to hers. His finger traced the line of her jaw, sticky with his release. “You’re doing so well, my little whore. The top is within reach. All you have to do is keep sinking.” He kis

"You did it because you thought that there was something between Lolla and me so your punishment will not be that severe but that would be the last time. I am no longer the same Trevor you knew years ago as you may have noticed so don't test me." He removed his hand on my chin and was now tracing the side of my face with one finger. He appeared to be memorizing my features. "Sorry to inform you honey but the punishment still stands. will f*ck you in every corner of this house while were alone! I will make sure that each time I possess you, your sweet pus*y which is all mine, will be dripping wet with my seed." I yelped when all of a sudden he carried me bridal style. "We'll start at the corr

She lunged toward Penny. Penny was pushed back, her back forcefully hitting the wall. She felt her chest vibrate from the impact. Pain surged through her, making her nauseous. Susan began to punch and kick her. "Bitch! I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you!" Susan's emotions erupted with Sunny missing and her son now in a vegetative state. Penny had no chance against a frantic woman like her. She quickly covered her head as Susan's blows landed and her hands were scratched by Susan's nails. They left sharp streaks of blood.

"Thank goodness it wasn't you." Thank goodness she was not the one who got stabbed by the knife. Thank goodness she was not the one who got infected. Thank goodness she would not be the one who would die. "Lucas Hermes, you're a complete idiot!" Sasha burst into tears, unable to control her emotions any longer. Sharon rushed over to hug her, her cold gaze having a little bit of sympathy and gratitude in them when she looked at Lucas. The sounds of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded in the spacious parking lot.