Sweet Punishment Novels & Stories

The partner in crime. The waiting is the first round of my punishment. And it is perfect. ---

he asked, mentally adding three more to her punishment. “Ah! Thank you, Sir! Three, Sir … Th-Thank you …” Aidan alternated between spanking her ass and massaging it, red handprints marking her skin as a reminder of her disobedience. And she counted every single sound, all until twenty. Then he pushed two fingers inside her, delighted that she was dripping wet for him. “You’re a bad girl, Samantha,” he said, his voice husky. “A punishment isn’t supposed to turn you on.”

We started to make the punishment which is so funny. Matthew punished Crystal : give him a massage for 3 hours Joel punished Axel : be his slave for one day Joan punished Dylan : buy her the latest best seller book since Dylan ruined her favorite book Aiden punished Andrew : treat him at Vetson's restaurant 3 times which is one steak cost 500$ Jess punished Cailey : company her to spa tomorrow (that's not fair , it's a good thing) Marco punished Morris : being his slave for 1 day too Archer punished Daniel : buy him a newest soccer ball

“Ass up.” Sophia arched her back, presenting herself. The first sharp smack of his large palm on her ass made her cry out. He spanked her hard — left cheek, right cheek, then again and again until her pale skin glowed bright red and she was whimpering, grinding her soaked pussy against nothing. “You like being punished, don’t you?” Another hard smack. “Answer me.” “Yes, Master! I love it— please—”

Then bit my lower lips hard. The mixture of pain and pleasure made my head explode, and I dug my nails into his back, my moans getting a little louder. He suddenly stopped and stepped back, leaving me sitting on the bathroom counter with my heart beating fast and my lipstick completely ruined. "Alex," I said, unable to hide the desperation in my voice. "Why did you stop?" "That's your punishment," he smirked as he calmly straightened his jacket. "For teasing me and for your killer dress. And also for what happened on the balcony."

The words come out harsher than I intended, but there’s no taking them back. For a moment, a flicker of something—relief?—crosses Sophia’s face. She tightens her grip on me, even as she tries to keep looking sad. Scarlett’s expression shifts from defiance to something almost… broken. I can’t describe it, but it hits me, a punch to the gut—the look of disappointment, almost betrayal, in her young eyes.

You seduced your ex's uncle—" Before she could finish, the platform's administrator muted her mid-sentence. Because of malicious behavior, her account was suspended. Upon seeing that the woman's account was suspended, everyone felt satisfied. "Props to the platform! She was uttering pure sewage! She probably didn't brush her teeth today before coming online. She's disgusting." "That's it? Couldn't they leave her on for a few more minutes? That drama was top-tier. I wanted more of the story!" "What story? She slept with her sister's husband. And from the sound of it, the guy is a player, too. I wouldn't be surprised if he ends up catching something nasty one of these days."

With that said, she turned, picked up her glass of wine and started heading towards a long flight of stairs, leaving her son in bewilderment. ******LOS ANGELES****** Ryan McCartney had never been so upset and frustrated in all his thirty years on the surface of the earth. As much as he loved his wife, he still couldn't get that image out of his head. It was frustrating to have to remember that image everytime he closed his eyes. He would never have imagined that valentine would cheat on him. He paced round in his spacious office decorated with expensive furnitures. He stopped in front of the family picture on the wall and glared angrily at it.

“Beg.” I went sarcastic bitch mode: “Please, oh mighty cheater, fuck me in public like the whore I am.” He laughed low, then thrust in deep, filling my pussy in one go. I moaned, loud enough to echo off the fountain. “Fuck!” He place his hand over my mouth quickly. Jonah gripped my hips, pounding in steady. Slaps of skin quiet but there, my wetness making his penetration easy. “Tight as always. Sarah doesn't do it like you.”

she let out a sinister laugh. Although it's dark, I could still see Doctor Rodriguez's expression as clear as day. He looks scared, like he doesn't want to participate in Ms. Penelope's plan anymore. "Mom, why don't we just..." She slapped him before he could finish his words. Her expression darkened, pain and anger fighting for dominance over her face.