Switching Punishment Novels & Stories

“Double physical punishment?” Richard exclaims. “Who do you think you are to order such a punishment?” Dallas chimes in. “And what about Andrew? He’s the one that held him down once he was able to get a hold of the pathetic worm.” “Andrew will receive a slightly lighter punishment as these punishments are based on what I saw when I walked in.” Patrick and Dominic have switched places and I approach Andrew, who now has Patrick holding him in submission. Out of the three, he’s the only one that looks even remotely ashamed of his actions.

For instance, when a human got into a car accident for reckless driving due to a drunk drive and so on, the accident itself was a form of punishment from the Punisher because they disobeyed the safety rules that were already set to keep them safe. A Punisher's punishment came in various forms. The easiest punishment by far was death, but a Punisher preferred to exert pain on the one who was being punished. They had to make sure the one punished must regret doing a bad deed and promised not to repeat the same mistake, and to remind others not to do the same. As for punishing an exiled God, the forms of punishment were continuous and hellish. No naked eyes could see when a Punisher commenced t

The second stroke, I bite my lower lip. The third stroke, I begin to exhale loudly. The fourth stroke, I couldn't help but make a pained sound. The fifth stroke, I began to break out in a cold sweat. Finally, after the endless ordeal, the punishment was over. My lower lip was almost bitten through by me. It was only five strokes, but each swat made me want to scream in pain. As Mistress Hawthorne said, punishment doesn't show mercy. "This is the first punishment. If you make a mistake next time, then the punishment will be doubled. Be good." Mistress Beaumont said coldly. Her warning carried a merciless chill.

“I don’t even want to imagine what would have become of you. Now tell me punishing you isn’t worth it, give me one good damn reason I shouldn't punish you.” I glance at my watch waiting for them to speak up, but nothing. I think Martin was right, I should punish them as Alpha, maybe then they'll learn a lesson. “Go to your rooms and stay there you’re grounded, no TV, no phones, nothing. Just go there and reflect on what you did. We are so disappointed in you both. The only place you're allowed to go is school then right back, are we clear?” Santiago speaks before I do, almost like he knows my punishment would have made them cry and bleed.

“Your punishment for failure will usually be a spanking, Mia. Sometimes, I may choose a different punishment, but normally, when you do not complete your tasks correctly or on time, that is what you can expect. For every minute you are late, you will receive one strike, and for every time you are late, I will multiply the minutes by two. Today, that’s just one strike, but those can add up in the future if you’re not more careful.” “Yes, sir.” So, her punishment was to be a spanking? One strike across her rear-end? With his hand, she assumed? That didn’t sound too horrible, but then, it also didn’t sound sexual. Why had she needed to take her shirt off for that? Or was this just how Sam got h

she said then she reached for the metal rod I held onto the rod "let go" I said while pulling it "pull me out first and you can have your stick" she said gripping the rod I sighed and started yanking on the rod pulling foot out the mud "you're welcome" I said "whatever after all that shit you said to me fuck off" I turned to leave but she was still holding onto the rod "let go" I said while pulling it "ow stop that hurts, it won't let me let go"

Sid didn't take his mother's tone lightly, as he replied to her in a bitter tone right back at her. "You don't fucking dictate to me; you do that to these monkeys all the fucking time you want, but I call my shots, and you fucking follow them!" He let out his Alpha aura, making many here submit to him in obedience, and just like them, Calvin and I surrendered. But Miracle didn’t, and neither did the unconscious Stan. Sally whimpered at this display of authority. Sid, however, wasn’t down, expressing his anger at his mother, as he adds.

Then, I took the documents Davide handed me and slammed the medical reports compiled over the past two months down in front of him. "This is more than enough to prove what I've endured." Riccardo's expression shifted. His gaze went from indifferent to shocked, and finally, the way he looked at me gradually softened with pity. "How do you want him to be punished?" His response sent Sofia and Alberto into a panic. Sofia tried to speak, but Riccardo stopped her with a wave of his hand. "Family rules state that for minor offenses, you lose a finger or a hand and get cast out. For serious offenses, it's execution by gunfire or being buried alive, and the whole family is implicated. Isn't that rig

The outcome of the punishment decision had been in my hands from the start, but I didn't believe the negotiations on this case would end quickly. "It's not good to inflict too cruel a punishment on a person who is meritorious and very famous in the pack. The slightest misstep and the punishment might affect the loyalty of the pack members." I folded my forearms on the table. "So, I'll set the lightest punishment for the leader of the pack's prajuti, which is to cut off one leg and volunteer for life. Does anyone want to add?" I looked at them intently one by one. When our gazes met, they hurriedly turned their attention in another direction.

Not direct enough, but it should give options that were equal and balanced. "I challenged you three times." I started to speak and gave a short pause. "If it was only twice, it would be a light punishment, but since I challenged you a third time, then the punishment should be more severe." I ran my tongue around my lips which had suddenly become dry. "Nine lashes, twelve spankings, three denials of orgasm, exposure for two hours." "Enough!" Marcus interrupted me as he went on to list the options. "Don't move." He ordered.