Novel & Cerita Switching Punishment

I had heard the switch whistle through the air before the stinging bite of it registered on my back, scraping the already sensitive skin. I held back the scream that instinctively came from deep in my belly. The switch whistled again, marking my ass with a long thin strip of welts and forcing the scream out of me. Over and over again, the switch cut through the air, leaving pain and crimson where ever it landed. My voice was hoarse from screaming, and my back and ass were covered with thin red tracks where Paul had exacted his revenge for my cheating. This was not pleasure, this was pure pain, but I didn’t plead for him to stop, for him to soften his blows.

[Electric shock protocol activated. My mother instantly collapsed from her chair. Several of her porcelain crowns, which she had proudly maintained, chipped from the impact. “Why am I being punished?!” [Jenna Dawson prepared truffle risotto for Julianne Dawson but claimed to have no time to prepare a simple salad for her biological daughter. She remembers Julianne Dawson’s preferences clearly yet remains unaware of her biological daughter’s aversion to raw meat. The system has administered a Level 3 electric shock punishment, which corresponds to the degree of favoritism.]

Lucas said and I cringed. “None of your business beta Lucas but if you must know well, the punishment depends on what I feel like on the day and the offense she has committed. It could be a dose of silver, a whipping, or not giving her food for days, you know the usual.” Austin answers him then shrugs as if he is talking about the weather.

"10 sticks is what is set in the penal code. Thickness increasing with each blow. To continue till each stick breaks, no matter if the punisher remains conscious or faints" "Electric shocks to stimulate the pains, forcing the punished to say the truth before each blow hits in place." "Revelation of truth ends the pains, making the suspect the get released in an instant. No punishments sustain after the truth prevails" Her hopeful eyes, lowering in sadness as she was not able to find her only help. Ready for the worst punishment she has ever sustained. "The punishment is to begin. With the suspect to open her hands and place them on the table in front"

I nodded again. “To begin with, we will only do a single credit punishment,” he said. “So, expect this show of discipline to be far easier than any of the future ones. Now, I am giving you this spanking today to remind you that good girls keep their cunts nice and smooth.” His hand came crashing against my flesh, and I flinched more out of surprise than pain. He swatted me again and again, before saying, “After every swat, I want you to say ‘good girls keep their cunts smooth.’” Swat.

And that there's a punishment for every offense She moves in an attempt to move away from me but it only causes our bodies to rub against each other…a thread of desire runs through me. She looks up at me and asks "What sort of punishment?" "Your punishment depends on your offence . They won't be administered immediately because you haven't been informed about the rules yet …but we'll start by remedying this situation of you coming late so that you won't have any excuses to come late to work and when you do you'll be punished accordingly."... I reply

“Suspension is a slap on the wrist. Cutting her salary won’t break her; she’s already rich. That isn’t punishment. That’s charity.” Adele swallowed, probably thinking that the child had more aura than she'd ever have. Silver took a step forward, then spoke again, quoting yet another line drilled into her bones. “Rule Twenty-Seven: A punishment that does not sting is no punishment at all. It breeds rebellion. Only punishment that leaves a mark can restore order.” Her words struck like arrows, one after another. Mrs. Lorraine’s fingers tightened. Her silence screamed louder than words. Silver’s gaze hardened on Evelyn. “She dared to slap my father’s wife. That stain mustn’t be erased with mone

I read and raised my brow at Alpha Enzo. “Punishment? What kind of punishment are we talking about here?” I asked, not believing I had involved myself in such a mess. Alpha Enzo’s lips curled into a smile. “Keep reading,” he urged, and I swallowed hard before going back to the document. “Punishments include spanking, kneeling, and sexual tension and torture,” I read aloud, glaring at him. “You shouldn’t worry about that. I won’t do anything to harm you,” he smirked while my frown deepened.

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

I suck my juices off his fingers before he steps back again, “You will receive the full ten, and you will count. Do you understand?” “Yes, Sir.” “You will not come either. This is a punishment not a reward, but, if you take it well then maybe I will fuck this sweet pussy and let you come afterwards.” “Thank you, Sir. I will take it.” “I’m sure you will.” He chuckles. He starts right away, pausing until I get my count in. “One, Sir!” WHACK! “Two, Sir!” WHACK! “Three, Sir!” And on they go on until number ten comes down on my sit spot and stings like a son of a gun!