Switching Punishment Novels & Stories

"Oh, I really do." I shake my head at her as I move my cock across her face not letting her get it in her mouth. "Well then, we will have to change the punishments to something you don't like... at least for your most serious offences." At this she gasps. "What is a serious offence?"

I watched as he jumped, growling, I could tell he was close to breaking. I moved around his back, my hands trailing along his body, as I swung the flogger down again, this time I turned, I grabbed the paddle, it had wires attached, I had no idea how to use it, just hoping it didn't hurt him. Turning it on, I swung it over his ass. He growled loudly, pulling at the restrains before relaxing. Degrading, humiliation, he had mentioned those as a form of punishments, a way to break a sub, he mentioned how it was the one thing he could not stand, him been humiliated or degraded, what would make him feel humiliated?

So, its not just one? We did the same mistake, why do we have different punishments?" I asked stern and put one hand on my waist. He raised his eyebrow. I was nervous, I warmed his head again. "You did the same mistake so I won't give you the same punishment. If you both do the punishment at the same time you might flirt while finishing your punishment together."

The man who objected shuts up and pulls his daughter closer to his side. "That's what I thought," Aaron says coldly, looking at the rest of the room again. "This is where things get difficult. What kind of punishment is fitting for the crime he committed? I can't throw him out and leave him to die. I can't charge him with aggravated assault and imprison him. I can't put him on probation. So, this is what I've settled on," he says, bringing the whip out from behind his back.

There are three levels of the pit punishment which relate to the level of the crime committed. "So how is your colleague now?" I asked with a crooked smile on my face. "I bet he is now a mild and cool-headed man now?" I had heard a lot about the effect of the pit and how it has reduced crime rate by almost seventy percent and has changed even the worst of criminals to angels. The messenger didn't reply and he had a sad expression on his face. "Sure to bring him over sometime as I'd love to show him off to the council. How my little experimental punishment changes the life of people." I said, happily.

Go back in there and face him out. I picked up the whip and lashed his glued hand with it. It didn’t make me feel better. I hated myself. His reflex was to cover it with his free hand, so that took a lash. I decided to play the part. ‘You like giving it out, so I assume you enjoy receiving it. It’s called switching, isn’t it?’ I heard him whimper. ‘How do I get my friends in without setting the alarms off?’ ‘Can’t be done.’

“You think you can just decide when I get to cum? Like my pussy belongs to you now?” “Tone,” he warned sharply. He stepped right up close, his body heat hitting me. “Read it correctly or we go back to rule one.” I swallowed thick. My pussy clenched hard. “Rule four. Good behavior earns me orgasms, clothes, phone time, and comfort. Bad behavior means orgasm denial, pain, and stricter control over my body… Sir.” “Continue.” “Rule five. Punishment protocols. Every act of disobedience will be corrected immediately. Spanking on my bare ass. Corner time with my tits and cunt on display. Flogging. Forced orgasms until I can’t take it.

“Go on, Imani. Supervisor Sarah and I have to watch over the other girls. We’ll be back soon.” Before I could protest, the Supervisors left the room. The door clicked behind them softly, leaving me at Ms. Harlow’s mercy. She was never one to shy away from corporal punishment, and I knew I’d pay for missing her class. I already knew what was in store for me–ten lashings to the back of my hand. Skipping classes was considered a Moderate Offense at Eden, punishable by lashings. A Severe Offense was punishable by either lashings or electric shock treatments. I had committed a Severe Offense once and was electrocuted. I don’t want to go through that ever again.

A shiver went down my spine, thinking about that diaper change. "First let me start that with each rule comes a different punishment. Some rules are more likely to be broken than others and we will consider this with giving you your punishment. We have punishments like time-outs, taking away your toys, and writing lines. Those take not a lot of time. Then we have a bit more severe punishments as early bedtime, taking away your stuffies and spankings." The last punishment got me shivering a bit. Spankings, so they will hit me if I don't listen to them. They are just like him. With this information, I started to hate these men even more.

“Hm, we are going to have to have a discussion about punishments, because you have quite a few coming to you already, and now this.” “You can spank me anytime, Sir.” She grins. “You see, Precious, that’s the thing, it’s not a punishment when you enjoy the pain. No, I have to come up with other punishments and I have a few in mind already.” “Sir?” “No worries, Precious. You will find out all in good time. Now, get that cute little ass on the bed, so I can switch out the plug.” “Switch it out? You're not going to give me a little break?”