The Punisher Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I didn't think about you, Eliot. Didn't think about that night, and I don't have dreams about you. I don't think about you at all." His features stilled, the hunger still there. But with a more crazed look after I uttered those words. "I have to punish you then. I have to punish you for invading my thoughts and driving me mad after you abandoned me that night." He said, pulling my robe completely off my bottom. His hands on my waist, strong. "This... is your punishment, Serena. Remember it." Next thing I knew he pulled my waist down and plastered my center on his face. Several gaps leaving me but instantly turning into cries of pleasure as he ripped off my terribly soaked panties and attack

I spoke, my throat dry and my voice sounding flaky. “Good girl, you are soon going to beg me to stop” He replied again and his hand traveled to my legs to part them a little. A shiver of delight ran up my spine but he only settled above me, his thick cock bulging inside his boxers as he returned to my breasts. And then I felt like teasing him some more so I added, “You will never make me say ‘stop’” I was truly insane. I had challenged my punisher. His hand went on both my nipples this time and he pinched them, hard.

“Let me go, let me go! I don’t want to be here. I don’t want you to hurt me again. Please. I can’t take it.” “You are a strong woman in big need of discipline. When you misbehave you get punished, when you behave appropriately you get rewarded. As long as you keep fighting me you will find that punishment awaits you every night.” My stomach clenches with anxiety but my sex clenches with anticipation. “Do you need a punishment right now?” His question shocks me and this time when I lean out to stare up at him with astonishment. “Why would I want a punishment? I just told you not to hurt me again!” He smirks down at me and pats away a strand of hair from my face.

Lia *** Trigger Warning *** Pain surged through me, tears blurring my vision as I witnessed my mate being pleasured by another woman, someone who wasn’t me. The sight seared into my mind, a dagger twisting in my heart. I gasped for air, each breath a struggle against the agony of his betrayal. His climax echoed in my ears as he released himself down her throat, a gut-wrenching sound that intensified my anguish. Determination burned within me, vowing to punish her for daring to touch what belonged to me. With a wicked smile, he whispered, “We’re not finished yet, sweetheart,” as he sat down, forcefully guiding her onto his throbbing member.

How could her father be capable of such a horrific act? Dan’s gaze finally landed on Desi. “You believe me, don’t you?” he said, his voice desperate. “I didn’t mean to hurt her! She’s just like your mother—always lying, always running away. I didn’t mean for this to happen. Your sister pushed me too far!” Desi felt her stomach churn. “Stop it!” she cried, her voice trembling. “Stop talking! You killed Anna!” Dan’s expression darkened, but before he could say more, the officers dragged him out of the room. His shouts echoed down the hallway, each word slicing through Desi like a blade.

“Don, just days ago, she sold the wedding ring to raise money for your medicine. “A year ago, she sold the necklace that was your token of love… “Now that she’s sold the ring too, she’s truly at the end of her road… “Isn’t this punishment too harsh?” Zann’s face hardened instantly. “She’s my wife. I know what I’m doing! This punishment is about to end. “Wandi is highly sensitive. Even a day less of punishment could trigger her condition!” I staggered backward as my tears finally broke free. Everything I had done, in his eyes, was to avenge Wanda. And I was nothing more than a fool he could trample on.

Or maybe I would punish her another way. Maybe I would punish that throat because that’s where those lies were coming from. I couldn’t do either of those things , yet and I knew it. Instead I pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I pinched it hard and held it. “Aiden-“ she squealed, her body trying to move away from me. I loosened my grip suddenly and I knew when the blood rushed back because she panted. Her cheeks heated. “That hurt.” “Did it?” I knew it had hurt. It was meant to hurt. She was being punished for lying to me without her even realising it. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, here let me.”

“Is this enough?” The smirk returned to his face, wider than before. His eyes went down to where her blouse was so thin. His fingers brushed the small, hardened parts of her body like he was playing with a random toy, and she gasped. Sparks flew inside her. “I went to the club to punish her.” His gaze went back to her face, his fingers continuing the slow, careless movements. “I was going to wipe her memory and make her merely more than a piece of vegetable. She deserved that at least, I thought, for attempting on your life. I did give her a chance. She was a liar, just like you are.”

I wished my voice came out more than just a whisper but instead it came out as a whimper that was full of need and lust . “ punishment, princess punishment . The last time I acted like a jerk , you punished me until I was this close losing my shit - now I can’t really go through the song and dance of breaking up with you and hoping that you will make it up to me , but that doesn’t mean I won’t punish you for that little stunt you pulled in the park “he answered in a long , lazy drawl , I shivered and looked up - and god please have mercy on me because the gravity in those dark stormy eyes scared me .

"P-punish?" He pulled his bottom lips between his teeth like he was holding himself, restraining himself. "I'm so fucking tempted to punish you" "I'm sorry, I won't drink again... ever" I didn't know what he was talking about. How he was going to punish me but by the look on his face I didn't want to find out. Alessandro has something dark and dangerous about him, something I never want to find out. "I can take away college from you"