The Punisher Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he murmured, running his thumb across her bottom lip, then dragging it down her neck, he was claiming every inch, “then you make yourself cum without permission. Without my cock. Without my hands. Without my fucking voice inside you.” She gasped, her chest rising fast. “I…I’m sorry…” “Oh, I know,” he smiled darkly. “You’re sorry now. But do you think sorry is enough for me, baby?” She whimpered. Then. He leaned in, his mouth grazing her ear. “And while you were in here, touching yourself like a filthy little bitch in heat…” he whispered, “I was punishing them.” She froze. Her eyes widened. “W-what?” she breathed. “I punished them,” he said again, slow and cruel, letting the words drag down h

My heart forgot how to beat properly. “So what are you going to do about it Sir?” Lust had clouded my sense of reasoning and it made me bolder. “I'm going to punish you. It's only fair. Don't you think so?” Fuck. The steady rise of my chest turned haywire. I had spiraled out of control, out of primal need to please this man. “Yes please, punish me.” I let out a desperate plea. “Good girl.” His deep voice rumbled, and the heavy promises of what he would do to me hung in the air.

"Goddamned you-." He suddenly came down on top of me, pinning my trashing leg beneath his weight and trying to bury his lips into mine. I felt his manhood growing bigger and shoving forward, and I closed my eyes against the awful pain I knew would come when his manhood forcefully shoved inside me. But I couldn't remain still for a second and immediately struck his shoulders with my fists, bit his lips when he tried to kiss me, and then scratched and pounded at his muscled arms. All was like pissing in the rain. Useless! My mind flashed back to my nameless prisoner back at the Moonshine pack's fortress. Is this a kind of punishment for my sin? Karma must be a bitch then. Leaving those who hur

After what I put her through, she’s right to hate me and everyone in my pack. She was about to leave, but before she could, the door bangs open and Piper rushes in before coming to an abrupt stop. Her eyes widen in shock when they land on her mate. You could barely recognize the bastard from how Sadie had first beaten him and then tortured him. “What have you done to him?” She screams, the pain and anguish of seeing her mate in this condition clear in her voice. I want to comfort her, but I can’t. Not when the bastard deserves it. His action caused a lot of cluster fuck. Ones that Piper is yet to know of. I couldn’t take part in torturing him, but that doesn’t mean that I couldn’t enjoy the

Gunner shouts over Mace's screams. "Catch her for me won't you, Blaze?" With that Blaze blinks out of sight to catch the knocked up murderous bitch. "You have no idea the amount of suffering that bitch has caused me. I will end her." "Payne! Payne!" Kieran and Gunner yell as I slip through a portal followed by Reaper and Bonez. Aiden's POV

I laugh, knowing she's enjoying my treatment. She rolls over in my lap in response, groaning naughty for me to continue. "We can't..." He tries to pull away, suffering a crisis of conscience. I growl, smacking her ass still covered by her jeans. "We can do anything honey. Be the bad girl you want to be, come on, show me what you've got and stop talking nonsense." I bite his chin in punishment, dragging my hand from his ass forward, brushing my fingers over the button of his pants, pulling them open.

His skin had been burned in so many places and I could not see anything other than the blood that drenched him. I gulped, breathing heavily. I knew it would be this bad but I didn't explain it and I didn't want it. “My Alpha, is there anything else you want us to do to him?” The punisher asked me. I heaved and said the most painful thing I had ever said. “Break his arms and throw him into the forest. Let him rot and die.” I was looking directly at Tristan. He raised his eyes slowly and looked at me. “It's alright, my alpha. This is the only way his voice echoes in my head.”

My cheeks flushed, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps as the electric current of our unspoken passion crackled between us. “You’ve been such a naughty, naughty girl,” Ray continued, his tone deliberate, almost clinical, yet laced with a promise that made my stomach flip. “And you deserve to be punished. I’ll have to punish you for hurting my feelings.” His words hung in the air, heavy with implication, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. Punishment. The word sent a jolt of anticipation through me, mingling with the guilt I felt for whatever I had done to wound him. I knew I had crossed a line, but the thought of what his punishment might entail both terrified and excited me.

“What? You're already afraid to get what you dish out?” Something about his words sparked some anger in my heart so I opened my eyes to fearlessly meet his gaze. There was a mixture of anger and mirth in his eyes when he looked at me. And a lot of lust. “That's it, baby,” he praised, his voice dark and edgy. “The more unremorseful you are, the more entertaining it's going to be when I punish you.” Huh? Punish? Before I could utter a word, Gunnar suddenly grabbed me and flung me over his shoulder. Fear bloomed in my chest so I started struggling against his hold but he remained immovable as he started walking down the hallway.

He ordered, then slammed the door in my face, before starting the engine and zooming off. I already had my punishment doubled one time, so never again. With clenched teeth, I pushed my tears to the back, forcing myself to continue moving fast too. Bleeding my legs out was much better than tripling my punishment My legs became sore from this punishment even though it was not actually considered a punishment in Daniel's eyes. I eventually came to a stop outside a neon-lit club, pulsating with music and laughter. "Four minutes, fifty-eight seconds. Good job, Lucienne. I thought I would have to send some men to bundle you here and then hit you before we start your punishment," he chuckled darkly