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"That's the third time you've failed me." His voice was low and filled with fury; as if I had purposefully disobeyed him. I wanted to tell him how hard I really tried, to beg or throw myself at his mercy; but I knew it wasn't done. So I stood silent and trembling, unable to look at him as I felt his presence tower over me. "You brought this on yourself so you can administer your punishment to yourself." Terrified, I braved a brief glance at his face and the look I saw made me wish I could disappear into the ground.

"Come." Abruptly, he turned away and went to the basement where all the pain was dished out. Not wanting to follow, too scared to disobey, I scurried after him, desparately hoping that the punishment would be swift. Down the stairs, I turned and saw a sight that made me freeze.

In the middle of the room, a large dildo was mounted to a spring piston secured to the floor. The dildo was about 10" long, with a series of solid ridges spaced an inch apart. It was tapered on both ends with the middle flaring out to over 3" in width. He stood beside it, holding a double butt plug. A cold smile played on his lips as he saw my reaction.

"Come" He repeated, using that voice that I knew all too well not to argue with. Whimpering, I forced my feet to walk up to the formidable object awaiting me. "Let me explain to you what your punishment is. Since your muscles are too weak to do your job properly, you will do 40 squats and 40 calve raises. You'll be glad to know that you won't have to take in the entire dildo. Once the dildo meets a set amount of resistance, the spring will compress and take it down the rest of the way. Of course, the pressure will be intense, but nothing that will permanently damage your insides. As you perform you're squats, you'll naturally pull the dildo in and out of you."

Taking my hands, he ran them up and down the ridges of the dildo. "You can feel how the ridges are not smooth but rather stiff and deep, with the edges slightly sharp. After all, this is a punishment and it wouldn't do for it to stimulate you the wrong way. The edges also concave slightly downwards. You'll feel the friction on your squat down but as you stand back up, the ridges will catch your vagina as if it wants to take out some flesh with the dildo."

"Pleeeasse. I can't, i can't take..." The plea escaped my lips as panic bubbled through me. I knew to object to a punishment would likely risk more punishment, or at best be ignored, but I couldn't seem to control my fear. If it was not for his firm grip on my arm, I would've collapsed on my shaking legs.

"You may lubricate the dildo if you'd like." He allowed.

"Oh Thank you m'Lord!" I tearfully gasped. Unlike the girls who were kept as sex slaves, I was never able to lubricate in pain and I knew something as big as that would have me bleeding in minutes. He handed me a tube and my heart stopped.

Icy Hot Extra Strength. Used as a muscle relaxant, this cream would burn like no tomorrow if applied to my most sensitive region. Dumbfounded, I stood holding the tube. I looked at him, pleading with my eyes that this was some mistake.

"Your choice: Do you want with lubrication or without?" His stare bore into me, his voice telling me to choose quickly or he would choose the worst for me.

Crying, helpless, I opened the tube, squeezed out a liberal amount and began rubbing it over the dildo. My hands shook as I realized I was only adding to my own pain to come.

"Now let's get you prepared. Here, you may as well squeeze a dollop of that lube here too." My head numb with fear, I obediently squeezed some onto a double butt plug that he was holding, my brain no longer able to process the upcoming pain.

Bending me over on my knees, he kicked my legs apart and pushed the butt plug in. Gasping, I felt the flash of pain as the thickest part went in and my sphincter closed onto the narrow base. I felt him inflate the plug, securing it tightly both inside and outside my hole.

2 boxes were placed on either side of the dildo, a little wider than shoulder width apart. Placing a foot on either box, I straddled the pole as he leaned down and adjusted the height. I gasped as it pushed against me and tried to rise on my toes but his pressure on my shoulder kept me firmly down. Inevitably my walls parted to let the intruder in, and I cried out with despair as I felt myself being split in 2. As promised, every ridge seemed to catch my innards, intensifying the feeling as it was shoved deeper and deeper in me.

When the widest part was wedged into me, he stopped and grabbed my ears pulling them painfully upward. I quickly pushed myself onto my tiptoes to try and alleviate the pain and as I did so, the dildo brutally ripped a few inches down my pussy. So intense was the pain that for a brief moment, I saw spots and felt I couldn't breath. Still he continued to yank my ears upward. But even on my toes, I still had a good 1.5" of dildo impaled in me. Satisfied, he released me and in relief, I plopped to the flat of my feet, causing another cry of pain as I felt the intruder rip into me.

Tears poured from my eyes as the Icy Hot had begun to work and I could feel the burn spreading in my ass and pussy. I involuntarily began to fidget, clenching and pushing at my butt plug, shifting my weight to press against my throbbing pussy. Nothing helped and the burn mounted; All my shifting only heightened my senses of the items brutally invading my openings.

Moving quickly, he adjusted the height of a large clear bucket that was suspended from the ceiling so that the opening was just within my reach if I stood on my tiptoes and stretched my arms up. Another larger bucket filled with ice & water was placed between the boxes my feet stood on. I felt him attach something to my butt plug but before I had a chance to  reach back and feel what was done, he grabbed my arms and tied them loosely in front of me. He handed me a heavy metal vase

"Now, that metal pitcher can hold 2L of water. You're job is to fill the pitcher with the water from the bucket by your feet, and pour it into the bucket suspended above. You have 1 hr to fill that bucket to 80L."

Slowly, I begin to squat, trying to force the dildo further and further into me. The dildo was solid, forcing my pussy to confine to its ridges and valleys. Each time a ridge would clear my lips, I would experience a tiny wave of relief before the next ridge forced me wider. When the dildo could go no further, I felt the spring begin to compress. By now I was gasping in pain - his promise of no permanent damage felt as close to the truth as the promise of Santa - and I had to concentrate to drive my body down against the upward pressure. Having me stand on the boxes meant I had to have a perfect deep squat every time just to reach the water.

As my fingers grazed the water, I felt a sudden icy cold jet enter me through my butt plug. Gasping, I jumped up, ripping the dildo brutally out of me except for those last few inches that held me in place. I screamed as the pain exploded and I felt my vision darkening. Unfortunately it cleared in a few seconds and I was left panting, enduring the onslaught of my nerves screaming.

"Oh yes, I forgot to mention that your butt plug is attached to a large enema bag. As you squat, you're not only impaling yourself on the dildo, you're actually working a pump that pushes an amount of water up your ass, 60 ml to be exact. By the time you're done your 40 squats, you would have self administered an enema of almost 2.5L."

Picking up the fallen pitcher, he pressed it in my hands with a warning, "Next time you drop this you pick it up yourself. Don't forget, you have..." checking his watch "56 minutes"

Helplessly, I took a breath and began my hellish plunge down once again. Again, the jet of ice water shot in me as I just reached the bucket. The extreme cold felt like a knife shooting into me but prepared, I managed to keep my response to a gasping shriek before forcing myself down the last few centimeters to dunk the pitcher under water.

The first half of my ascent was bliss as the spring released and the unbearable pressure upward loosened. But as the dildo began to pull out of me, the ridges scratched and pinched like fingernails mercilessly scraping me clean all the while stretching my pussy wider and wider.  I went as slowly as I could, my thighs burning with the effort. Standing straight, I felt my muscles relax but now I was exactly half way up the dildo at it's widest most painful point and the discomfort prevented me from staying long. Rising on my toes, I strained to raise the heavy vase of water up over my head. The vase lacked any handles making it awkward and difficult to grip and it required me a few tries to figure out how to tilt it just right to pour the water into the bucket above me. Once emptied, I eased slowly down to begin the horrid squat all over again.

The pitcher's opening was only 1.5" wide which meant I had to hold my deep squat for about 10 painful seconds as I waited for the pitcher to fill. The same applied to emptying it. Its no easy task tiptoeing with your legs wide apart and I was forced to hold this position steady as the water slowly chugged out of the pitcher. The tapered dildo meant that I never grew accustomed to its girth but experienced my pussy being split apart every time I neared the centre. These tiny devilishly details were all thought out to add to my torment.

Soon my muscles began to tire and it became harder and harder to control my movements. I knew if I were to make it through the 40 cycles, I would need to conserve my energy and move faster. But that would mean brutalizing my vagina even more and I couldn't decide which was worse. Eventually it was decided for me. As my muscles starting to give out, I would plunge down with little control, my weight collapsing painfully on the dildo, my innards bruised and battered. I begin struggling to rise and the few times I went too slow trying to ease the dildo out, my thighs would cramp and I'd come crashing back down; impaling myself once again while simultaneously giving myself a second enema dose. My arms and calves began to shake as I strained to empty the pitcher and unable to hold steady, I had increasing amounts of icy water miss the bucket and slosh over me.

By the time I reached 50L, my entire body felt racked with pain. My muscles burned ferociously and threatened to give out with each movement. The Icy Hot, made worse with the constant friction of the dildo shoving in and out, caused my insides feel like hot coals had been shoved into me. Yet goosebumps covered my skin from the icy water that I spilled overhead and my hands that plunged over and over into the icy bucket felt painfully numb from cold.  The freezing enema felt like a knife in my stomach with each injection. My body screamed with the cruelty of one area burning and longing for some cold relief while the rest shivered and pleaded for some heat.

The pressure from the enema was also growing alarmingly. Once, as I was lifting the pitcher overhead, a cramp shot through my intestines, causing me to drop the pitcher, fall to my heels, and double over. It took several gasping breaths before I was able to straighten out. Looking down, I saw the pitcher had sunk to the bottom of the bucket and I realized I would need to do an extra squat and worse, receive another enema injection just to retrieve it.

Reaching my usual deep squat, my heart raced as I saw I would need to go down another 6" further to reach the pitcher at the bottom. Crying & gasping at the pain, I pushed on down, straining to hit the bottom. My fingers brushed against the top of the pitcher but I was unable to go any further and the pain drove me back up.

"If you ask for my help, I will hand you the pitcher but you have a choice. Either you can wait 5 minutes or I can whip you 5 times"

My body ached for a break, anything to delay those torturous squats but I knew my timeline was quickly running out. Through my sobs, I said the words I knew he was waiting for. "Please m'Lord, can you help whip me?"

"Of course" he said brusquely. "Hands on your head now."

Fighting the cramps that continued in my stomach, I raised my arms and tried to prepare myself. 1,2,3,4,5. The belt whipped across my body in hard quick succession, without giving me a chance to recover in between. Pain overwhelmed me and I squeezed my eyes shut as I fought to remember how to breath. After a few minutes, the bite receded to a throb and I opened my eyes to see him handing the pitcher to me. It was empty of course.

I continued with the cycle, fighting to control the pain. Being stretched out seemed to intensify the cramping so I learned to only hold my position for a few seconds at a time, dropping my arms and coming down to my heels before the pain became too intense and I dropped the pitcher again. This worked most of the time (I did drop it once more) but it meant a lot more calve and arm raises for my already exhausted muscles. Not to mention the dildo painfully thrusting up and down a few more times for each load.

A timer sounded. Looking at the bucket above, I realized with a sinking feeling that I was only about three-quarters of the way. "You're hour is up but you did not finish what I asked of you. You will finish it but first, a little lesson in timeliness. Hands on your head."

Defenseless, I watched in horror as he began to caress & stroke my nipples. I cried softly, knowing what comes next, willing my body not to respond but helpless to control its reaction. The gentle strokes awoke the senses in my buds and I felt them growing more and more sensitive as they swelled under his caress. I knew where he was taking me and I fought his manipulation. Yet like a puppet, I was his to jerk wherever he pleased and his cruelty feed my despair as I realized there was no escape. Bending over, he swirled his tongue over first one nipple, and then the other, until I succumbed to the wave of pleasure and need. With a groan, I closed my eyes, threw my head back and arched my back, thrusting my chest towards him as my body begged for more. Like clockwork, he took that exact moment to clamp on the clover clips, causing my body to ricochet from pleasure to pain so quickly it made the torment that much more intense.  I let out a guttural wail and it took everything within me to keep my hands in position and not tear them off. His cold laugh was like another nail hammering home, reminding me once again that my body was not my own. As if to emphasize this, he pulled the elastic string connecting the 2 clips down and attached a weight to it before letting it snap back. It bounced playfully up and down, tightening the clamps and jerking my nipples in a painful rhythm.

"Best keep that thing from bouncing or your nipples are going to have a hell of a time." Ignoring his own advice, he grabbed the string and pulled up, causing me to yelp and rise up to my toes.

"One more thing." Taking a wet cloth, he wiped the lubrication and juices off the dildo and sprinkled a bit of baking powder on it. "That'll keep it nice and dry. All that gunk was smoothing out the ridges. Now you'll have a better feel of it entering and pulling out of your pussy. I'll give it a good clean after every 10 minutes. You may resume. And remember, the longer you take, the worse you'll be punished after."

Those last 20L were an absolute nightmare. My pussy was sufficiently wet and adjusted to the dildo's girth that there was no bleeding. But the removal of the lube meant the ridges felt 3 times more pronounced. The added friction and the removal of my own juices seemed to irritate the Icy Hot absorbed by the skin, bringing alive the burning sensation that had previously begun to recede. My thighs no longer cooperated so my squats were more like falling heavily onto a low chair than a controlled exercise movement. Of course, that made my insides so bruised and sore that it became impossible to endure the pressure and I was forced to rise before the pitcher was filled. In a way it helped as I didn't seem to have the strength to lift up a full jug anymore. Filling it up only halfway made everything easier but it meant that I needed more trips up and down, meaning more times that unyielding dildo was thrust in and out of my screaming pussy, more times the bouncing nipple weight tore at me and more water being pumped into my bursting intestines.

Everything was cramping now: my intestines from the cold and severe pressure, my feet, my calves, my thighs and arms from the muscle strain, and my fingers from being frozen and trying to grip the awkward vase. Twice more I dropped the vase and twice more I endured the whipping. But all the pain became secondary to the pressure of the enema and the urgent need for release became my entire focus.

"You're finished." He said, taking the pitcher from my hand when the last trip finally pushed the water level above the mark. "Unfortunately that took you 1hr and 46min - That's 46 minutes over your time limit." He walked around and fiddled with the tube from my butt plug but instead of the release I desperately needed, he came up in front of me holding a large 5L enema bag almost empty. "Less than 800 ml left. That means you have 4.2L in you right now - 70 squats."

"Please" I moaned, clutching my stomach "I can't hold it much more"

"Well you'll have to. You took 46 minutes too long so you will have to wait 46 minutes before you get a release."

"No no no please please, I can't, I can't take it, I'm going to explode, I have to, I'll do anything, any punishment." I blubbered and thrashed out, not really cognizant of what I was saying or doing. The thought of being unable to release for most of an hour was beyond imaginable and panic that he would leave me and keep his word made me lose it completely.

It took a hard slap to my face to stem by babble and at least still me long enough to hear him out. "I can increase the intensity and shorten the time to 10 minutes if that's what you prefer."

"Yes, ok, please m'Lord. Anything. Just release me soon." I gasped.

"It means taking another 250ml..."

"Anything m'Lord, Anything. Please hurry." I didn't care what it took. Nothing can be worse than this pressure in me. I would rip open my own ass if it meant I can gain a respite.

"As you wish." If I was a little more with it, I would've trembled at his smile.

Without warning, he kicked the boxes from under my feet, my full weight falling heavily onto the dildo as it buried itself in me once again. The unexpectedness and brutality gave me little time to prepare and my body screamed with the sudden need to accommodate the dildo with more than 4L of water.  I was still recovering when he grabbed a rope and threw it over a ceiling rafter, attaching my tied hands to one end and the elastic string of my nipple clamp to the other.  I was now stretched painfully upward and any attempts to bring my arms down only tugged at my nipple clamps, tightening them even further.

Pulling out a small an enema bag, he held it in front of me. "I have here 1 cup of concentrated liquid soap. It'll mix nicely with your enema and give you a thorough cleaning, though I'm afraid the cramping will be something you'll have to endure."

Ignoring my desperate pleas, he proceeded to pump the soap into me. Within minutes, I felt the cramps intensify, tearing through me like a knife twisting around my intestines. I reflexively tried to curl up but the bondage of my arms only allowed me a few inches of movement at the price of yanking my nipples tighter. As the tension on the clamps became too much to bear, I arched back, gaining a brief second of respite before another cramp slammed into me, curling me up again. Back and forth I jerked unable to control my body's response. The unyielding dildo intensified the pressure and prevented me from curling up my lower half or collapsing on the floor. My cries took on an inhumane sound, no longer coherent in my pleas. Wave after wave, the cramps came, like my body was trying to twist out the pressure. Never had I experienced such extreme pain. It radiated internally rather than externally and felt deeper because of it. Time stood still; each second felt like hours, each minute felt like an eternity. My senses turned inward, trying to combat the invasion that raged within me that I didn't even notice when he released my arms and pulled me off the dildo.

Placing me on the concrete floor near the stairs, he laid me on my back and stretched my arms out on either side like a 'T', securing them to rings in the floor. A rope around my hips pulled me upwards until my body was directly over my head. Then my legs were pulled apart and downwards in a V-shape, tying them taut to the same rings my wrists were secured on.

"There, almost ready." I heard him say. His words just faintly reaching through my haze of pain. He added a nose hook that stopped my head from turning sided to side and kept my chin pointed up.  "I'll leave you to empty yourself out now."

I had barely begun to process what was happening when he reached around and deflated my butt plug. The water exploded out of me, shooting straight up before raining back on me. On and on I gushed like a fountain, water and shit pouring down my upturned face. I tried to keep my mouth closed but with my chin raised water flooded my nose, causing me to choke and splutter. The stench was horrific and what hit my mouth was both bitter and salty, making me want to gag.

As the flow trickled down, I realized that he had left and I was now to remain fully exposed with my butt in the air, my body dripping with shit. I longed to wipe my face but with my hands tied and my head secured, I had no choice but to keep my eyes tightly closed and let the shit dry on me. Every once and a while, another cramp would ripple through and my body would expel more soapy water. Lacking the pressure of before, these would just gurgle upward, bubbling noisily from my butt before slowly trickling down my body, pooling between my chest or dripping down my neck. It always seemed to happen when one of the girls walked by and more then once, I heard their titters of disgust. My face burned with shame as I imagined what a scene I must make.

I have no clue how long I stayed there, whether it was minutes or hours. In my discomfort, I was unable to sleep despite my exhaustion; my muscles aching for release against the strain of the extreme bondage. These aches blurred and compounded with the throbbing pain from my punishment until I could no longer tell where one agony ended and another started. All I could do was endure, waiting at the mercy of m'Lord's return

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Somtimes I fantasise about bdsm and being a domThe room has one door and no windows with the only light coming from 4 floor lamps positioned in each of the rooms four corners. They illuminate a low wooden box which sits in the middle of the room. The box is just over foot square and made of pine with a number of rings screwed to its sides and top surface. These can be used to restrain an uncooperative fidget slave if necessary. Two chalk lines are drawn on the box the purpose of which will...

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Punishment and Reward Via Remote control

Jamie lives half the country away. This would be fine, except Jamie is my submissive, is collared to me and is my lover and friend.In order to overcome these difficulties, we manage to use a couple of tools, and use them well. First and foremost, of course, is the airplane. We can scrape the money together to fly, one to the other or vice versa about every other month. It's the days in between those visits, however, which are truly difficult.Our second tool is the phone. We chat about life, we...

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Punishment

The room was still in darkness when I awoke. It took a few moments for me to realize where I was. There was one thing for sure, I hadn’t been dreaming.I was in a cage, so I must be at Master Dieter’s place. Minor cramping in my gut kept reminding me thatI needed to have a bowel movement.I hoped someone would be along soon. My mouth was dry and I was very thirsty. That Pilsen crap didn’t quench the thirst it only made it worse. I had not been permitted to brush my teeth so my mouth had a...

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Punishment

The room was still in darkness when I awoke. It took a few moments for me to realize where I was. There was one thing for sure, I hadn't been dreaming.I was in a cage, so I must be at Master Dieter's place. Minor cramping in my gut kept reminding me thatI needed to have a bowel movement.I hoped someone would be along soon. My mouth was dry and I was very thirsty. That Pilsen crap didn't quench the thirst it only made it worse. I had not been permitted to brush my teeth so my mouth had a...

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Punishment

Punishment? It had never gotten easy for her to raise a growing boy all by herself. Lisa just came home from work, a couple of hours earlier then normal thanks to a big account being finished completely. She had also received a big bonus, which always was a good thing in her household. Her son Frank had had his fifteenth birthday a couple of months ago, and by now she did not have a good insight into his life and thoughts. To her he seemed to be a loner, even on his birthday there had...

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punishment 3

it was quiet in the house for a month until a phone call from the school about scot they found d**gs in his locker he is suspended from school while they investigate'scot take your clothes off and go stand in the middle of the garden facing brians house for 10 minutes' kevin says 'you know the rules your punishment will start now'scot knows better then to try to argue strips goes out into the garden facing brians house he puts a hand in front of his limp cock'hands on your head' sally tells...

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Punishment

Over the years, I’ve written many stories. Some include an element of spanking, albeit quite light. I have to admit, I do like the occasional situation where, usually as part of foreplay, or during sex, I get a kick out of being spanked. A hard slap, or two, across my bum cheeks, while I’m being taken doggy style, always adds that little extra thrill. On occasion, a particular friend of mine has used a leather belt on me. Actually, that’s one situation I do like. Standing there, watching a man...

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Punishment for copying in exam

My own private heaven and hell. Its not that the kids are rowdy, or that I hate my work, its. She sits there, an innocent angel. Even her name fits, mala. Eighteen years old, and already turning heads. Today she is wearing what must have been her idea of a schoolgirl’s uniform. White shirt that left a small band of skin showing at the bottom. Green plaid short skirt (mid-thigh) & boots. Damn this girl/woman is beautiful! Her hair shines in the light, a chestnut color, and her eyes are a...

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Punishment ParkChapter 4

Hortense sneered with a curt spitefulness as Clara and Norma revelled in seeing her to a piece of ground on the outskirts of the park, lying fallow, the earth uneven, and showing an abundance of plant growth, unlike anywhere else in the park, the wicked looks of the three directed at Tanner as he was led up to them on his leash, whipped smartly there by Georgina. As Hortense simmered, guessing the reason for the disturbed ground, Madam Norma Greer stood hand on hip, and barked at him. “Well?...

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Punishment 5

Punishment 5 - by Debbie Johnson Chapter 1 - Delivery It was now Friday morning at 10.00am. Jim was standing in front of the full-length hallway mirror reciting his mantra. He was reciting it there, because Karen insisted he now do it there, so that he would have a visual aid to help get his mind-set as feminine as possible. As he said each part of his mantra (which he was instructed to do in as feminine a voice as possible) he was to gaze at any part of his body that his...

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Punishment Coming Soon

– Day 1 – In hindsight, it was one of the moronic things I had ever done! The only excuse I can offer is that I was a bored 19 years old on a hot summer’s afternoon. Mother and I had gone into town to go shopping. She had bought some clothes for me, but most of the afternoon had been looking for boutiques for Mom. It was my last summer of freedom before fall semester began, and This was”NOT” how I wanted to spend my time. I suggested that I go browse some shops myself while she did her...

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Punishment Day

The beautiful naked blonde hung on the whipping ladder which was cleverly designedto allow her entire body to be exposed ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????? PUNISHMENT DAY The beautiful naked white woman hung face down on the ? Whipping Ladder ? which was cleverly designed? to allow her entire body to be exposed . The Ladder was one half meter wide at the base and tapered to only a few centimeters at the top. It was inclined at 45 degrees and mounted on a platform to...

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Punishment

I step into the bedroom and Nicole winces at the light as it moves into the blackened room. She squints to see me but I'm a silhouette before the illuminated doorway moving slow towards her as she straddles the coffee table, her body impaled deeply on phallic silicone. Her ankles restrained to table legs and wrists bound to wrists. She trembles and sweats, her chest heaves nervously and each step I take towards her causes her breath to quicken. I've left her alone in the dark for an hour and...

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Punishment

Monday morning. Time to get up, have my breakfast and go to school again. After a few moments, I sat up in bed, brushed the hair from my eyes, yawned and stretched, swung back the duvet and put my feet into my low- heeled mules before standing up and re-arranging my nightie which had managed to wind itself round my waist again during the night. Into the bathroom for the morning wash and brush-up before returning to my bedroom to dress for the day's activities. As it was a...

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Punishment 4

Punishment 4 - by Debbie Johnson Chapter 1 - Decision A few moments passed, as Jim, Maria and Karen, all for their own reasons, sat silently on the sofa and collected their thoughts. As Jim sat, squeezed in between the two girls, his mind ever awhirl, he desperately tried to think of some way out of the surreal mess he now found himself firmly entrenched within. His gaze shifted downwards towards his legs. Legs which were sheathed in dark, sheer tights. Girls legs for sure! His...

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Punishment

You are sitting at a bar wearing a thin low-cut blouse with the top three buttons undone showing your huge cleavage. The pushup bra is giving your breasts the support they need to lift them higher. The bra stops just below your nipples so the cool air makes them hard and well noticed through the thin blouse.I'm sitting behind you just out of your view. I see a man hitting on you and you're flirting back with him by laughing at his jokes. You're even allowing him to touch your smooth bare...

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Punishment And Reward

He was trembling as he knelt before her, awaiting her next action. he was both excited and scared of what might happen. They had been teasing and playing online previous to this meeting and the last time they played he had cum without permission and then freaked out and hastily left without explanation. He knew that she must be really mad at him and that his behavior had been unacceptable. It took a few days before she had answered his messages and he had been worried that she might not want to...

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Punishment of NatalieChapter 1

Natalie was a bitch! She was rude to everyone. She was a luscious piece of 17-yr old ass and she knew it. She thought this gave her the right to put down anyone and everyone. She was wrong as she would soon find out. Natalie opened her front door. She was wearing tight hot pants that showed her cunt-crack. She was wearing a tight tee top that was stretched almost translucent over her firm tits. Her nipples poked eagerly though the fabric. She looked out at 15-yr old Bill with disdain. He...

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Punishment

Punishment Some people are strange, and some people are quite ordinary. In their owneyes at least. Take me - ordinary, married (once), thirty or so, so-so job,good looking enough to have a sex life that means I pick up girls and fuckthem.I like that. Fucking. I like young bodies, tight cunts and big breasts.Yeah... big breasts. Preferably tied up, pierced, roped, branded, clamped,tight, fucked... I life that, watching as my cock ploughs through breaststied so tight they are purple. And maybe...

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Punishment From Master

Kneeling in the floor of T/their dungeon the tears slowly sliding down her cheeks she awaits Him. Why? She wonders to herself did she not obey. She saw the anger in His eyes and heard it in His voice. Now she awaits His punishment. She knows he is waiting til his temper cools as that is T/their rule. He will never punish her while angry. How long she has been waiting she is not sure but it seems like an eternity for her. As her shoulders shake with the sobs she tries to hold in she hears Him...

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Punishment For a Sissy IV

Punishment For a Sissy IV By PJD The silence in the cell was prolonged, each of the watching women waited for the housekeepers reaction. When it came they were cold measured words, not the hysterical screaming torrent of abuse, they had expected from the spinster. "For your behaviour to me and the girls, you will be punished, but not now we have to much to do, tomorrow you will be thrashed in front of the entire staff." She pushed the whimpering sissy back onto the bed, "Now...

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Punishment Or Treat

It all starts with the platonic love and the feelings for each other takes you in the deep ocean of the love and you don’t even realize, when the ocean of love gets murkier and you tend to re-think about… about a lot many things. Let me start with it, I’ll tell you, my Gf was like a cupid with bow and arrow. Don’t you believe ? Yes, she was at least for me. I always like her sweet little kisses and her sweet smell of her persona (or maybe her perfume). She was gorgeous and I wouldn’t say any...

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punishment fit the crime of Josie

Josie's Beginning by puppy girl ?? This was my punishment for cheating on my wife. I was always a crossdresser and really enjoyed the role-playing scenes with my wife Sarina. But I was selfish and wanted to enjoy some extra-marital affairs with other women. Sarina at first was put-off by my crossdressing but after a few years she got more and more involved. To the point that we would go out as girlfriends, or I'd be her "barbie doll" and she would pick out my clothes or decide what make-up to...

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Punishment of NatalieChapter 10

As Mr. Williams had predicted, within a half hour-- Natalie sucking the whole time-- the doorbell rang. Mr. Williams hollered "Come on in, it's open!" In stormed Tiffany with her father in tow. She was still sputtering. "Do you see? Do you see? Natalie's being raped and sodomized." Mr. Williams waved at Tiffany's father Frank Jones and said serenely, "Come on in Frank, grab a chair." Natalie was busily slurping Bill's cock. Fred's own cock got hard. But given Mr. William's...

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Punishment

I phone you in your office, I am actually sitting outside your building looking up at your window. I tell you that I'm downstairs and would really like to see you, "ohhhhhh and by the way... I have no knickers on". I know you are looking out your window at me, I am wearing a skirt just above my knees and I part my legs just a bit to give you an impression..... you cant see detail from where you are, but you get the general idea.You come down to meet me, its the first time we meet in person. You...

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punishment 1

We had been out the night before and had a wild night just for a change with a Cuckold couple and when we got home you were so turned on that you totally forgot yourself and as we walked in the door you grabbed my cock and said fuck me now please.You had your collar on and had forgotten yourself slut but I let this slip pass as I pushed you on to the bed and slowly fucked you as we pleasured each other slowly licking and sucking every inch of each other’s bodies, before I entered your warm and...

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Punishment with Anton volume 1

This story follows on from wife takes more black cock About a month passed from our night spent with Anton in the hotel and during that time myself and Hannah had had some of the best sex that we have ever had. She had become far more open about her sexuality and far more willing to try different experiences. It was a Wednesday night and we were sitting together watching TV when out of the blue Hannah said can we arrange to meet up with Anton this weekend? I was a bit shocked at first because...

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punishment 2

a week later jane is in trouble again this time she was found smoking 'what the hells wrong with you ? you know thats bad for you and we don't allow it in our house ' kevin says'i'm sorry please it won't happen again don't punish me please ' jane says'no you know the rules you should have behaved' sally says 'strip everything off right now'jane strips in front of sarah scot and her parents 'go stand outside in the back garden for 10 minutes legs spread hands on your head' kevin says'no please...

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punishment not pleasure

blackstrokerPunishment Not Pleasure My older sister Sadie, a most appropriate name judging from her nature, is a fat, foul mouthed, mean spirited, tom boyish bitch. Since we were k**s she was always beating up on somebody, I included. At nineteen she is three years older and a whole lot bigger than me, taking after my big strapping mom, while I am a version of my slim wiry and muscular dad. Since we’ve become grown up she no longer hits me, because she realizes that although I am smaller, I...

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Punishment

       He met her at her car and stopped short at the sight of a baby seat in the back seat.  He looked at her questioningly. ?I'm... having a baby..? she said.  His face froze; ?Are you serious?? he asked.  ?No? she replied as she burst out laughing, ?I've been babysitting but oh my god you should have seen your face it was hilarious!?  His face became expressionless. ?That wasn't funny? he said. ?Oh yes it was!? she replied.  As her laughter slowed he said ?No, it really wasn't Rebecca....?...

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Punishment Most Severe

This is a story I wrote some time ago.It's a little primitive and not particularly well written. But I thoughtI'd post it all the same. The fantasy type is pretty specific so it willnot appeal to everyone's taste. Punishment Most Severe It was a place of execution. She knew because that was what they said wasto be her fate today. She had never thought of herself as a spy. True, shehad done some jobs for the French Resistance from her position as a secretaryat the Gestapo Headquarters, but she...

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Punishment

Introduction: Chloes fling in a hotel with her boyfriend was nice, but all good things must come to an end. Now it was time for her to take the punishment she knew was coming. Chloe Leto slumped in the seat of her boyfriends Bentley as he drove her home. The wind blew through the window and tousled her curly black hair. She braided it quickly, trying to contain it. You okay, babe? Luke asked as he gave her knee a squeeze, You havent said a word since we left the hotel. Yeah, She sighed and...

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Punishment for a Sissy VII

Punishment for a Sissy VII By PJD Joan Cartwright glared at the broken sobbing sissy standing in front of her. As he cringed beneath her severe contemptuous gaze she thought, 'You don't understand the true reason why I intend to reduce you to a spineless snivelling sissy do you? No, you believe its because Wanda and I discovered you wearing her underwear If that were the true reason sissy. Wanda and I would have simply have paraded you in front of our friends, with a notice...

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Punishment

Bella raced home, her mind contemplating her future if her parents saw the newspaper. Splashed all over it was her spreading her legs wide for any man willing to get a quick fuck. She knew she would suffer from her actions, if not from teasing from friends who witnessed it, but from her family, if they ever found out. Her heart racing wildly, Bella sprinted faster. She had to get to the paper before they did. * She saw her fathers' car parked in the driveway along side her brothers'. Damn it,...

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Punishment of NatalieChapter 4

Mr. Williams re-entered the room as the time was up. Bill's cock was somewhat weary but still an imposing sight. Mr. Williams looked at it and said, "I see that Natalie has had a good working over. Has she been fully obedient and enthusiastic?" Natalie blanched as Bill answered, "No she has not. She failed to address me as 'master' on two occasions and did a poor job of sucking my cock after I butt-fucked her." He turned on her and almost shouted, "So you need a caning and further...

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Punishment for a Sissy II

Punishment for a Sissy By PJD The sissy lay on the bedroom floor crying in pain, his panty covered balls aching from the savage treatment they had received from Wanda and her mother Mrs. June Cartwright. Unable to use his hands to ease the pain he rolled over and over the floor in a vain attempt to ease the agony, his petticoat riding up his nylon stockings and over his hips exposing the pink nylon panties. Tears pouring down his face, nylon covered legs kicking into the...

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Punishment For A Sissy V

Punishment For A Sissy V By PJD The sissy lay over the chair sobbing, tears coursing down his face. Never had he experienced such terrible pain, his arse was on fire, from the thrashing he had received from the elderly housekeeper, and then the pain of the needle as the doctor had injected estrogens into his ravage arse. "Well, let's get on with our duties ladies." said Miss Smith. "What about Panties?" Enquired Natasha. "Leave her where she is," said Mrs Cartwright...

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Punishment for a Sissy VI

Punishment for a Sissy VI By PJD Miss Jones, on hearing Mrs. Cartwright command to enter, opened the study door. And led the naked, hairless, chained sissy into the room, followed by the servants. The two young maids following Panties into study, smiled at each other anticipating further punishment for the sissy, their tiny nylon panties already damp at the sissy's humiliation. "Bring her into centre of the room Miss Joans." commanded Mrs. Cartwright. The sissy was led into...

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