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The Punishment Files: Volumes 1-3: Thirty Spanking Stories

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I really don’t see that happening,” I said, starting to get concerned over the direction of this discussion. We’d filed under mutual consent, and as far as I knew, that description still accurately reflected both our feelings. But if Mary changed her status and pulled me into court, my confidence about being able to easily support both of us living separately could change dramatically. The iron maiden is a torture device widely believed to have been used in Europe during the Middle Ages. This notorious contraption is also known as the Virgin (a reference to the Virgin Mary), and Jungfer (German for spinster). The iron maiden is a human-sized box laden with spikes on the inside. A victim would be forced inside the iron maiden and would be impaled by the spikes when the torture device was shut. Every week we would go for bail at court—the holding cells were overcrowded, and often we’d end up at a police station for a week, until going to court again, and then off somewhere else. Finally I pull the hose from her throat. Barb instantly vomits, water spewing out her open mouth. Again-- another frothy, choking gush down her tits, her swollen stomach. Then she’s gurgling, gasping through the ring gag. She hangs there from her wrists, pinned on the wooden horse, just struggling to breathe. She held herself still. The paddle crashed into her bare bottom, forcing a wave of throbbing pain as her stinging skin sizzled. Proud to take it bare, her sex swept pleasure towards her pain. The paddle blasted her butt, its broad expanse overlapping previous swats. Absorbing the heavy impacts she deserved, she gasped as pain surge through her bottom.

Sara shook her head, tears flinging off her face, toes curling, and made frantic muffled cries as her past lover slashed deep into the heels of both feet, buried the scalpel so that blood rushed forth and the tendons were torn apart. We were high school sweethearts. I was the class nerd, into math and science, and Mary was the poet, never without a good book. My social skills were limited to answering direct questions with direct answers, rarely initiating a conversation. She was friendly and outgoing—at least compared to me—but not a risk taker. In this tender period piece, a woman in a Puritan society is falsely accused of being a witch and is put on trial. (7,555 words.) I don’t care if you hate me, Peter,” Jenny continues, putting away her phone. “If you don’t listen, I will send the signal to your uncle and in the blink of an eye—that bike will be dust.” Plagiarism? Cheating? Forging our signatures?" roared her father, and suddenly Stacy knew what this was about. She tried to weasel her way out, begged for mercy, at least a delayed punishment (“Spank me on Monday, please!”), but her parents were too upset to grant her any kind of reprieve.The universe offered up a shrouded windfall on Golders Green in the form of a plump, leather wallet—engorged with sausage and mash, and a fantail of colourful credit cards. Peter’s eyes grow wide as he looks at his bike danglingly from a crane. “You f’ing dare. Just you f’ing dare!” I can see how you might feel that way, John,” Sue said. “But if you could play along with us, it would make a big difference to Mary’s emotional state. And, I’ve suggested to her if you kept that key in a kitchen drawer in case of an emergency, then you would feel less trapped and Mary would know it was there when you were off at work, or wherever.”

Stacy’s spankings were always long and hard, for her parents were thorough and strict, but this one took the cake. Her mother plum wore out that board on her ass, paddling her steadily for nearly 15 minutes. She only paused a few times to test the temperature of her daughter’s butt with her hand, deciding it could use more and continuing with the hard wallops. My cell had an en-suite bathroom with a giant bath. Some days I'd have two or three baths, just to waste some time. Lowering her in his powerful arms, he lay her on their dark cherry wood floor. Tiny repeated ripples stole her conscience sex as he settled beside her.The most gruesome aspect of this device is that it doubles as a sort of musical device for the ‘entertainment’ of the onlookers. As the heated metal seared the victim’s flesh, he or she would scream in agony. These screams were channeled into “small sounding pipes in the nostrils” of the bull, which resulted in a bellowing sound. In Diodorus’ account, Perillos is claimed to have said to the tyrant “his cries of pain will give you pleasure as they come through the pipes in the nostrils.” I understand this will be punishment at first Peter,” Jenny says. “But yes, I want you to have control over what Penny looks like. I believe you will learn a lot from this.” We always knew we would marry, and when I was nineteen—she a year younger—we tied the knot. I married my high school sweetheart, and we settled down together, me working my way through college, and Mary taking a clerical job to make ends meet. And it was good. At first. The goal of Ancient Origins is to highlight recent archaeological discoveries, peer-reviewed academic research and evidence, as well as offering alternative viewpoints and explanations of science, archaeology, mythology, religion and history around the globe.

In the former Kingdom of Siam (now Thailand), elephants were trained to toss their victims into the air before crushing them to death. In the Kingdom of Cochinchina (southern Vietnam), criminals were tied to a stake and an elephant would charge into them and crush them to death. Metal Masks to Shame You into Good BehaviorSara couldn’t help but blush in embarrassment as all three men's eyes were upon her, raking across her bare skin hungrily so much that she thought she could feel them touching her. Richard stroked her cheek and her hair, uttered in her ear, teeth skimming along the lobe, “It’ll all be alright, darling. Just submit willfully and it won’t hurt as much.” In our state, there’s a waiting period of six months after filing for a Mutual Consent Divorce, and neither Mary nor I was in a hurry for me to move out of our house. So, during the waiting period, I moved my things to the larger of our two spare bedrooms. Mary was okay with that. Though no longer intimate, we were still sweethearts. My intent was to find a place closer to where I worked I could move into when the divorce was final. I thought it would be great to ride my bike to the office, or even walk on nice days. I just hadn’t taken the time to do any serious looking. In retrospect, I should have hired someone to do the looking for me. Good for you, John,” Susan said. “That’s most appreciated. Now, if you’ll show us, Mary can put that worry out of her mind.”

She spread my knees apart and gently began lubing my rear passage. I felt the tip of something cool touch me and begin sliding inside: something long, cylindrical, and slightly textured. He returned, closing their bedroom door, carrying their short brown leather discipline strap. Folded over like a belt and stitched together, a split on the curled end doubled its sting. It appeared innocent, but she'd experienced its punishing power. That’s not going to happen. The way things have been at work, I haven’t had time to meet anyone, much less get involved with them. Besides, how would it change things if I did? It’s not as if Mary and I are still having sexual relations.” It’s a wonder that he can see at all!” he blurted, “do you have any idea as to the energy and effort it takes to constantly try to focus with these limitations?” A joke!?” Keri gasps. “You drove the principles car off a cliff! How is that a joke, Peter? People could have been killed!”

It's wonderful watching a happy young couple," Mrs. Davenport replied. "Thank you for your reassurance. After twenty years, our employees' futures matter." He caressed her cheek and kissed her lips. She responded, grateful for his tenderness, and hot as hell. "I'm sorry," she murmured, tremors of guilt throbbing through her core. When a distant dad and his rebellious teenage daughter are trapped at home by a pandemic, he has to learn how to discipline.

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