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

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Mom…?” Peter says softly, trying to gain her attention. “Why would you let this witch do this to me!? Mom…!?” Look Peter,” she laughs, knowing she has the upper hand. “Your uncle has it down at the junkyard. Just so happens to be hanging over the crusher. Would be a shame if all that work went to waste because you wouldn’t let ol’ auntie Jenny help you.”

Barb lets out a long wail and starts to cry. She’s bawling through the ring gag, shaking all over, legs spread like she’s begging me to reach in and unplug her.Another example of trial by ordeal was the ‘trial by Host (the Holy Eucharist)’, reserved for priests accused of committing crimes or perjury. In this trial, the accused would go before the altar and pray aloud that God would choke him if he lied. He would then take the Host. It was believed that if the priest was guilty, he would either choke or have difficulty swallowing. Aboriginal Executioner - Kurdaitcha Man Facing their long dining table, she rubbed one die between her fingers. 'Five' would provide protection against the blistering oak, although five thunderous swats would be furious punishment. Maybe one vicious swat on her bare skin fitted her crime.

When I stop the tap and disconnect the nozzle, Barb keeps screaming. Her asshole spasms around the plug, but she’s too tight to leak. Her flat little belly is bloated out from all the water. 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.” Sara awoke to two men tugging the blankets off her and pulling her out of the bed. Her eyes flew open and she immediately knew what was happening: they were taking her to the torture chamber. Jenny then holds up her phone and shows Peter a picture of his pride and joy. Last summer he restored an old Harley Davidson motorcycle. He’s so pleased with it; he only rides it on special occasions. Yet, she has a picture of it. I needed that hope, because already I wanted to fill my diaper with my bananas so badly: I didn't know how much longer I could hold out.She twists on the chain to watch me. At the wall, I unloop a hose and attach a special nozzle to the end of it: three inches long, skinny, silicone. Naturally, she was found out. Her teacher was suspicious as the writing style was nothing like her own, using sophisticated words Stacy didn’t know. A bit of researched turned up the identical essay online and Stacy was busted. She sobbingly confessed and begged for another chance, terrified that if she failed the class she wouldn’t graduate. She obeyed, her skin stretching taut, swamping her paddled bottom in a storm of fresh sting. Appalled by her prospective pain, she cherished his ruthless zeal. Life in Rhinocolura was brutal. There was hardly a drop of water in the whole city, the only source was polluted wells. Still, the people survived, catching fish in the sea with reed nets and hunting the few quails that would fly by. Chris lands himself in trouble at school while his parents are away. His sister devises a suitable punishment for him, agreed to by the school.