Punishment Chastity Stories

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Dirty Me

by DirtyMeStoryTime on Jun 6, 2016
Miscellaneous

A shadowy shape grabs you, stripping away your clothes, leaving you standing there, mesmerized. Shadowy hands unzip your skirt, unclasping the top. Your skirt falls to the floor, unbound, showing off your long, shapely legs, and your red, lacy panties. Your shirt is pulled up, inching its way along your skin, more and more showing, exposing your stomach, you...

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State of Undress

by ThomasMoro on May 12, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Some time in the mid-21st century, everything changes. Forced nudity becomes legal. "Temporary" nudity becomes acceptable as a legal punishment. Permanent nudity is officially acknowledged and nude marriage -- particularly ceremonies in which only one partner, usually the woman, is naked -- becomes the law of the land. Nudity becomes the new dress...

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Letter

by Abberlaine on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

John, I have never heard of such insolent meager behavior that you have reflected in your recent letter to Mistress Sofia. With impulse of repulsive pity I agreed to grace your miserable pretentious existence with a letter; however I feel a tremendous intuition of your incapability to comprehend this act, and I cannot expect any more from an undeserving pie...

Boarding School

by LittleDeepthroater on Jul 1, 2016
Amateur

Sumnima Rai, a young and beautiful Nepalese girl was standing at the doors of what was to be her home for the next couple of months. It was barely her first day, yet her friend Garima had shown her around the grounds already. She knew it was going to be tough living away from home. Was she ready though? Sumnima herself was always considered among the most at...

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Glutton for Punishment

by ofhabit on Sep 21, 2004
BDSM

I'm not sure where it stems from, but I love abuse. For me, sex isn't exciting if it's not dangerous, or kinky; pleasure just isn't that pleasurable unless it's mixed with a little bit of pain. Pain is sharper, more noticable, more real than "pleasure" ever is. I suppose it's not right, but it feels that way to me. My favorite girlfriends have alwa...

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A night at the opera

by leatherslave on Mar 12, 2018
BDSM

Balthazar and Grace Harper had everything a luxury west-end appartment. A nice cottage at the countryside. Cars and horses. Both were brought up the traditional upper class way with nanny, broading school, elite university and so on. They meet at university fooled around some time broke up re-united when it dawned to them that each other would be a social ac...

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Hire a punisher

by Forthinu on Apr 22, 2012
BDSM

Imagine your have spent years in the prison for a crime you have not committed. You have been charged by your ex for a rape she had made up, and you were sentenced by a female judge without any proof. Finally, you are free again, but you get no job, you have no more money, no friends, no place to stay. You are strong, very well-hung, tall and not bad looking...

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For fuck's sake, don't rape anyone

by tallywhacker on Jul 5, 2014
Humor & Satire

Name: Jur Nurik Species: Shambling Mass, mothered by Boskop "A Boskop mother? must mean you pretty smart." Natalie, one of the college advisers for inhuman students, reviewed the monster's transcript. She was a 38 year old panther-morph. She was mostly human in appearance, only betrayed by her perky ears and swishing tail. She had a svelte body and...

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Life of a Slave

by Durzan on Apr 19, 2020
Fantasy

Note: This story is a reimagining of the story of Slaves Life by Tapdancingfish, which only had about 30 pages in it in total between the two or three authors who worked on it before it was abandoned. So, I adopted it. Your spine shivers with excitement as you approach the slave docks for the first time since you were a boy. Today is your day of reckoning;...

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Executrix Khalidah

by bondanon on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

"Concentrate. Keep still. Don't move" Beverly silently recited, as the antique razor's glittering blade slid across her face and over her neck, then continued downward, pausing briefly at the first of the leather bands which bound her above and below her breasts, tighter almost than she imagined possible, to the gymnastic horse along which she was stretched....