#spring punishment

[sabrina-christiansen]

Everything hurt, but the worst part was that she hadn’t had her morning coffee. The professor decided on spending the night in her own suite rather than Keith’s place. She had a little project that she wanted to finish without him groaning about the light from her laptop illuminating the entire room when he was trying to rest. It had been a good idea until the guards stormed her room, dragging her to the courtyard where she’d been stripped and bound. The rouge thoughts from those in a similar position tormented the professor. She might not be able to hear through normal means, but their thoughts were clear. Add this to the punishment of not being bound like some of the others. When the shadow feel over her, protecting Brina from the sun, she whimpered. Hands pulled at her blindfold. She blinked up at the man, eyes slowly adjusting to the light.

@keith-crane​

[berserkermagnus]

Never Again!!! - Magnus/Jude

As was his usual, Magnus was asleep in the nude, tossing back and forth in his sleep thanks to the fuckery of this past week.  Years of combat and training had made him a light sleeper, so the sound of a 12 foot tall 2 ton bear crashing to the floor jolted him awake.  Throwing himself out of bed, the berserker immediately grabbed for the blades that he kept everywhere throughout the house.  "My love, wake up.  Something isn't right, I think I just heard Bumbles collapse."  Stalking around the bed, he waved at Jude to stay behind him as he approached the doorway to their bedroom, his head on a swivel as he searched for targets.  An unfamiliar shape moved into the hallway leading to the room and Magnus let one of the knives fly and was rewarded with a scream of pain as more shadowy figures moved into the hallway.  All he could think of were the images of Barca invading the island when he came to kill Magnus on behalf of Aster.  He would never let someone get that close to hurting his family again.  "Jude!  Get out, people are coming for us!"  His heart clenched at the thought of someone hurting his Cause, the very core of his being as a berserker.  He would gladly die before anything happened to her.  "RUN!!!!!"

@heyxmissxjude​

[genevieve-wranmyer]

Genevieve quivered on the ground. She’d been beaten and bruised throughout the day. She knew that there would be another who was normally so kind harming her. She’d been forced to harm others. What she was forced to do to others hurt just as much as the marks on her skin. Feeling the sting of a whip on her back, she whimpered, crawling into herself, wishing to escape the pain. She couldn’t see or hear anything, but she felt it. “I’m sorry.” She wasn’t apologizing for being bad. She had done nothing wrong. Instead, she apologized for the person having to punish her. She didn’t know who they were,  but she doubted they wanted this either. She looked towards the figure behind her. “Do what you need to.” 

@slaveavery​

[alexandreamarlow]

Just Pretend | Self Para

​From the moment the guards turned up unannounced at her door Lex knew something was very very wrong as they pried Levi away from her. Witnessing the struggle made Lexi soon realise that she’d been an absolute fool to think that a claim could protect Levi from the Institute’s cruelty. 

Hands trembled at her sides as a familiar creeping numbness enveloped the vampire as stillness and silence swallowed her home. Left with only her deafening thoughts. Was she a coward for not retaliating? Had Dante and the administration finally managed to extinguish that disobedience within her? More unsettlingly, was she now deemed as a cruel mistress? So adverse to returning to those cells had she lost herself in the process.  

Bile coiled in her gut as she swiftly approached the main campus, hands clawed at her sides. This wasn’t the first mass punishment she had attended and doubted it would be her last. There had been a shift at the school in these past few months, she sensed that something bad was on the horizon. The professor knew that she was expected to participate in the torture as her absence would have surely been noted. Torture had come second nature to Alexandrea at one stage in her long life following her Sire’s teachings. Perhaps it would serve its purpose here. 

Quickly she surveyed the vast line up of slaves and ‘soft’ masters and mistresses. She didn’t allow herself to linger long enough to recognise any of their faces, to dwell on what she intended to do before she collected the smooth handle of a whip from a guard nearby. 

She was promised complete anonymity. 

All it took was for one familiar heart wrenching cry to reach her to break her steely composure. The vampire soon saw red drawing her wrist back.  

[novaxwalker]

Spring Punishment | K&N (backdated)

kanewhelan​:

“Now this… is the type of sweat I enjoy workin’ up.”

Stretching his neck muscles, Kane tossed the cracked paddle to the side, casually before turning in search of a new tool. He had lost count of how many he had ruined, but with the fun he was having, he couldn’t even find a reason to complain how poorly these tools were made. He held onto the sturdy handle of the new dark whip, switching it over to his other hand to get a good feel of it before settling on it. Turning back to the individual, he pulled on the whip tight before smiling, “So, where were we?”

Well shit... She knew she’d had a reason to be scared. No matter how much better Dylan had tried to make her feel, bless him, she knew it was all a big streaming load. She had already been terrorized, both mentally and physically, and in her mind there seemed to be no end. Or..maybe there was. The sadistic fuck who had been using her ass for paddle practice finally stopped, Nova’s body going limp in both pain and relief. Maybe she’d have a break now, and maybe even someone who she hadn’t pissed off would take pity on her. But, even blindfolded and earplugged-ed, she could sense the asshole hadn’t left. What were they going to do now...

@kanewhelan​

[daisyxlynch]

Spring Punishment | I&D (backdated)

blood-redivy​:

The fact that they all were lined up blindfolded and with earplugs was Ivy’s perfect cover.  It was a way for her to stretch her muscles without anyone seeing her face, a way to be discreet and really induce some fear, with minimal repercussions.  It had been quite a long time since she really let all her powers loose, and this was the perfect playground.  One simple touch was all that was needed.  

It was like window-shopping down the quad.  Anyone with blindfolds off were ones she kept her distance from, keeping herself hidden behind other masters or even those poor souls chained up in public.  Finally she found her mark, keeping herself quiet in her flat Converse shoes, and realizing - she was pretty hungry.  Sizing up her next victim, she raised her hand so quickly to backhand them across their cheek.  Establishing touch immediately, and no doubt a shock to the senses.

Daisy was terrified, and not afraid to let it show. This wasn’t supposed to be happening! She was claimed, she should have been safe. A naïve way to look at things, Daisy knew. She had been punished when she’d been with Scott. They both had been, suffering the consequences of their bond more than once. The memories brought a fresh round of tears to the witch’s eyes, along with a fresh wave of fear. Did that mean that Dakota was going to be hurt this time too? Daisy didn’t have much time to dwell on that, as all of a sudden a hand made sharp contact with her cheek.

The redhead gasped and cried out in shock, wavering on the spot. “I...I’m sorry. Please..please don’t hurt me. I’ll do whatever you want I promise!”

@blood-redivy​

[mistressxgrace]

Punishment | G&V (backdated)

Well...look at where she had ended up.. If anyone had told Grace that she would be in this position when she had first arrived on the island, she would have laughed in their face. But time and circumstance had changed the vampiress apparently, and perhaps not all for the better. Because it seemed that being spoiled and selfish was not enough by the administrations standards. It was not the first time that she had been punished but this was different. The very air around them seemed sinister, and intentions were quite clear when a whip was forced into her marble hand and she was very rudely shoved before a kneeling young blonde woman. Oh..this guard was going to be on her list when all of this was over.. Very well. She would get through this and make certain that the poor lamb would as well. Unwilling to show emotions, Grace lifted her chin and hand at the same time. Luckily magic did the rest as inside..she was trembling. Oh darling, I am so very sorry. Please forgive me...

@violetxlynch​

[daisyxlynch]

Punishment | D&P (backdated)

Why was this happening? Wasn’t she supposed to be safe from this, from all of it? Having been punished herself with the other slaves, both claimed and unclaimed, should have been enough of an answer for Daisy. But none of it, nothing that she had endured the day before, could possibly prepare the witch for this. She stared blankly at the guard at first, wide round eyes darting from him to the woman before her. Truly not understanding at first what she was supposed to do. But it became crystal clear when a flogger was forced into her hand and she was pushed roughly forward. Lank red waves flopped in Daisy’s face as she shook her head violently. No! No, she wasn’t doing this! Where was Dakota? Why couldn’t they tell the guard that she didn’t have to? Rosebud mouth opened to call for her master but she was silenced somehow. The guard, clearly having enough of her stalling, forcibly lifted her arm and magic took care of the rest. Daisy squeezed her eyes shut but that couldn’t block the feel of the flogger making contact with the poor girl’s shoulders...

@deathxxbecomesxxher​