Why Forced Voyeurism is the Worst BDSM Punishment

What's the worst BDSM punishment you can think of? Everyone has their ideas. Writer Kayla Lords shares her worst nightmare with this piece of erotica. Want to understand more about why BDSM punishment is so delicious? Read on after the story to get a heads up. Get your hands or toys ready. 

Worst BDSM Punishment Ever

Forced voyeurism while he masturbates and not being allowed to join in...

He fisted his cock, already hard and swollen, pumping up and down. My mouth watered. Not only was he doing a thing I love - masturbating and letting me watch. We were also both half-naked in bed. In a few minutes, it would be my hand or mouth on his body, bringing him pleasure.

I shivered a little, goosebumps racing along my skin, knowing that at any minute it would be my turn. Maybe I’d ride him until we both came. Perhaps I’d swirl my tongue over his cock, down his shaft, and draw his balls into my mouth, leaning against his side, pressing my breasts into his arm, my hand sought his cock. Before I could stroke even the tip, I heard his stern voice - "No touching, babygirl."

I gasped, pulling back in shock. In a tearful voice, I said, "But why, Daddy?" I think I knew why, but I didn’t want to believe it. Without breaking a stroke, he frowned at me. Even as his breath hitched and his toes began to curl, he was still clearly in charge here. "You were rude to me earlier. You were ‘too busy’ to slow down and do what I asked. You weren’t a good girl. And only good girls get my cock." Surely, he was kidding. Of course, he was! I reached down again.



"Stop. Now." - his tone made it clear this wasn’t a joke. He wasn’t teasing. I was being punished in a twisted, erotic, and sadistic way. I couldn’t leave his side - I knew that. But I couldn’t touch him or myself. He knew it would be torturous. Watching him take his pleasure is one of my fetishes.

Before long, with my head on his chest, mesmerized and miserable at the sight of his ever-hardening, ever-growing, ever-swelling cock just inches away, it happened. My thighs parted a few inches, enough to press my empty and lonely pussy into his thigh. I rocked back and forth, just a little, slowly, moving in time with his deliberate strokes.

"What are you doing?" he said.  It hadn’t been intentional, but it didn’t matter. There I was, humping his leg in time with his own wanking. Busted.

I stopped moving, eyes glued to his cock. After what felt like hours or years, I heard the change in his breath. I felt the tension in his body. His toes curled as his heels dug into the bed. Hips lifting just a little, he growled as creamy jizz spurted out over his fist and stomach. I buried my head in his chest and wailed. Not only had I not been the one to finish him off, but I also had a throbbing pressure of my own between my legs with no release in sight.

"Now clean it up, girl." We both knew he didn’t mean with my tongue. Even that part was denied to me, wasted, as part of my BDSM punishment. With what I hoped was the most pitiful, dejected look on my face, I got up for a wet cloth. Walking was difficult - did I mention the throb in my pussy? Once he was wiped clean, and I was back in bed, he held me in his arms and kissed the top of my head.

“Do you know why you’re in trouble?” I nodded my head. "Will you mouth off to me like that again?" he said. "No, Daddy!!" I wailed into his chest. "Not if that’s my punishment! That was my job, and I didn’t get to do it!! I didn’t like this at all!" I won’t lie and say I wasn’t pouting and wanting to stomp my feet. "That was the whole point. Maybe next time you’ll remember."

Kink and BDSM Punishment

Too many people think kinky BDSM punishment, as the discipline and punishment part of BDSM, is supposed to be something kinky you already do together (like a spanking) or something completely cruel like ignoring your partner for days or weeks. In reality, punishment has to be “painful” enough to deter future bad behavior but never abusive.

For me, spanking is something we do for pleasure. Even though my partner can spank me hard enough for it move beyond pleasurable pain, very little would deter me from seeking out another spanking later. Using known fun stuff as punishment (aka funishment) encourages bad behavior later because your partner wants that kind of kink. There’s nothing wrong with having this dynamic, but when you practice discipline and punishment, it defeats the point.

Punishment shouldn’t, however, be cruel or potentially (or actually) abusive. My Dominant ignored me once as punishment, and it messed with both our heads. He cut it short because even he couldn’t handle it anymore. We’ve never used it again. Instead, punishment should be something a submissive or bottom doesn’t like but won’t cause permanent or real physical, emotional, or mental damage.

Being denied sexual pleasure while being made to watch my Dom masturbate, in that instance, worked well. It’s been several years since it happened, and I recall it vividly. I remember his tone. I remember the way his cock swelled and became a deep purple. I also remember how bad it made me feel like it was something I never wanted to experience again - the hallmark of an effective BDSM punishment.

Kayla Lords is a writer, podcaster, and blogger who loves talking about kink, D/s, and sex. 
 

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