Punished by Women

By Kivutar Amy Koski

PUNISHED BY WOMEN

Two delightfully strict and severe short stories from the pen of the "QUEEN OF KINK" Kivutar Amy Koski. This is the way ALL bad boys should be trained...

THE HOUSE OF CORRECTION is where subservient husbands are sent to be professionally punished for their misbehaviour. They arrive clutching a sealed envelope, the report from their wife detailing any misdeeds and the suggested remedy. Abigail sends her husband Michael twice-monthly to be corrected. It is not something he relishes, especially as the rubber-clad maid who assists the Punishment Mistresses is every bit as cruel and sadistic as they are. Even running a bath a little too hot or cold can result in a very sore bottom indeed, across the punishment horse...

REPENTANCE is the name of the game – and the house. The mysterious Order who style themselves after nuns with their shiny rubber habits will take on the hardest and most difficult of cases. To males they teach respect, humility, self-control, pleasure giving and worship of the female form with canes, punishment straps and all manner of restraints and equipment. Once inside the high-security walls there is no release until the final lesson is learned: the final lesson is the same as the name on the large stone by the entrance: Repentance.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Kivutar Amy Koski
• Release date: Jun 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310151170

Kivutar Amy Koski

It's been a long journey from the young girl starting out as a new legal graduate, fresh from university. My father was Finnish, and I was brought up in Birmingham. I met Bruno my future husband when he was stationed in Poole many years ago. I moved often in those days, the requirements of the service being paramount, and we ended up here in Scotland at Arbroath. Together we we found a beautiful 10-acre croft (farm) that needed renovation. It overlooks the Moray Firth in the scenic Scottish Highlands. We bought it, and Bruno being very practical and skilled we restored the house and barns, stables etc.It is no accident I write the things I do: both Bruno and I have a terrible weakness for BDSM, femdom and rubber (especially rubber). We have converted one of the haylofts into a fully-equipped punishment/play room, with a flogging horse, vacuum bed, milking stool and restraint spider to name but a few. I can assure you I have the best behaved husband it is possible to imagine! His face is a mixture of fear and desire when I tell him to fetch the key, unlock the playroom and await my pleasure.I write a good deal; it's hard work but I love it and there are those who say I have a talent. I write other more conventional historical romances (with a twist), under another name - it serves to keep the literary establishment at bay. No one who writes the way I do, about the subjects I do, would ever be taken seriously by the publishing industry as the author of a 'literary' piece so that's the way it has to be unfortunately. Both Oscar Wilde and D H Lawrence would have been better served heeding that dictum. I have both a volume of contemporary poetry and a WW1 novel available, as well as another couple in the pipeline. I have so far been discovered by three readers, who have uncovered my nom de plume, (I have no idea how) and I suppose it makes for a bit of fun - no doubt there will be other sleuths who make the discovery.We are considering moving to the sun - it may come off, we have seriously looked at small villas in the quiet mountain areas of Cyprus, Spain, Greek islands and so forth, and the idea of writing in that environment appeals. If it happens it won't be for a year or so, due to personal complications, but we have our fingers crossed. I am always available to chat - I love ideas and swapping personal experiences, but I am often busy and don't get the time I'd like to talk with those of a like mind. I do go on my facebook page regularly, and that is normally the best place to get an instant response. Email is slower, but I check my mails normally every day, so it's a sure process. I love fresh ideas and perspectives, occasionally I work them into my books, and in the past I have included the names of readers in little cameos (you know who you are lol) which I find makes for a piquant little taster of mischief. I hope I provide the kind of book rarely available elsewhere - all my work is of a professional well-edited standard: I have to say not all the indie books I've seen can say that, there are some shocking examples out there, but also some good ones. As ever beauty is in the eye of the beholder I suppose. xxx

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Punished by Women

Two delightfully strict and severe short stories from the pen of

Kivutar Amy Koski

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First published in Great Britain by PLP Books, 2016.

The moral right of Kivutar Amy Koski to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with the copyrights designs and patents act of 1988. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, without the prior permission of the copyright owner. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

©Kivutar Amy Koski 2016

ISBN 9781310151170

THIS BOOK CONTAINS ADULT MATERIAL INCLUDING SCENES OF DOMINATION AND PUNISHMENT. AS SUCH IT IS NOT INTENDED FOR MINORS OR THOSE COUNTRIES WHERE SUCH MATERIAL IS ILLEGAL. PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU MAY BE SHOCKED OR OFFENDED BY EXPLICIT MATERIAL.

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THE HOUSE OF CORRECTION

REPENTANCE

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The House of Correction is where subservient husbands are sent to be professionally punished for their misbehaviour. They arrive clutching a sealed envelope: the report from their wife, detailing any misdeeds and the suggested remedy. Abigail sends her husband Michael twice-monthly to be corrected. It is not something he relishes, especially as the rubber-clad maid who assists the Punishment Mistresses is every bit as cruel and sadistic as they are. Even running a bath a little too hot or cold can result in a very sore bottom indeed, across the punishment horse…

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Repentance is the name of the game – and the house. The mysterious Order who style themselves after nuns with their shiny rubber habits will take on the hardest and most difficult of cases. To males they teach respect, humility, self-control, pleasure giving and worship of the female form with canes, punishment straps and all manner of restraints and equipment. Once inside the high-security walls there is no release until the final lesson is learned; the final lesson is the same as the name on the large stone by the entrance: Repentance.

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THE HOUSE OF CORRECTION

Tomorrow is Saturday, Michael: the second Saturday of the month. What happens on the second and fourth Saturdays of the month?

I’m punished if I’ve been bad, Mistress Abigail.

And do you think you’ve been bad, Michael?

Errr, I don’t know mistress. I don’t think so.

I’ll have to check my little book, and then I’ll write and seal the letter for the Punisher at the House of Correction. In the meantime you will pleasure me with your tongue, as I sit in my special pleasuring chair. If you fail to please me I’ll note it in the letter for tomorrow.

Yes, Mistress Abigail.

To my boudoir then.

Abigail made her way to the wide stairs and Michael followed; his eyes riveted to her shapely bottom as it swayed from side to side, the firm buttocks stretching the shiny blue rubber skirt, the black seamed stockings encasing her shapely calves. He was already as erect as it was possible to be inside his chastity tube by the time they reached her room – he knew he would be, despite the restricting discomfort from the silicone rubber. It could of course have been worse: it could have been the training belt, the one with the little rubber spikes inside, that punished him for his excitement. The room was very plain in appearance: a polished wooden floor with just a rug in the centre as a sop to frivolity – Abigail was not big on frivolity. Against one wall sat Abigail’s favourite piece of equipment: her pleasuring chair. Made to measure, and deeply