punished sissies

Seven years ago, after their breakup, he disappeared without a trace. Now, he reappeared on the eve of her wedding, sparing no means in forcing her to marry him… With a certificate of marriage, he bound her mercilessly to his side. From there, this “Cinderella” began her journey as a wife of the business empire’s heir... Mrs Huo - composed, sharp-tongued, and freakishly smart. Mr Qin - wife-spoiler to no end and a complete “slave” to their daughter. Quality love story, one on one. You are welcome to get hooked on this story with us. ——————————— TL's Note: Probably one of the best stories I've read, and I was very tempted to translate the title to Big D Brings Spring. Girls, I hope you enjoyed it as much as my girlfriend and my female translators who binge read 4000 chapters in about a month. For all the guys hesitating to give it a try, you won't regret it. It's a manly book, I swear.

“Why’re you looking at me like that?” I whispered. The Lycan King Lucien Volkov didn’t answer. His fingers brushed over the bruises on my back before they stopped at the faded scars around my shoulder. “Who did this to you?” I lowered my eyes, “My family.” He clenched his jaw, “And who did this?” He placed his finger on a whiplash mark near my boob. “My family,” my voice dropped to a whisper as I lowered my gaze. Silence settled between us. I thought he would mock me; instead, his thumb traced one of the scars, sending a shiver down my spine. “You’re angry because these scars look ugly,” I said in a small voice. His golden gaze hardened, “I’m angry because they laid their hands on what’s mine. I need to remind them, Arabella, that touching you has consequences.” *** Arabella Toussaint was born the beta’s daughter. The day she lost her mother, she lost her family too. Her Beta father brought home his mistress and her children, and overnight she became a servant in her own home. A fucking slave. On her eighteenth birthday, she planned to run away, but she never got the chance. Her brother murdered the Alpha King’s sister, and the King came to claim her sister as payment. Arabella’s family offered her instead. Marked by the ruthless Alpha King, she was dragged to his kingdom as a slave to pay for a crime she never committed. They thought they had chosen the weaker daughter. They were wrong. Every humiliation, every scar, and every betrayal peeled away another piece of the girl she used to be, awakening something far darker that had been buried inside her all along. They thought they were breaking her. None of them realized they were awakening a monster inside her. Not even Lucien Volkov saw it coming. By the time he understood, it was too late.

Christopher awakens in a world he knows all too well...the very novel he once wrote. But what he doesn’t know is that this world exists because the gods themselves found his story absurd and unrealistic. To correct it, they created Earth2 and summoned him through a mysterious message on his phone: “If given a chance to rewrite your fate, would you do it?” He answered yes. Now, he lives as the doomed Crown Prince of the Olivar Empire a weak figure destined to die early. But the story is no longer the same. When a royal banquet turns into bloodshed and the Empress is taken hostage, Christopher reveals a weapon from another world, shocking the empire and changing his fate. As tensions rise, he uncovers corruption, a collapsing treasury, and a conspiracy led by the Second Prince. Then he finds an ancient book suggesting he may not be the first outsider to arrive. Surrounded by enemies and watched by unseen gods, Christopher must rewrite his fate or be consumed by the world created to fix his own story.

He's a Fuckboy in flesh and blood. A typical man whore who screw every pretty girl he sees. Not until he was cursed by a girl who is actually a sorcerer. He made her fall for him, made empty promises, screw her endlessly and he left her with nothing. So she cursed him, turned him into an ugly duckling girl that everyone will be disgusted with. The curse will not disappear unless he find true love among his pals. Would there be even a chance to redeem himself or he will just remain in that ugly state?

In the polished halls of St. Briar’s Academy, secrets linger like shadows—and Amira Khan has learned to walk through both. Once quiet and brilliant, Amira’s life spirals after a betrayal by the one person she dared to trust—Kieran Ashford, the golden boy with a perfect smile and a ruthless lie. But Amira doesn't crumble. She recalculates. Now armed with intellect, rage, and a dangerously charming new ally, she’s ready to unravel the pristine world that chewed her up and spit her out. Friendships fracture, truths rot, and power games unfold as she navigates the dark side of love, reputation, and revenge. Will Amira burn her enemies to the ground—or become the monster they all fear?

When the wedding reached the ring exchange, a shocking video suddenly played on the banquet hall’s giant screen—footage of me being kidnapped and humiliated. "You filthy whore, how you dare to dream of becoming my Luna?" "I, Alpha Roderick Padilla, reject you, Adele Franklin, as my mate." My fate mate—Alpha Roderick—renounced me on the spot and turned to slip the ring onto my bridesmaid Jessica Weaver’s finger instead. Amidst the jeers and scorn of the crowd, I fell from the red carpet. Jessica’s brother, the rogue Alpha Dwayne, silenced the room with a gunshot. Then, holding 999 roses, he dropped to one knee. "Adele Franklin, will you accept me, Dwayne Stokes, as your mate?" The crowd watched, stunned, as I searched his face for answers. Was this pity? Overcome with emotions I couldn’t yet name, I nodded. "Yes I do.". Three years passed. The day our IVF attempt succeeded. I was finally carrying our pup, the heir he wanted so badly. My heart swelled with excitement as I imagined telling him the news. But fate had one more betrayal to serve me. "Alpha, you really played it smart," one of his lieutenants said, chuckling. "If you hadn’t leaked Adele’s kidnapping and rape video at the wedding, Miss Jessica wouldn’t have been able to marry into the Blue Moon Pack." I froze, my hand clutching the doorframe for support. Alpha Dwayne’s reply was chilling. "A pack like Blue Moon, obsessed with honor, would never take a tainted woman as their Luna. The moment Adele was ruined, Jessica had the perfect excuse to take her place." The lieutenant hesitated. "But Miss Jessica is already the Luna of Blue Moon Pack. Why bother you marrying a used-up woman like Adele?" Alpha Dwayne’s laugh was cold, devoid of any warmth. "Jessica’s afraid of pain," he said nonchalantly. "Might as well use Adele’s womb to give her a puppy. Once she gives birth to Blue Moon Pack’s next Alpha heir, Jessica’s position as Luna will be even more secure." The laughter that followed felt like daggers piercing my soul. I stumbled back, my heart shattering into pieces. Every tender moment, every word of affection—it was all a lie. I was nothing more than a pawn in their twisted game. Wiping away my tears, I clenched my fists. I wouldn’t let them win. With trembling hands, I dialed a number I never thought I’d call. A deep, gravelly voice answered. "Rogue Alpha Elliot speaking." I took a deep breath, steadying my voice. "I have a twenty-billion-dollar deal in my hands," I said, my tone icy. "You in?"

Audrey is just an ordinary girl, miraculously admitted to the Royal Academy of Valthorne—a school reserved for the elite and their polished masks. She thought her greatest challenge would be surviving unnoticed… or uncrushed. Until two pairs of eyes found her. Those of Edward Whitmore, the minister’s son—arrogant, untouchable, and determined to break her. And those of a stranger from the shadows, with spectral blue eyes… come to claim her blood. Bodies are piling up in the city. The night whispers her name. Audrey has crossed a line she didn’t know existed. A pact has been made. He is hungry. And he has chosen her

Because I touched a dog that Ruoyao was fostering at our home, my husband punished me by making me sleep in the doghouse for a month. Even though I was shivering from the cold, he didn't allow me to take a blanket, only letting me hold the dog to sleep. Before long, half of Jiang City knew I was living and eating in the doghouse, mocking me as a woman who couldn't climb up the social ladder and could only enjoy herself with the dog. Even when I went to work, the walls of the company were plastered with AI-generated indecent photos of me and the dog. I intended to continue enduring it until I overheard a conversation between my husband and his friend. "Brother Sheng, although you married Song Yun and haven't even touched her, could you really be so heartless to drug her and make her consummate with the dog?" His tone was disdainful, as if he were talking about an ant. "Ruoyao said that since Song Yun touched her dog, she should be made the dog's wife." "That's a prize Doberman; even matching it with Song Yun is an injustice to the dog!"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"