My ex, whom I wrote about in my previous post, was really into pain and humiliation. I would do degrading, hurtful things to him and he’d thank me. One of my favorites was choking him with one hand and jerking off his little prick with the other. I would have him stand against a wall and look deep into his eyes. He would meet my gaze with a meek and helpless look in his eyes. Hardly any words were spoken. My stare would convey everything to him. That he was nothing but a toy that I used for my amusement. No difference from a vibrator or a butt plug. Hell, those could probably please me better than he could.
At 5’8″ I was two inches taller than him and I always wore high heels when I did this. So I was literally looking down at him and he would look up helplessly. His eyes pleading with me to end his torment. To throw just a few scraps of affection his way. I always smirked as his eyes welled up. He was fooling himself if he ever thought he was going to get any respite from his torment.