Tag: Humiliation

Star Wars The Old Republic Sith Inquisitor Erotic Fiction [F] [solo] [mast] [Star Wars] [sci-fi]

I have only gone over this once so it is not super polished and there might be an error or two. I always welcome any questions, comments and constructive criticism. If people like it I might write a bit more of the character. As always I hope you enjoy <3

The showers of the Academy’s dormitory refresher were blessedly empty mid day as Zovora took the opportunity to wash the grave dust of Tulak Hord’s tomb from her scarlet skin. When she had arrived several weeks ago the dormitory had been full to bursting but now there only a handful of student’s remaining. Well, in her group anyway. From what she had observed and heard the slave groups had a much higher attrition rate than the others. She leaned forward into the water and rested her hands against the wall as she arched and stretched in the steaming warmth of it. Read more »

[MF] The coworker I thought I was too good for degrades me

Last Friday, one of my co-workers quit. We had worked together everyday for four years, and I had honestly never really thought of him that way. Even though we were the same level, he always seemedmeek and deferred to me on every decision.

Ever since I found out he was quitting though, I found myself craving his cock in me. Maybe it was just that he finally manned up enough to say fuck you to our god awful company, but his whole demeanor has changed. Maybe there was a side of him that wasn’t so meek after all…

On Friday, a few of us had a small get together to send him off. He was getting drunk and started talking about how much he regretted not just fucking taking the things he wanted. He stared straight at me. Read more »

Her Dragon Saviour [M/F] [dragon x elf] [virgin] [love]

An elf maiden comes into some trouble, only to be rescued by the dragon who’s been growing closer to her for some time…

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It’s time for their relationship to reach that sweet next level.

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As always, I am open for commissions starting at 30 GBP per 1,000 words – please e-mail arianmabe[at]gmail.com for more information or see my profile!

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Eloria’s head spun, the barmaid in the arms of the dragon, who carried the elf as easily as if she was a babe. She whimpered softly, turning her face, trembling, into his neck, though that would not do to hide the stains of tears lingering there, as much as she may have liked to wipe them from existence. The past was not so easy to hide but at least things had not gone as badly as they would have otherwise been destined to – that was if Angelos had not been there.

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[M18] Senior Prom Memory: Fingered My Date, Jerked Off With My Mate (Part 1 of 2)

Wow – I didn’t mean to take quite such a long stroll down Memory Lane, but once I started writing I just couldn’t stop! I shall therefore have to divide my story into two parts. This story takes place on the evening of my senior prom, but Kyle, Jenny, Chloe, Derek, and I were all 18 at the time. If you just want to read the naughty bits, you can skip down to the XXX.

I was raised in a small Midwestern town … I know what you’re thinking, but where I grew up isn’t what one usually thinks when the terms “small town” and “Midwest” are used together in the same sentence. It’s the county seat and second-largest municipality; it’s also near a large manufacturing plant and in the vicinity of several relatively well-known tourist attractions. All this has helped the town and its inhabitants stave off the kind of decay seen elsewhere in the state. I’m not trying to idealize it – the place certainly has issues. But overall, it’s a pretty wholesome slice of Americana and I consider myself fortunate to call it home. Read more »

Buck seduces me (M/M) (humiliation) (watersports)

I worriedly paced back and forth in front of the Burger joint. Deciding whether or not to enter. My erection already knew what would happen, so I let it lead the way in.

He had said on the phone that he would be wearing a red hat. I thought to myself, what the hell does he think he is, a pimp? The red hat stood out amongst the common, run-of-the mill heads of hair in my sight line. He was sitting alone in a corner booth sipping on a soda, facing me. He saw me probably even before I had seen him. He leered at me hungrily, licked his lips and gestured for me to join him.

My knees felt weak and my heart hammered in my chest. This is it, I went and joined him. He shook my hand and introduced himself as Buck, I shook back introducing myself as Matt. Buck looked me in the eyes and said forcefully, if you decide to come with me, your name will become “Maggie” Then he got up saying he had to take a leak. Read more »

A Dinner and a Dance (F/F, Wrestling, domination, knockout, humiliation)

Chapter 1

“You’ve never won a fight? Are you serious?” Rebecca’s mouth hung open in shock. My wife stared back at her, her mouth tight with anger. An awkward silence permeated the dinner table.

“No,” my wife admitted. I could tell that she was pissed, and so could Rebecca and Mark. Elena had never been one to hide her emotions to spare the feelings of others.

“I’m just surprised,” Rebecca said, brushing a lock of blonde hair behind her ear. “I haven’t been fighting that long, but I have three wins at this point. You’ve been doing jiu-jitsu for a year and a half and striking classes for six months, and you still haven’t won?”

Elena’s eyes shot daggers. “The competition’s a little stiffer in MMA than in your slutty soccer mom fight club,” she snapped.

Rebecca laughed loudly. I looked over at Mark, Rebecca’s husband and grimaced. This wasn’t going well.

“Slutty soccer mom fight club? So that’s all there is to it?” Rebecca said, eyebrows raised.

“Are you serious? Topless fighting? No holds barred? That shit only exists for guys to get off. An average blue belt would crush every woman in that league without breaking a sweat.” Elena gulped down a significant amount of wine, then set the glass down a little too firmly. Read more »

“Bite Me” Part 1, M/F, Femdom, written by me <3

The phone in Katrina’s hand vibrated, shocking her out of her stupor. She glanced at the notification she had been expecting and felt her stomach turn. Headlights turned into her driveway and lit up her living room, she had been nervously preparing for tonight and wasn’t about to pussy out now that he was here. Katrina adjusted the miniskirt she’d never wear in public and strode to her front door to open it for tonight’s guest. Standing at 5’4” she wasn’t exactly going to greet him at his eyeline but her push up bra would make a noticeable statement from his perspective.

   Moments later a firm knock fell on the door and Katrina opened it with a pleasant grin.

“Hi! You must be Jamison, it’s great to finally meet you. Come on in!” She ushered. He seemed slightly taken aback by her eagerness but relieved it hadn’t been Chris Hansen opening the door and stepped inside, shaking off his light coat as he did so.  Read more »

Mf – Ship Control Part 5 – [huml][dubcon][Mind Control]

Forward – This was written on commission for “Yuna”, who wanted me to post it and tell the world that she paid for it with her dignity and by doing things on cam that would shame her parents for a man she has never, and will never, meet.

It’s not my normal thing but I had fun writing it and I think maybe it could be part of a larger series. It’s heavy on the mind control and dub con themes, so reader be wary.

I’m sorry that this took so long to finish “Yuna” but you got 5 parts instead of 2, so I think its fair. This is the last piece of this I’m planning to write.

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Yuna was getting up before she even thought of it, putting her drink down next to the pool, her bare breasts still so painfully on display, but she didn’t even notice the eyes on her.

It was a compulsion perhaps, but not his, hers. Spurred forward by anger, lust, betrayal, humiliation, confusion, she wasn’t even sure. Her mind was in turmoil. Read more »

Mf – Ship Control Part 4 – [huml][dubcon][Mind Control]

Forward – This was written on commission for “Yuna”, who wanted me to post it and tell the world that she paid for it with her dignity and by doing things on cam that would shame her parents for a man she has never, and will never, meet.

It’s not my normal thing but I had fun writing it and I think maybe it could be part of a larger series. It’s heavy on the mind control and dub con themes, so reader be wary.

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Yuna had been told to have fun and it really wasn’t that hard. Mary had brought them drinks. She was with her friends, lounging in the sunning deck portion of the pool. Enjoying the sun but staying only pleasantly warm due to the water. She was almost able to forget her nude breasts. Almost, but the quick peeks her friends and friends boyfriends, along with some of the people around the pool served a constant embarrassing, and slightly arousing reminder.

A few others around the pool, perhaps emboldened by Yuna’s breasts being on display, removed tops and in some cases bottoms as well. The ample nude, largely attractive, flesh on display led to giggling conversations and comparisons. Read more »

The Rabbit Hole Part 1 [MF] [Hypnosis] [Humiliation] [Punishment] [Forced Bi]

**Chapter 1: To All the Skeptics**

**Penny**

“For my next trick,” said Penny to the quiet theatre, “I need a volunteer.” Most of the crowd groaned and tried to divert their eyes from the hypnotist. Two or three people eagerly pumped and waved their hands, desperate for Penny’s attention. “Not just any volunteer,” clarified Penny once they settled down. “I need a skeptic.”

The crowd looked uncomfortably around the room. The volunteers put their hands down. Volunteers were believers. Skeptics were the groaners. They didn’t want to participate in something they didn’t believe in. They wanted to mock. But this trick was the big finale. Hypnotism shows are cute; anyone can take a willing volunteer and use childish inductions and peer pressure to make someone do something silly. Play it safe, make them the center of attention, and give everyone a laugh. Penny wasn’t like other hypnotists. Her first trick, unbeknownst to the crowd, was to induce the entire audience without their permission. The lights in the theatre, the music from the lobby, even the air fresheners plugged in throughout the theatre all worked to help put them in a receptive state. She wowed them with her control, made them forget the trick, and then left a new idea in their head: “this was the greatest show ever.” From there, she gave them what they wanted. All in the spirit of showmanship. Despite all that, finales are for the unexpected, and for that, you need a skeptic. Read more »