Tag: Humiliation

The [F]irst of [M]any CNC Experiences

For most of my 20s, I was in a deeply loving but sexless and stunted relationship. So I suppose it shouldn’t have surprised me when, after we moved to LA together, the relationship collapsed. I was 27, reasonably good-looking, wealthy, I had only ever had vanilla sex, and I was broken-hearted. What’s a guy to do?

I went on a rampage, naturally. The last time I had been single was 2008, and the game had changed since then. I got on Tinder and Bumble and all the things. I fucked a dozen of my friends, and a couple dozen less-than-friends.

Early on in the rampage, I met Willa. She was the type of girl I had always assumed was out of my league, but there she was, agreeing to go on a date with me. Then another. Then another, what the hell? Then a fancy restaurant, then she was at my front door, then I pushed her inside, then sex on the kitchen floor, and then and then and then…

A few hours later, we were on my bed and she was monologuing about how her grandmother had survived a concentration camp, which was an odd story to hear while I could feel her drying on my dick, but life is all about new experiences, so what the hell. She paused and licked her lips. Read more »

Pain Can Turn to Pleasure (Masochist’s Fantasy)

They whispered into my ear, “Do you know how your pain can turn into your pleasure?”

My partner looked at me expectantly, trying to gauge how their words affected my body. I tried to hold back the urge to bite my lip, a clear sign that they had gotten me excited, but I knew that I couldn’t stop the goosebumps from traveling down my neck and spine. I almost wanted to drop all pretenses of being unaffected and start begging for them to give me pain, because they know of my masochist fantasies.

However, I couldn’t given in yet, because they hadn’t clarified how they were going to pleasure me, specifically what kind of pain would bring my pleasure. Knowing my partner, I could be in for hours of impact play, orgasm denial, or humiliation. Personally, orgasm denial and humiliation wasn’t my cup of tea but I trusted my partner because they had always been committed to my pleasure.

“How? How are you going to make me cum tonight?” I stared into my partner’s eyes, knowing that I wouldn’t back down from their challenge. However without warning, not even the slightest change in their facial expression, they spanked my ass with the flat part of their palm. Read more »

Uber Driver Spanks Bratty Tip Thief [M/F]

(Originally posted in r/SpankStories)

Peyton was petite, compassionate, fun, but sassy. She was barely 5’0, and her long sandy brown hair made her seem shorter. And even now at 18, she floated through life on her parents’ charge card, or her friends’ parents’ when she maxed that out.

She had a young face that gave away her naivety to the world, and the body of a volleyballer that always seemed to attract the wrong kind of attention. The small frame and round bottom were a dangerous combination on the court, but also for a newly minted adult who didn’t know when to say no.

Her exceptionalism in the sport was the only thing that kept the college she was attending from kicking her out after the first semester. Besides the party lifestyle she was in over her head with and made no attempt hide, she had begun to plagiarize to try and keep up with her work. Peyton was a good girl at heart. All she’d really wanted to do was fit in and make high grades. She just didn’t know the right way to go about doing either one. Well, she had some idea, but the work seemed entirely too daunting. Read more »

Meeting up – Chapter 1. [M/F] [Rough / BDSM]

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Have you ever surprised yourself so much with a sexual fantasy that you felt disgusted afterwards? She asked, whilst taking a sip of the amaretto sour I ordered for her. I tend to order girls light drinks when I first meet them, I like to make sure that we’ve gotten to know each other, that there’s no surprises later that night and that we’re on the same page.

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She seemed like an interesting character, yet strangely everyday. Most likely she dressed up a little extra for the occasion and put on a dress she normally doesn’t wear, she looked good in it, respectable and confident, more so than the usual girls I meet.

-Well, that depends on what you mean? I am not into poop / blood etc. but of course my fantasizes can be quite absurd sometimes.. to be honest though, I do not normally feel disgusted or regret even in real life, I tend to take it for what it is in the moment and enjoy it.

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But what about forbidden stuff like, rape scenarios or incest etc? she asks.

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Zach’s First College Sports Physical [MM]

Zach waited in the hall outside his college medical office. At 18 years old, he had never seen anyone but his family doctor in his hometown. His scholarship and new college insurance required a full physical exam before allowing the young soccer star to play. He had missed the chance to get it done before leaving home. Fortunately the college also had a good medical program, and he was able to book the last appointment before the weekend. So here he was, all alone in a strange city, about to have his body poked and prodded by a stranger.

 

“Zach? I’m Grant, and I’ll be doing your exam today. Come in.” – a young man said from the door behind Zach. He looked up at the smiling, handsome man in scrubs. Grant was not much older than Zach, no older than 24. He followed him down the quiet hall. Zach thought he looked young for a doctor, but it was a teaching school. In the exam room, Grant made the typical small talk – how did he like his classes, what sport he played. And then slid into the more personal questions – health, hygiene, drinking, sex. Ticking everything off on Zach’s charts. Read more »

Voyeur caught and brutally humiliated by two drunk girls [ffdom] [huml] [medical play] [ruined orgasm]

Marc was caught sneaking photos of the girls on their 2nd floor balcony while Kate was drawing a nude picture of Niki on the couch. The drunk girls invited him in promising him a “good time” but he soon found himself gagged and handcuffed to a gas pipe above the doorway. They stripped him to his underwear and told him the rules of the game they were about to play.

“The rules are simple, little boy. If you don’t get excited, we let you go.”

“However, if you can’t control yourself, you get punished.”

Then, Kate turned to Niki they slowly began kissing in front of Marc.

“Do you think he’s getting excited?” Niki asked Kate.

“Doesn’t look like it…” Kate replied, glancing down at Marc’s boxers. ” Maybe he’s impotent”, she giggled, and went back to kissing Niki.

“You just wait…” Kate said, and started unbuttoning Niki’s blouse ” He hasn’t had a good look at these yet.”

“So out on the balcony you wanted to get a view of this didn’t you? Well here’s your chance… Have you ever seen breasts like these, boy?” She asked, as she opened Niki’s blouse to reveal her large breasts. Kate caressed them and pulled Niki closer to her while kissing her. “Damn Niki you lucky bitch… my hands are way too small to even contain them…” Read more »

The Legal Assistant, Part 2 [MF] [Office] [CFNM]

Please see part 1 in my profile.

After returning from cleaning up my semen in the men’s room, I was at least able to buckle down and finish the pleading that was due in time to have it couriered to the court by the next morning. As for Nastya, it was surprisingly not awkward. Perhaps it was the realization that we actually did have some important work to finish that night, or what. I don’t know. By 11:00 PM, Nastya and I said our good nights and headed home without another word about our encounter.

On the subway home, my thoughts and feelings were mixed. If I had wanted to fuck the living daylights out of her before tonight, now I was obsessively intrigued. I wanted and needed more. On the other hand, she was part of my staff. I didn’t think there was a lawyer alive that didn’t worry about a harassment claim. We also had an age gap of about 10 years (she 23, me 33). Not an outrageous gap as if I was old enough to be her father or uncle, but one nevertheless. Speaking of her age, what the hell? How did a 23 year-old become such a seemingly adept dom? Read more »

Katarina – BDSM SUBMISSION SLAVE TRAINING

Who am I ?

It’s been a very long time ago, when I could answer that question.

“In order to accomplish this I would be kept isolated and probably subjected to many many kinky things ..
For instance you could tie me up and make sure that I get no stimulation from the outside word for months.
I mean full sensory deprivation. Blindfolding is a given, but it won’t stup there .. I would not be able to sense ANYTHING.. not even a touch a sound a smell a taste.. you could put me in latex and chain down every single muscle .. every single finger, so I can’t move at all .. use tubes to handle my waste .. and only provide me with water and food through a siringe that goes into my bloodstream. I would basically feel nothing .. just left there with 0 input ..

And then after mounts when I finally stop struggling and it seems that I completely lost notion of time or purpose .. maybe forgotten who or what am I .. Read more »

My Wholesome Introduction to Pegging [mf] [gentle femdom] [assplay] [pegging] [sweet]

I took a deep breath, then knocked on the apartment door. This apartment complex wasn’t run down, but it wasn’t fancy either. It was meant to blend in with the rest of the street, which was a good thing. It was the perfect place to do things undisturbed. Which was definitely the case here.

The door opened and Kara, a pretty girl of what appeared to be of mixed Asian and white ethnicity stepped out. She was about early twenties, so about my age, and was dressed casually – just a Nirvana shirt and some jeans with those stylish holes in them. Not that she’d need them in a few minutes. “Welcome! I’m glad you made it. Wow, you’re really cute in person.”

“Um, thanks,” I replied, a little bit nervously. “You’re pretty cute too.”

She smiled and let me indoors. The living room of the apartment had a few couches, which she led me to and sat down with me. The centerpiece of the room was a large table, big and sturdy enough for someone to comfortably get on top of. There were some pillows at the corners, and a hole in the center with a detachable bucket below it. Read more »

Smile Time – Part 1 (bimbo humiliation)

They had organised things well, or rather Jake had. Rachael always left the matters of organisation to him. No need to poke her beautiful nose into proceedings. Not when all she needed to do was to look pretty and smile.

There would be six this evening. Three dominant men, and three submissive women. A bimbo party was different from a normal party. It required a lot of organisation, ensuring the set up was conducive to achieving bimbo space, and most importantly, that everyone knew their roles. Jake was keen on roles. Charlie and Andrew were not normal dominants. What made them different was their love, and most importantly as far as Jake was concerned, their understanding, of bimbofication, and getting to the lesser known subspace known as bimbo space.

Tonight three women, Sarah, Rachael and Megan, would be encouraged to leave their everyday selves behind, as they took the role of their bimbo alter egos: Sisi, Rayzie and Mimi. Three sex hungry bimbos who would find themselves increasingly overtaken by helpless giggling, spilling into uncontrolled lust bordering on hysteria.

“Looking good,” said Rachael, stroking her hand over the crisp white shirt of her master. Read more »