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Tag: Humiliation
30 y/o Game Night [GROUP]
Game night when you’re in your 30s is a bit strange, there are a lot of people getting married and having kids so that when you just have a group of single couples, the conversation sometimes goes all over the place. I’m white/Latino 5’8 220 my girl Jacky is petite at 5’1 140 lbs but has pretty big tits with piercings, she dyes her hair red and is a total freak, she doesn’t let any of her close friends know though. We go to “Taco Tuesday” and have a game night of monopoly. Her friend Maria is a very sexy Latina in very similar in shape to my girl just darker complextion and brown hair, she is with a very white dude Bob, 6’2 and almost 300 lbs, he’s a big guy.
The Adventures of an Awkward Obedient Nerd 4: This Time It’s Digital! (PART ONE) [MF]
[CLICK HERE FOR CHAPTER THREE!](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ge9cxy/the_adventures_of_an_awkward_obedient_nerd_3_age/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
Now, this starts with a girl. Well, not just a girl. *The* girl. We’re gonna call this one Taylor. Now Taylor…is a unicorn. Taylor was shorter than most of the guys I know (we all love petite chicks). Despite the height, she legit had everything. 10/10 ass. As someone who doesn’t really desire to eat ass, I think I found an exception to the rule. The tits, oh god. Some people always kinda called her out cuz one of them is bigger. Me being a guy, sorry if I butcher this next detail. One of her tits was around a DD if not a little bigger, and the other one was an H (I think). However, despite that, they looked amazing and you couldn’t tell by looking at them. These were mother tits, alright? Like, I would gladly just get home from work and just suck and lick all over them for like an hour. Easily. But I should stop with the details so I don’t give you the whole meal right off the bat. Oof, a final detail. She’s a cute blonde. Boom, there ya go. The whole show stopper. But for the sake of a visual aid…I’d say that this chick is a mixture of: [Sarah-xxx](https://www.reddit.com/r/RealGirls/comments/fcau2h/do_you_like_it_when_i_show_you_my_pussy/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf), [lillie0071](https://www.reddit.com/r/BreedingMaterial/comments/g00f1m/happy_fertility_holiday_should_we_mate_like/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf), and of course [Good Ol’ Mia Malkova](https://content4.coedcherry.com/babes.com/134062/f187x280_4_big.jpg).
Submissive girlfriend for a sexist, abusive guy [MF, humil, sad]
Hi,
I wrote this as a roleplay ad for r/dirtypenpals, but it contains a story that is too long for most people there. Since it is around the size of a mid-short story for the standards here, I will paste it here. I will leave the rest of the ad (which is about roleplaying), but if you just want to read the story, scroll down to the section “Base Story”. It is written in a dry style, with some inlined prompts for the reader and without a lot of detail, as I meant it as a base for roleplaying specific scenes, but it is still self-contained fiction and the ideas in it may still be interesting for some people here.
# Introduction
I would like to roleplay a story about a submissive girlfriend in the sense of accepting sexism and being absolutely devoted to the satisfaction of the man in a selfless way, like an “active doormat”. This means that she is not a horny sub and she doesn’t really expect pleasure or satisfaction for herself, but she does everything out of sheer love and devotion.
MFM 80% true story of the birth of my cuckold and humiliation fetish (cuck, humiliation, anal, D/s, cheating.)
I was married to a beautiful young woman named Sophie. She was tall, blonde and heavily tattooed with large fake breasts. She got attention wherever she went and I loved it. I’d always had a fantasy about sharing her with other men, but she was never interested. After many years of bringing it up, she finally agreed to have a threesome with another man. We looked for guys on dating apps and had no trouble finding interested men.
Enter David. A tall and handsome Spaniard with dark hair and olive skin. We all went out for a drink and immediately it was clear that their chemistry was electric. Before long we were back at his place and she was asking me for reassurance that this was okay. I could tell she was excited and turned on, and I let her know that she could do whatever she wanted. With that being said, she immediately got on her knees and started undoing his jeans. When his half hard cock fell out of his underwear I could tell she was impressed, and so was I. As she took him in her mouth his cock grew with each passing second, his slowly hardening dick intimidating me more and more as it became clear that he was twice my size. I’m not that small, so I wasn’t used to feeling that way.
Up and Coming – Ch 4 (final chapter with new edits – reposted because I accidentally deleted a while ago) (drug and alcohol triggers) (rape) (humiliation) (incest) (forced orgasm) (political intrigue)
*( Sorry about reposting. Trying to be a good citizen and complete my stories.)*
Up and Coming Ch 4
If I am renown for anything besides being self-righteous it is for being ticklish, and for my resemblance to the television star Carla Gugino. Especially, when I smile. There is a framed picture of me on the mantle in our Andersonville living room where a girlfriend of mine has snuck up behind me and grabbed my ribs. The photo captured the explosive smile on my face and I had to admit that the resemblance was strong. We could be sisters. I have always pretended to hate the attention, but who does? Secretly, I was more than a little proud to be compared to her.
As dawn was breaking over Gampy’s End Times Bunker deep in the West Virginia wilderness I sat at the kitchen table staring at the tablet Maria held for me. After a sleepless night of intense hallucinations, rape, and confusing acts of compliance, my mind was not ready to process the abstract whirl of feminine flesh on the screen. My first thought when I recognized mine as the face pulled back from the side by side 69 with a smile that suggested both joy and pleasure was, ‘Oh yeah, Carla Gugino.’ I felt a perverse moment of pride at the sheer beauty of a nude mother and daughter holding each other in a yin-yang exchange of pleasure.
The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 4 – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy][BDSM] [Humiliation] [Dubcon]
**Nicole**
How do you know that they have control over you? Well, the first hint might be that you are doing your intern job, but suddenly they come snatch you for nothing, chase you on two floors and handcuff you. Later they will totally immobilize you.
These people have particular sense for letting person alternate roles, making her active participant in one lesson and mere object in the other. During the Homemaking I was planting flowers, then Holy Submission has planted me.
I had to stand in the tall crate, letting myself buried in soil and my sticking out head being blinded by the latex mask. I am thinking about my coping techniques, but I´m still too much dependent on sensual information and mobility that I currently lack, so I do what I can, which is breathing by nose. Removing of the mask wasn´t that merciful, as I was taken by surprise. Some men watered my face by two kinds of body fluids. I wasn´t yet at the level I could pretend to like it, but I was maintaining stoic resignation. The bastards weren´t lecturing me and washed me once I “savored” it and let me breath freely from that moment on. I would block the most persistent bits of stench with a single finger. Sadly, every one of them was belonging to unavailable parts below my neck. I happened to be situated in the front row of heads and I dared not to look sideways or back. I felt compassion by nature and the shared torment. Watching others would put me into shoes who like it as result of their good work.
The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 3 – Barbara [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Spanking]
**Barbara**
This was a messy day and I didn´t know, why we must go to the class. There was so late already! Standing back on the feet, I imagined how they actually could hogtie us and suspended on something we would be taken in front of the bathroom. Am I supposed to think as a sadistic weirdo for them?
Tired or not, I moved energetically to relieve myself of the shame I was plunged into. In fact, I reported first for removal of the pig tail and felt indescribable relief when they allowed us to wash ourselves. We young ones looked ridiculous. I mean, big ones looked ridiculous too, but I could see them in a kinky scenario. They made us into plain parodies! Nothing today felt sweeter than saying adieu to “Throw away meat” over my chest. Still, being clean wasn´t enough. I tried to picture mom and dad by my sides, her with short and curly hair pushing the clarinet and coaxing the favourite tones, him conducting this exact wife´s work. Zita started to hum after me as well, we two have composed nice prelude to our first chemistry lesson. I have gave mom and dad the window ledge to sit, while I and Zita took the seats and chains in the front, which haven´t yet completely stopped making us uncomfortable.
The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 2 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [BDSM][Noncon] [Humiliation][Strong language]
**Stacey**
For the acceptance of perverts you need to be handy. The easiest thing in my case, it´s just the test that is bizarre in the execution.
My future plans have to proceed with caution, because The Art of the Holy Submission requires of us the minimal coverage of the body. The collar brought me back to the younger years, it could be nice reminder on another place. The strap harness didn´t have any positives at all, it is just symbolical ornamentation of my body, framing squares of the skin and letting everybody on a public secret that we are slaves for the enjoyment. OK, it covers my nipples, so that´s cool.
Along with my roommates and about twenty-five other inmates I was acquainted with the large sadomasochistic corner of the Tower. First we had a little peek of its own library. I recall only terrible giant photography hanging on the wall. Some harpy named Anne Desclos. Just above it is a lounge for lessons in the service. The main section is the giant branched dungeon, using the rich disposal of the underground space. The trainees were also for a dose of the fresh air in a special part of the park zone.
The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 1 – Jenine [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Spanking]
**Jenine**
Quenching of my thirst brought me the satisfaction big enough to forget the bargain about my life. Now the sleep might cure me a little too. I was the last to go to bed and obviously I am not going to move an inch, just like Barbara and Ms. Kelly. Zita´s head with honey hair was retracting and ejecting for some reason and Ms. Hamilton was wiggling all the time. Yes, I was asleep just as I covered myself.
I woke up still in the total dark. All the dreams forgotten, as my usually are. I have seen Ms. Hamilton was rolling from side to side, obviously unable to finally rest. Others were deeply asleep, in fact, Barbara was snoring loudly. Even from my bed I could see through the window the distant line of other rooms in the mass of Princess Tower, illuminated on more than one place by the lights switched on. Was this time of the reveille? It looked too irregular for that. But then, would it be tolerated too much in advance?