Tag: Humiliation

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 4 – Jenine [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation]

**Jenine**

The spirit of those, who don´t let themselves tyrannized, is always free! Therefore you must put a fight and you must feel pain as an evidence that tyrants noticed you. So I hesitated only a very little before turning room 35, the supposed site of love unholy in every way, into battlefield.

I was expected there by two sluts in their 20´s. Totally nude one was eating some hot rice at the table, the other one was just lying, decorated with giant shiny strap on. The great expectations.

Nobody had to remind us that we are supposed to obey, or we´ll be sorry and sore. I´ve counted on that, since somebody has to lead by example. None of us three said a word. I just went to that dull face filled up with food and after my best frowning I simply gave her slap with open palm, polluting the table and the carpet with the white muck. I lifted up the slut and then threw her on the floor, her nude figure now showing bent leg, paralysed in shock and also slightly twisted back, covered by brown hair. The events unfolding went quickly with me not daring to care. The slut with a strap on turned around simple switch on a wall just above the pillows and jumped nervously to the other side with the arms spread out, which made a short comical sight. The door opened after buzzing. Well, I wouldn´t think the bullies would be far…Trio of female wardens had obvious picture to behold. Straponed slut was now covering behind them, the other was crawling under the table. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 3 – Therese [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Dubcon] [Humiliation]

**Therese**

When I tried to imagine, there´s nobody here, I was lonely. When I looked at those around, I felt trapped, not very comforted by others in a similar predicament. Granted, this day actually started peacefully for me and from what I´ve heard, I was more lucky than many of us. Excercise can refresh you in a splendid way and it mostly did for me, cutie Barbara and countless others when we were taken into gym. First aerobic lesson, than instruments pumped our blood, the only thing distracting being now shouting of FASTER!. I was grateful there were not male wardens for now, but I didn´t realize how short-lived this luck was meant to be today.

I always understood that you can sense the God through His creation alone, but the heart points towards Him especially when we are desperate. I was truly feeling something, when I was sending prayers silently, just not the utter liberation, far from it. His test was just beginning.

I know that I started to choking on shame during that awful examination of my intimate body. Doctor had to wipe my tears several times in order I could see the view screen and I was sobbing back in my white bra and panties as I returned with Barbara to the room, where we sat on my bed. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 2 – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Spanking]

**Zita**

I tried to finally relax, all the sounds, one over another, aside. Breathing calmly, mud all over and around me, I´ve herd movement in the safe distance. When I understood the match is over, I actually freezed even more and I waited when they will tell us to stand down.

As it turned down, they didn´t bother. After the ship´s engine came and stopped, those who didn´t go on their own, were just taken in the big muscled up arms. That meant I enjoyed unpleasant bits of squeezing in the places the guard found pleasant. After that I had even smaller will to move in the boat anymore, straightening my legs only when it docked inside, far from lustful spectators. Our ballgags were removed and I was one little step closer to real humanity.

“Most of you were adequate, girls,” said the female warden. “There will be no punishments given and four people will be rewarded along with receiving plenty of points in gymnastics and entertainment value. Mud and Sky Queens are now at the top of these scores and being treated separately.” Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 1 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy]

**Stacey**

I want to make one thing clear. Nobody fucks with Stacey Hamilton. Unless he is very handsome and she is on the top, that is. And while the darkness isn´t exactly my good friend, my adjusting eyes felt better now in a night. The fat girl slept and maybe even the silent one. Other two I wasn´t sure. After we did our striptease we were in peace, even getting to know each other a little, after our humiliation continued, first by visit of male warden, who started admiring us. The bloody politician, imagine that, happened to wear body underwear, so she showed the least of skin. Lucky bastards they are, even in captivity. I, on the other hand, had to be endowed with provocative airships on my chest that earned me position of the main attraction. Shortly after the visit, we get our new clothes. Giant skirt and blouse could be cute for Halloween or something, but my hands were shaking when I saw collar, strap harness for the whole figure and some red abomination. The whole process was complete when we were told that dining room wasn´t ready, so we get… Well, dog dishes with our stuck names, so we were made absolutely certain that training for “The Art of Holy Submission” actually began. Of course it was made kinda worse by the fact that we actually liked the food. Read more »

As dirty as you like it

It began as most bad decisions do, at a party that’s just a little bit too nice for her. She hadn’t snuck in, she’s been invited but probably more as a curious conversation piece than anything else. Her form fitting, silky black gown swished above the floor with every step she took and she looked down nervously. She wore a repurposed formal dress from her not so long-off sorority days. She hadn’t realized how filled out her hips and thighs had become since she started eating again and began working out. She cursed under her breath and muttered “its only been a year” as she watched her beautifully olive-toned right leg burst from her black dress and display itself up to the hip to everyone in the rooftop penthouse. She had to admit, she loved the feeling of power that sprung from this overwhelming feeling of humiliation. She saw herself as an object, “but a pretty object can make men do all sorts of things” she thought to herself. Read more »

The Roommate Part I: I Want to be Your Little Slut [FF] [Light Fdom] [Light Huml] [Teasing] [Plot] [Arc 2]

**I: Marie and Lexi**

**Marie**

Marie’s body vibrated with the club’s near-deafening music as she walked toward the bar. She had just turned twenty in September, but her fake hadn’t failed her yet. And she needed a drink. Bad.

As she went up to the bar and ordered a kamikaze shot, Marie scanned the dance floor. The dim lighting didn’t allow her to see too much, but she glimpsed more than enough cute girls to let her know coming out tonight hadn’t been a waste.

She’d been horny all week, and nothing seemed to satisfy her. Alice and Leah weren’t interested in anything more than a drunk make-out sesh now that Liam…

*Don’t think about him. You’re here to have fun and get him out of your fucking head.*

Marie downed the shot immediately when it came, thankful for the distraction. She paid for the drink, tipping the bartender, then looked toward the dance floor again.

She’d come here alone instead of going out with friends or to any school parties because she didn’t want to develop a reputation with her sisters–and because it was easier to find girls to hook up with at a gay-club–but she still felt hesitant. She’d already decided she didn’t want casual sex with a guy. That didn’t appeal to her, and even if it did, doing so would just be proving Liam right. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 6- Dorothy [Maledom] [Male supremacy][Femdom][BDSM] [Humiliation]

**Dorothy**

Today is not so thrilling. I have not a single record about some frigid asking for truncheon or being locked up. Me, girls, Vicky and the guys are doing difference by the pivotal admonitions and the bitches will remember for a while. Maybe we should pretend they are starting the riot? Thompson needs the kick to the guts and guess, who will do that? Her face is the first on my list, others are there without me knowing the names. Blood and the purple skin would just make them pretty.

Michelle is never behind and never ahead, she keeps the tempo with me and closer we are to the chief, the more often she opens her mouth.

“Vicky was proud of me and I never heard her anything about you displeasing her. I bet we are for some allowance.”

“There is a ball and Vicky´s invited. She get a permission to come with two more people. The secret is out.”

“Ball? The Council guys are partying for the whole week?”

“They are about schedule. Saw the bitches, now they will be just among the top dogs”

We open the office door. Read more »

The Party – Part 2 (watersports and humiliation)

Nothing more was said as Jake emptied himself into the jug, his thick cock hardening, until it was almost fully erect by the time he’d finished. He batted Rachael’s hand away and shook himself off, before wiping the tip of his cock across her cheek, leaving a faint glistening trail that shimmered in the light.

“Well done sweetie,” said Julia, beckoning her back to the sofa with a slight flick of her head.

Rachael beamed with pride as she retook her seat. She and Daniel exchanged a look, and she couldn’t stop herself from smiling again, her cheeks reddening as she looked down to her lap.

Three more times Julia asked for ‘volunteers’, and each time she was met with a desire so eager it bordered on desperate (exactly as was expected). Demure facades vanished as beautiful, elegantly dressed women, shot their hands into the air and craned forward, like competitive children in class.

Before long, all four of the suited men had relieved themselves into the glass jug that was now sitting on the table, and conversation had resumed again. Jake had sat down next to Rachael, and they were talking about her life as a lawyer. Read more »

The Party – Part 1 (watersports and humiliation)

Ten guests: Six women, four men.

‘Leave your ‘selves’ at the door’ was the mantra issued by Jake, the organiser. It was a nod to what he called ‘falling down the rabbit hole’: fully embracing a world of fantasy, and sexual indulgence, and leaving inhibitions behind.

To an outside observer, the party looked like any other. Apart from all the people being notably good looking, there was nothing that would raise an eyebrow. Six beautiful women, dressed to impress, and four smartly dressed men, sitting around a coffee table in a glamorous sitting room. Jake always hosted parties in houses that were both expensive and isolated.

He stood in front of his guests wearing a dark black suit and a crisp white shirt; smart and ruggedly handsome. Next to him stood a gorgeous woman. Julia had blonde hair spilling down her chest, her curvaceous body enclosed in a tight black dress, and she almost seemed to sparkle in the soft lights.

“Who wants to hold his cock?” she asked.

Five women’s hands shot up.

She was holding a glass jug, her perfectly manicured nails tight clasped around the handle. Read more »

The Stowaway Part 4 [FF][Sci-Fi][Futa][Alien][Non-con][Humiliation][Implied Incest]

Rose walked down the halls of the ship with renewed confidence. The suit had morphed, taking on the appearance of the doctor’s jumpsuit, badge and all. She hoped no one would immediately recognize she was wearing a stolen suit. She was pretty sure there were usually a lot of people on these kinds of ships. Hopefully not many of them actually knew what every doctor onboard looked like. She followed the red lines that had been painted on the walls, indicated as directions towards the medical bay by one of the maps she had passed. The hallways all still looked the same, but it seemed like whoever built the ship had taken extra precaution to make sure the red line was the easiest to follow. It lead her down several twists and turns, all without seeing a single soul. Her assumption that it was “night” time on the ship must have been correct.

She turned another corner and was met by the sight of a set of large grey doors outlined in red, clearly labelled “medbay”. The suit, lodged deep in her pussy as always, hummed in pleasure. The door wasn’t the only thing waiting for her, though. In the hall were two women, one of which perked up as she saw Rose. Read more »