Tag: Humiliation

Embarrassed Naked Volleyball Girl – Part 3 [ENF] [Public Nudity]

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fkst4n/embarrassed_naked_volleyball_girl_part_1_enf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fl6nxg/embarrassed_naked_volleyball_girl_part_2_enf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

They had one more game to go in the group stage. They had won two, lost one. Not bad. The team they had just beaten were among the favourites, probably having a bad day. Jo had expected to lose, which was another reason why she had been so relaxed.

Jo left their bags at the court edge as before, away from the players’ seats. The game started as before, and soon Jo was sitting 9-7 ahead, and naked.

Yvette had taken her top off too. She sponged herself with it, all the time casting glances at her partner, her long legs, her firm tight breasts, the smooth skin of her body, prickled with beads of perspiration. The wetness of Yvette’s top across her own skin was doing little to cool her down.

The game moved on. At the second interval they were 15-13 up. Jo had made a few mistakes on the last points, she was looking forward to the break too much.

Once under canvas she stripped again and shut her eyes. She ran her hands slowly over her body and down her legs, the crowd noise all around her. She loved the hot lubrication the sweat provided as her palms rode over her thighs. Read more »

[F]. I was a slut on my vacation

Sorry if I wrote too much.

Just a bit of back story about myself. I am single now, but I was with my ex for 4 years during which I became extremely submissive to him. He pushed my limits, exposed me, shared me on some occasions, got into rough sex, some humiliation play, and I shared really enjoying it and slowly addicted to it.

I went on vacation with two of my friends, for a week in Cuba. Full inclusive and all. Lots of guys were flirting with me at first but I want particularly interested at the beginning. On my fifth day there, I was at the pool bar sipping drinks with my friend, and two guys approach us. We hit it off, and my friend and the other guy got out of the pool to grab a bite to eat.

I stayed at the pool, relaxing, drinking, and chatting with my guy. We stayed there for about an hour, and I was getting pretty tipsy, and I could feel his hands all over me. He kept pushing his hands between my legs. I liked the attention, and I was getting pretty horny myself. We decided to go to his room, and rest. Read more »

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 25 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. Read more »

Midterms [Femdom] [Feet] [But sweet] [MF]

Vivian was sitting on the couch, legs crossed, laptop on her lap, a cup of coffee just within reach. She was wearing sweatpants and a loose t-shirt. Her thick brown hair held away from her face in a messy particularly loose ponytail.

He was pestering her. Well, kinda. Roger knew better than actively interrupting Vivian’s workflow. But his restless brooding was driving her insane none the less. The guy had no peace. In the kitchen, out of the kitchen, on the chair, off the chair, Nintendo on, Nintendo off, even the brief skimming of afternoon television had a jerky affectation.

She scrumptiously ignored his hopeful glances in her direction, but she could feel him fretting.

It was the rain, most likely. Her boy was an active one. Had it been sunny, he would have been on the skateboard, in the sun, or jogging, or playing football in the park. If Vivian had not been stuck on particularly difficult paper, she would have come too. She was not a sporty one, not really, but looking at her hunk of a partner running around in tiny shorts was always a delight. Read more »

Kiss Me – Sex with a Stranger Can Be Sheer Poetry

Katia would never cheat on her husband, but secretly she wanted to.

She glanced at the clock on her bedside table. Its bright red numerals stared back at her: 11:00 p.m. Grant slept soundly beside her, lightly snoring. If she was going to get some sexual satisfaction, it looked like she would have to take matters into her own hands. Again.

She pulled out her laptop, plugged in her headphones, and opened her browser. It was still open on porn from the previous night. She really should be more careful. She clicked on the search bar, preternaturally conscious of Grant’s measured breathing. She began typing.

*wife porn*

A familiar tingle stirred between her legs. She looked at Grant, looked back at the screen, and arrowed the cursor back to the beginning of the search.

*cheating wife porn*

She had to close her eyes a moment and let the thrill of anticipation wash over her. This was wrong on so many levels. She’d never actually cheat on her husband, whom she loved dearly and would never want to hurt. This was her compromise. And it hurt nobody. She had to keep reminding herself that. Virtual infidelity was a victimless crime. Read more »

The drive thru [MF}

The scene:Driving around on a dark and stormy night, Looking for a place to eat, pulls into a drive thru,.

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Pulls up to Speaker, says “yes I would like a double cheeseburger meal with curly fries please”. There’s a very long pause. The voice on the other end says “um mm ma’am, I am sorry. You may have us confused with the restaurant next door”

“what do you mean?”

“Ma’am this is the screaming cafe. We are a BDSM themed restaurant. You have a choice: if you drive to the left and leave the driveway no harm no foul, but if you continue to drive forward then you are committed and you have given consent. Understood?”

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Biting my lip with trepidation I drive forward to the next window. They give me two menus- one labeled domway, one labeled subway. I choose subway menu, look it over and my attention is drawn to menu item #2. It’s on special so win win.

“Sir tell me more about this #2 session item please”

“Wise choice ma’am that is our best seller. With that you get Humiliation and bondage with light impact play. My eyes widen. Read more »

Decrowning Princess Autumn [Lesbian] [Femdom]

This is the story of how the most popular girl in school got exactly what she deserved…

It was the first day of the new year at high school. The summer had been long and lonely with only my parents for company. I’d ended the last school year as the school reject, ostracized everyone. This was all thanks to the school’s top bitch, Autumn Kelly.
I’d only started at my high school at the beginning of Year 9 the previous year. I’d managed to make friends pretty easily. Autumn was the first person to talk to me. She left the table she was sitting at to come and take the empty chair next to me. We hit it off and she seemed nice enough. It didn’t take me long to realise that Autumn was the most popular girl in our class and I was surprised she seemed to want to be friends with me. Autumn was tall for her age at 5’6”. Her skin was the olive colour that all girls wished for and nobody could argue that she wasn’t strikingly gorgeous, with her perfect oval face, deep green eyes and full pink lips. She had dark red, brown hair that cascaded down her back. The thing I found most captivating about Autumn was her beautiful round ass. I’d always wanted an ass like hers. As she stood up next to me and leant over the table to talk to another girl, I found my eyes taking in the length of her alluring figure. A warm feeling spread through my body and my mouth began to water as I took in the curves of her beautiful behind. Autumn turned and caught me looking and gave me a knowing playful smile. This girl knew she was stunning and loved the attention. In that moment I felt lucky to have been graced with her presence. Read more »

Sugar Hills pt 1 [MF] [Dom and Sub] [Pain and Humiliation]

I grew up in an average environment. My father was an architect for a mid-sized firm downtown and my mother taught the 3rd grade at a private catholic institution. When I was 8 years old, I was tested for an advanced program called Gate, but otherwise I was never exceptional at anything. I never played a sport, or an instrument, and in memory no exceptionally cute boys asked me out on a date during high school. In fact it wouldn’t be until I started going to college that men started noticing me.

Admittedly, the attraction was towards my pubescent girlish figure. I’ve often stood in front of the mirror and wished my breasts would grow. Instead they stood taunt against my body, half a handful in my palms with the pinkish flesh of my nipples peeking out from between my fingers. My skin was milky, and creamy. A man I dated once told me that my skin was like condensed milk and he wanted to brush his dark, chocolaty skin against it, spreading me apart until he could taste my strawberry center. Read more »

How working as a croquet model (kind of) got me laid, and landed me a life long fetish [Exhibitionism][Voyeurism ][CFNM][MF][Masturbation][Cum on clothes]

I just used a version of this story to answer a prompt on [/r/dirtypenpals](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirtypenpals), but since she never got back to me, I thought I would reformat it for this sub instead, as it fits nicely with this month’s theme.

This is kind of a “birth of a fetish”-story, as the events hereafter really stoked my interest in exhibitionism, voyeurism and CFNM/CMNF scenarios.

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When I was a young student at the local university around 10 years ago, I fell into a gig working as a croquet model at the local school of architecture.

I was out drinking one night, when a friend to me about an acquaintance teaching a drawing class, that was mandatory for first year students at the school. She had told him she needed male models – a piece of information he relayed to me as a dare. It paid double the normal rate for the kind of random unskilled labor I did at the time, and since I’ve never been neither shy, nor willing to turn down a dare, I texted the teacher and shortly thereafter started working. Read more »

Why You Need a Couch [M/f] [humiliation] [BDSM] [Drugs] [Reluctance] (FIRST EVER STORY. FEEDBACK APPRECIATED!)

So I read A LOT of sex stories. I started writing one to my current sex partner on reasons he needs a couch.

But I don’t think he’s ready for this type of stuff. Feedback encouraged but please keep in mind that I’m fragile ego here. And it’s just “my first time.” ;)

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Why You Need a Couch [M/f] [humiliation] [BDSM] [Drugs] [Reluctance]

A couch for me so you can bend me over it and fuck me like a young yet used looking prostitute you bought walking the streets of XXXX seeking crack.

You promise her some at your place. When there, you immediately make her suck your dick on the kitchen floor. She is hesitant but you remind he “You want the crack don’t you? So she sucks it like most teens do- not very deep. Licking the sides a lot. While caressing her head, and speaking in a soothing voice, “Do you some want help my little girl?” She nods vigorously. Read more »