Tag: Humiliation

MK Ultra [Str8, Bi, FFM, Drugs, NC, SM, BDSM]

Prologue

Inez made three staccato knocks on the door and waited. Dead silence. She stared down the empty hallway, hands idly tugging at the hem of her thin t-shirt. Some contractor had tried to mask the years of wear inside this anonymous high rise with a fresh coat of eggshell paint and the fumes were starting to make her nauseous. Inez puzzled over the generic modern art scattered through the hallway for a few languid minutes, then the front door cracked open and snapped her mind into the present. There was no sound of unlatching locks. James, scruffy and disheveled, leaned out into the hall. True to form he was decked out head to toe in Adidas.
“Athleisure suits you.” She said and flashed a grin.
“Come on in.” said James and returned a bemused smile. “The plants are in here.” He said as he turned around and motioned for her to follow.
“No how-are-you? No pleasantries?” she asked, feigning indignation. The question stopped James. In a heartbeat she caught an all-too-deliberate straightening of his posture. The instant he turned to face her something crystallized beneath Inez’s consciousness. Why did that little joke land like a jab? Was James acting strange? Did she tell anyone where she was going? Why was the apartment already empty? Is 6 months as coworkers enough to know a person? What are the odds? What are the signs? These were all the questions she learned to
ask and answer in a heartbeat. Read more »

Pissy Face

Instantly you know what I want to do to you as I lead you by the hand to the family bathroom. I will soil you & make you dirty, before I make love to you. We’ve done this before. But what you don’t know is that this is the time I’ve been waiting for, the time where I will make you completely mine, my piss slut. I will make you dirty, and humiliate you unlike you ever thought I would. This time is for real, and all the way honey.

Did you know when I kissed you, my tongue filling your sexy little mouth, my hands in your hair? When I touched you all over, my hands having you first, touching all the places I wanted you? When I pinched your nipple, and felt it firm & stiff, I knew this was the time. And you knew, when I lead you fully clothed down the hallway, this was what I would do. But you didn’t know I had no intention of respecting your limits this time, did you? Read more »

Her Name was Natalie (part 1) [mF] [oral] [rimming] [light humiliation]

Her name was Natalie and she had a great ass, for a white girl. We met in college, although ‘met’ might be a bit of an overstatement. We had some classes together and said hi in the hallways. Other than that, our paths rarely crossed. If she wasn’t studying, she would be at the gym, or out jogging. And it showed. That great ass was part of a fit body, and she knew it. She didn’t exactly flaunt it, but she did make sure her clothes were tight or revealing enough to show off her long, toned legs, her flat stomach, and her nice full breasts. She had a boyfriend, because of course she did. He was a remnant of her high school life. From the way she talked to him on the phone, I could tell he wasn’t that high on her list of priorities. But then again, neither was I. I was just around. Until one night in the fall.

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Say My Name [MF][BWWM][Interracial]

**A BWWM erotic short story adapted from the classic fairytale, Rumpelstiltskin. Also published on Literotica.**

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“Tomorrow? But there’s no way I can have the money by then.” Tasha bit her lower lip. The last thing she wanted was to break out in tears over the phone.

“I really hate to put you in this position, Tasha. I admire your business and want to help you out in any way I can, but you’re three months behind on the rent. And I can’t stay on top of my wife’s hospital bills without this income.” Henry was genuinely apologetic and she felt a twinge of guilt at having forced him into this situation.

It wasn’t his fault that she hadn’t had steady business in over a month. “How’s she doing?”

“Her spirits are high, which is more than we could ask for.” He sounded tired but hopeful.

Mrs. Sutter had been in and out of the hospital since Tasha signed her lease almost a year ago. “I’ll keep her in my prayers.” Prayers were about all she had to offer at this point. Read more »

And then Darkness – Part Two [MF] [Oral]

Part Two (part one can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dknnpg/and_the_darkness_part_1_mf_oral/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) .)

When I came to I was inside my house. I had been placed in a chair, one of our heavy wooden dinning room chairs. It had been moved into the living room, and I was zip tied around the wrists and ankles.

My head throbbed on both sides, and I was sure the side that hit the wall had a nasty cut. I don’t know how long I was out, but it wasn’t all that long as my wife was still on her knees between his legs.

“What the hell is going on here?” I demanded to know.

The man didn’t answer me and looked down at my wife. She had stop moving.

“I didn’t tell you to stop.” He grumbled at her.

She glanced back at me for a moment and then went back to sucking his cock. Her head and shoulders obstructed my view so I couldn’t see what she was doing, but I could hear the sucking and slurping sounds.

“I asked you a question. What the hell is going on here?” Read more »

22 [F4A] Boise. Looking for a writer to turn my fantasies into a story. Or we can RP, but I get distracted with myself..

I’m looking for a story where I’m this conceited girl who constantly humiliates other girls and teases guys while never giving herself up. I get into a situation where I make a bet that just leads into kore and more bets and eventually forces me into some sort of sex acts. Which just leads into more and more acts. I want to be broken down from my queen status and pedestal. I want the girls to get revenge on me and the guys to get what they think is owed to them.
My turn one are: BODY INSULTS (number one for sure), public situations (crowds), being compared to other girls, humiliation and degrading. Scene: I’m a college student so it can be either bets that happen in a classroom, dance team or track and field team, weight room, local university gym.
I want you to take freedom and make it your own with those guidelines. I can provide pics of me and other characters if it helps.

The Hag’s Kiss (bondage) (magic) (illusion) (monster)

The hag was not only a murderer but she was also a liar. She wasn’t lying about the baron’s son, or the cost she and her sisters had charged him, but she was lying about her purpose in invading his fortress.

She had been told by her sisters to collect what they had demanded from his son so long ago, and she would, even if it meant leaving here with something that would take nine months to actually gain.

As the hag informed the baron of the devastating cost of the gruesome curse she and her sisters had inflicted on the woman, Cynthia, his son had pined for, she crept closer and closer to him. The hag had something on her mind, but it wasn’t dialogue or negotiation, no what she was thinking about was more primitive, more primal than that.

She delighted in watching the baron’s face twist in agony, not only at the news that his son had somehow died but at the fact that she had come to collect the price stipulated in the magical oath the deceased youth had sworn to them so long ago. Read more »

Anal experience with a stranger in the subway [mf] [anal] [rape]

As i was coming home from a hard day of work on a unbelivebly crounded subway, it stopped mid station. As the voice of the conductor echoed inside the train to inform us that we would be forced to stay stuck for a bit because of a technical problem on the rails, the light faded. “Great” I though, now I’m around sweating peoples in the dark waiting for the damn subway to start back. But then, something brushed my behind. A HAND, I felt a hand brushing again and again against my butt. A bastard was taking advantage of the situation to touch me ?! Read more »

To Dominate a Secretary [m/f, mdom, bondage, anal, oral, spanking, humiliation, long]

Bella shifted nervously in the back of the elevator as it climbed ever higher, stopping every few floors to let well-dressed businesspeople off. She checked her reflection in the paneled mirrors, adjusting the hem of her pencil skirt, smoothing back her long blonde ponytail, checking her makeup, and generally worrying about her appearance. She needed this job. The interview had to go perfectly. She couldn’t afford another failure.

Though she was only in her second year of college, she had switched her major a half a dozen times. Nursing was too gross, pre-veterinary classes were too hard, English was too much work, and she had tried education only to learn she couldn’t stand children in large groups. On top of that, she had never been very good at school. She had begun to form a sneaking suspicion that her high school teachers had let her sneak by with B’s and C’s only because she was sweet and pretty. She had been put on academic probation, and her parents refused to pay for another semester until she figured out what she wanted to do. She had moved out of the dorms into a house with five other girls, and desperately searched for something to pay her share of the rent that she could apply for with her meager qualifications. She filled out nearly fifty applications, only hearing back from five, all of them turning her down. It was with fading hope and a drained bank account that she clicked submit on the application for a personal secretary at the BlueStar marketing firm, accepted the call for an interview with a wavering voice, and now rode the elevator to the sixty eighth floor of the downtown skyscraper in her best interview clothes. Read more »

“Bahama Vacation II” [cuckold] [hotwife] [true]

Originally from https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/forced-bi-cuckolding/real-cuckold-stories/#post-367

Bahama Vacation 2: The Cuckold’s Package

By AsianHotWifesCuck

I woke up with my wife, Julia, laying next to me. Her body was warm and inviting against mine. The room was slightly chilled with the early fall air. Last night we snuggled under the covers together as a thunderstorm raged outside. Now the storm had passed and the house was quiet in the early morning hours. We lay in bed for a little while, uncertain if the other was awake. I lay on my back while Julia rested her head on my hairy chest. Neither of us wanted to move out of fear of waking the other. Read more »