Tag: Humiliation

My Discipline – Part 7 [m/f] [Humiliation]

Timmy wasted no time trying out his newly vested authority over me. A few days after the dinner mom announced it, Timmy said “Rob and Dean are coming over. I want you to be polite and accommodating. I don’t plan on making you show off, but be anything less than pleasant and I’ll make you sorry”. I nodded. His two close buddies from school arrived a little while later. Mom had gone out for a while. I’d known Rob and Dean for years, but never really talked to them other than pleasantries about school or the weather.

They were in the living room playing video games for a while before I heard Timmy yell “hey Heather, can you come in here?”. I come into the room. I have on a grey tee shirt with an American flag colored heart on the front. I had on jeans, and my dark brown wavy hair was in a pony tail. I wasn’t sure what to expect but I put on my best fake smile and cheery disposition and said “hi guys. How’s things? Did you call my name Timmy?”. Timmy said “yeah, Rob didn’t believe I was your boss now. Will you tell him?”. I sighed. Then I said “well….its pretty much true. When our mom isn’t home Timmy is in charge. I am apparently not as responsible even though I’m older. So I guess you could say Timmy is my boss at the moment”. Rob said “how do we know she isn’t just playing along?”. Dean piped up saying “yeah, if it’s true Tim, tell her to do something”. I wished they hadn’t challenged Timmy, but I knew he’d be more than eager to demonstrate his position over me. Read more »

My Discipline – Part 6 [M/f] [Non-Traditional Spanking] [Humiliation]

For the next couple months my butt hole took the brunt of the physical discipline I was given, but not always. There were still days I got a boob spanking or got my ass cheeks and thighs toasted with a switch or paddle. But a couple times I got punished right between the legs. I remember the first time it happened so clearly. I had on just a nightgown and panties one Sunday morning. I got sassy with mom and that was it. I was in trouble. I was positioned on the center cushion of the couch, and she said “panties off Heather and hike up your nightgown. If you want to give me a bunch of lip, I’ll have your dad spank the lips that count”. Dad took off his belt as I removed my panties and pulled up on the hem of my nightgown. I was used to baring my private parts in front of my family when I was it trouble. I was very afraid of that belt though this time. I had to hold my ankles apart as he wound up. I closed my eyes. The next thing I experienced was a blinding pain as the belt cracked against my labia. My most tender bits smashed under the force of the belt. I think I cried immediately but I somehow stayed in position. I received two or maybe it was three more strikes directly on my pussy. I felt like I was possibly going to cum or that my vagina might fall off, but neither ended up happening. After the spanking I had to spend 30 minutes or so kneeling on the coffee table with my head down and my ass in the air. Read more »

[Str8] Ahead of Schedule – An innocent virgin is tricked into ruining himself sexually over the course of a year in increasingly humiliating situations by his beautiful girlfriend. I try to write these with a realistic tone and believable characters/interactions. Would love feedback/requests!

“So Simon, in the email you reached out to me you sounded a little desperate for help with, I believe you called it, social anxieties. Is that right?” Dr. Veneger asked, sitting across from me, notepad and pencil in hand.

When frantically looking for a therapist a couple nights earlier, I neglected to look at any of their pictures or even their gender in my haste. So it was to my surprise that Dr. Veneger was not only a relatively young female, but an incredibly attractive one. I had always pictured myself speaking to a male therapist, but since I was already sitting across from this beautiful brunette doctor, I figured why not.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Okay, and I saw you originally emailed me kind of late, I think it was around 11pm or so. Was there any reason for that? I’ve found that that’s the time where impulse decisions thrive.” She asked while simultaneously scribbling on her notepad. Read more »

[Blackmail/Transformation][Humil][LossControl] I try to write fetish erotica with a realistic tone and plot. Here’s my first submission here; “Ahead of Time”

“So Simon, in the email you reached out to me you sounded a little desperate for help with, I believe you called it, social anxieties. Is that right?” Dr. Veneger asked, sitting across from me, notepad and pencil in hand.

When frantically looking for a therapist a couple nights earlier, I neglected to look at any of their pictures or even their gender in my haste. So it was to my surprise that Dr. Veneger was not only a relatively young female, but an incredibly attractive one. I had always pictured myself speaking to a male therapist, but since I was already sitting across from this beautiful brunette doctor, I figured why not.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Okay, and I saw you originally emailed me kind of late, I think it was around 11pm or so. Was there any reason for that? I’ve found that that’s the time where impulse decisions thrive.” She asked while simultaneously scribbling on her notepad. Read more »

My Discipline – Part 5 [MF/f] [Humiliation] [Anal]

(I fully recognize that this is an odd and likely niche kink on my part. I don’t fully understand it myself, but there is something cathartic for me in getting it typed out so I can explore my own thoughts and feelings. This is a completely fictional story, and love it or hate it, it’s helping me process things. So thank you for reading, and I am always open to feedback)

As things progressed and my parents were forced to escalate my discipline again because I kept acting out. I got a new kind of spanking. It wasn’t on my boobs, although I got those with relative frequency now. For this spanking mom had me fully naked in the living room before dinner. Timmy watched with his typical excitement as he saw his older sister stripped of every stitch of clothing. I had to bend over the arm of the couch. Mom said “pull your butt cheeks apart”. I heaitated but did as she said. I could feel the room air on my anus and the back of my pussy which made me feel extra exposed. Read more »

My Discipline – Part 4 [M/f] [Humiliation] [Breast Spanking]

I knew from reading the old Victorian era punishment book that it’s philosophy was built on finding the exact sanction for each child or adolescent that will finally convince them to stop an undesired behavior or start a desired one. To that end, the book was filled with various methods of causing embarrassment and inflicting pain that should be tried on an ever increasing intensity scale. I sensed that turning 16 and finally being stripped completely opened a new chapter in the book. I figured it was only a matter of time before my discipline got escalated.

About ever one or two weeks I got more spankings in various states of undress for my misdeeds. Once I had to come down to the living room after my shower and drop my towel. The belt felt extra sharp on my damp bottom that night. Another time I had to pull my jeans and panties down to my knees as soon as I got home from school and waddle down to the basement for a spanking with the carpet beater. In every case I got extremely horny and masturbated as soon as I was able. Read more »

My Discipline – Part 3 [M/f] [Spanking] [Humiliation]

The next month was interesting. I misbehaved just enough to ensure I got a spanking about weekly. The implements changed and I got to experience a wooden spoon, a metal coat hanger, and a homemade paddle. The things that didn’t change was the location and my position. Mom always had me in the middle of the kitchen with my hands flat on a step stool and me legs straight. She also consistently had me wearing nothing but underpants. I think she thought having to take me spanking out in the open with my little boobies out would get ne to change my behavior so they wouldn’t have to try anything more extreme. And while it was quite humiliating to stand there feeling my titties jiggle and bounce with each painful stroke, I still needed consistent punishments. Read more »

Mostly True Debauchery Part 2: Foursome turns to cucking. [MMFF] [huml] [MDom] [Msub] [Fub] [sm] [cuck] [raceplay]

Mary glanced down when her phone buzzed, and slid her hand out for around Steve’s waist.

“It’s from my ex, Ron,” she said, “wants to know if I’m down for a threesome tomorrow with his new girl. What a fucking creep.”

Steve leaned in to read over her shoulder, “So, tell him you’ve got a date.”

Mary looked up at him and smiled, “Oh, do I qualify for dates now? That’s not how the video Joe shot the other night sounded.”

He shrugged, “I was just trying to set the mood for you when I said that. Like lighting a couple of candles. But if you don’t want a date that’s fine, I’ll just jerk off on your tits and go.”

Mary giggled and caught his wrist with her free hand, “Well I’d never say no to the first part, but I’ll let him know I’m busy. What did you want to do for our date?” she asked while sending the message.

“Have you been down to the Quill and Claw in town?”

“The bookstore? I wouldn’t have taken you for a- son of a bitch!”

“I dunno, most of my girlfriends have liked my mom, why?” Read more »

My Discipline – Part 2 [M/f] [Spanking] [Humiliation]

I masturbated many times to the thought of my spanking and to other girls getting spanked in porn. As the bruises from my spanking faded, so did the sharp memories of every sensation and detail about my first spanking. The hormones in my 15 year old brain began to take over and I was craving another spanking. It had been three weeks since I first felt my dad’s belt across my ass, and despite me recent good behaviour I felt compelled to break the rules and get punished again.

That Friday night I went to the high school football game. It finished in plenty of time for me to make it home before curfew. When I started my walk home however, I went right instead of left. It was the long way home. After about 15 minutes into walking the long way I was past the point of no return. Even if I turned back and took the short way, I’d still be late. I did this so I wouldn’t chicken out. Despite how horny it made me to reminisce about my spanking, it still hurt like hell. I had been noticeably sore for several days after. So my rational self wanted to avoid the pain, but by hormones and arousal overrode my rational self because of how intense my post-spanking orgasm had been. I felt like a junkie seeking a fix. Read more »

My Discipline – Part 1 [M/f] [Spanking] [Humiliation]

This is a fictional story about teen girl, and never actually happened.

My name is Heather and I have a very interesting story to tell you. You see, from the outside I seem like a very normal and typical 15 year old girl. I go to school, I am on the junior varsity volleyball team, and I get decent grades. All my teachers, neighbors, and acquaintances think I’m a model young lady. Most of the time I am, well except at home.

I am forgetful about my chores, I am terrible getting home by curfew, I give me parents sass, and fight with my younger brother Timmy more often than not. According to my parents my behavior issues didn’t really start until I was 13. They attributed the change to teenaged hormones. They were probably right. The year I turned 13 I spent an average of three weeks out of four being grounded. I had no phone, no tv, no computer. Even with as strict as it was, it didn’t really compel me to do my chores or be nicer to my brother. Since I couldn’t leave the house though, at least I wasn’t late for curfew. Read more »