Tag: Humiliation

[Fantasies] I realizied that I love porn so much not because I want to be a guy in scenes, rather I want to be a girl. And I am skinny, fragile and frail, so? M23

I want part of lifestyle of a extremely sexually submissive “slut” girl who has sex-intelligence and love and understands the act of copulating.

.. I want to be picked by a group of rich 30s guys, shipped with them to a fancy southern vacation (or northern) location. Fucked all the time (even ceremonially taken virginity), (sweatpants ripped) massaged and fucked, gangbanged, fingered in cars and clubs as a sign of ownership, drugged (yay), dped, creampied (this excite and scare me), bdsm, strict orgasm control sometimes, whored out to other groups, parties all the time, bukkake, dommed with other subs like me (both boys and girls)(with whom I will be locked in the cage and being forced to lick eachother till the dawn), …

…Then fed to regain libido and then fucked again, triple penetration, given escorts to fuck, exploring new fetishes and kinks all the way, filmed as a humiliation and blackmails, rape play all the time (strugglefucking/bratting). Given fancy opportunity and teaching how to workout.

This is just the ultimate half-fantastical version. 40% of it would be great. Every day (or actually dawn) ending feeling full-filled (both belly and below it). I look as femme boy and said to be attractive and skinny as fuck with a above average fuckable butt and good with dirty talk for a submissive. Read more »

The Argument [MF] [bd] [oral] [fdom]

“Did you remember to pick up my coat from the dry cleaners?” my girlfriend, Annette, asked as she briskly walked into the room?

I didn’t even hear her come in as I was playing an old Counterstrike game when I should have been doing a collage assignment. I told her this morning that I would be finishing it that afternoon.

“For fuck’s sake, Cliff, you forgot, didn’t you”? she asked, looking annoyed as hell.

“Is that the time?” I asked, looking at my watch, already going into my whole ‘pretend I forgot’ routine.

“Don’t even”, she said, disappearing into the kitchen. It is going to be one of those afternoons, I thought.

I was wrong.

I was going to get up and follow her into the bedroom and try and worm my way back into her good books again, but I saw a chance to take out a bad guy on the roof of a factory. I hate campers with sniper rifles. Read more »

Don’t Flash Your Tits At Strangers, Part 6 [MMMf] [blkmail] [huml] [reluc]

Apparently, Travis was joking when he said he was going to have Aly suck him off on campus. “Nah, we don’t have time for that. We gotta get you somewhere important,” Nick smirked. Aly was so relieved she happily complied with the little stunt they decided to pull instead of the on-campus blowjob. Nick called it “drive-by groping,” which involved Nick rolling the window down at every red light and having Aly stick her naked breasts out for strangers to play with.

*Sicko,* Aly scolded herself for the weird excitement she felt as the car rolled to its first stop — right next to a construction sight. Kneeling behind her, Nick rolled the window down, a grin in his voice as he said, “Alright, baby. Show them those perfect titties.”

Arching her back, Aly did as she was told. Right away, there was a reaction.

“Holy *fuck*!”

“Look!”

The men dropped everything they were doing to stare. The lust that filled their eyes made Aly grateful that there was a car door between them. Read more »

(Request) Squeaky Clean

Posted this to r/dirtywritingprompts already, but things seemed a little slow…

So here’s my request, I know it’ll seem strange… I have a thing for someone getting forcibly cleaned, think getting run through an automatic car wash… Setup: a cruel dominatrix has a session that ends up getting her sub dirty(mud, paint,food, be creative) . Wanting him/her clean, and also wanting to cause pain/humiliation/both, she opts to to truss him/her up and send them on a (or several) trip(s) through an automatic car wash. I would love detail as much as possible.

Bi Hooker, Bye Crook Part 3 [MMF] [Blkmail] [Sextape]

It was the usual boring Monday for Helen. The reviled one had left customarily early with the usual lack of any attempt at communication. The house and time were her own to do as she pleased. So why did she feel like a prisoner in this multi-million dollar mansion? Time, she sighed reminding herself and routine, too much of both. She’d met a young, handsome, passionate politics major out to change the world and ended up with a jaded, right wing office robot, content to mete out the days in comfortable party anonymity, free to take on multiple meaningless corporate directorships that took him all round the country and out of her life.

The spark had died years ago but they were comfortable in their distanced marriage. Dinner and sex on special occasions only and they got on with their lives in their own way. Safe in the financial security that his position bestowed and the public image of a stable married family man. She knew he fucked around on his “business trips” and she screwed whoever she felt like when he was away. The unwritten rule was not to rub it in the others face. Read more »

My (f) 31st Birthday weekend, starting with a (m) former Soldier.

First of all, happy fucking birthday to me. September 25th I celebrated 10 years of being 21. Cheers! I have blisters on my feet from the previous night’s Pirate Pub Crawl… but I wasn’t dressed for them. There was a formal military function at an event hall smack dab in the middle of the pub crawl. So I did what any self-respecting lady would do- I dressed up in an inflatable shark costume and circled the venue humming the JAWS theme to myself waiting for an unchaperoned service member to stumble out like Bambi in the woods. Hands down, I had the best costume of the night. Rocking an asymmetrical skirt and matching grey heels for my Great White realness. Maybe someone fed me mushrooms. Maybe I was having a blasty-blast in the costume all by myself and completely forgot my mission to sew some wild oats. Let’s rewind to earlier that day, before I graced downtown Anchorage with a shark attack. Read more »

Surprise Visitor [FM/F, cuck, huml, light Fsub]

Here’s my first crack at a story. It’s long, I know. Basically, I was talking to a friend of mine about her fantasies, and she laid out a scenario where she watches her boyfriend fuck another woman in front of her. The other woman is clearly hotter and taunts her a little about the whole thing, but it turns my friend on like crazy and she gets off watching. I thought it would be fun to try to write a story for her fantasy. Hope you like it!
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You get the text while you are out running errands. It’s Jack, and it’s cryptic.

“Get home soon. Be waiting in the bedroom. Panties only. There’s a surprise.”

Immediately you feel the wetness start coming on with a delightful tingle. What could the surprise be? You and Jack frequently talk about ways to keep sex exciting and new. Maybe he’s planning to act out a new role-playing scenario with you.

Your mind flutters with the possibilities as you race home, eager to comply with Jack’s instructions.

As you walk in the front door, you notice the silence. Jack must not be waiting for you at home. You make your way to the bedroom and still there’s no sign of him anywhere. Read more »

how I met mr right

Many of you asked how I met my current bf. Here is how it happened as detailed as I can be. I had been chatting with this man for 2 months and he already mentioned he had family to visit way back when we first started talking.

He was interesting enough and we planned everything for our first experience together. He wanted me on my knees in front of his apartment door in lingerie he and I liked the humiliation factor of the whole night.

I got there 30 mins or so early and this is the slums of my city and it was the whole reason he rented the room for the weekend. To treat me a certain way. I waited in front of the door with the address 55 and a rather skinner looking man opened the door so I took the opportunity to let myself in and surprise him without buzzing him.

Walked two flights of stairs and let my nerves settled for about 2 minutes before I removed my jacket and had on just my red lace thong and heels and walked down looking for 306. First hint of that night should have been remember he said 306 was on the left but it was on the right to me. Read more »

Wife encourages husband to dominate her [M/F]

Hello, my name is Crystal. I’m 35, 5’8″ and a size 16. My tits are 36FF and I have wide cunt lips, I’m married and naturally submissive. My husband only likes vanilla sex. I’ve tried over the years to entice him into my fantasies but it’s not really happened until last night. I’m not going to lie here, I need pain and humiliation, the feeling of domination to cum – vanilla sex doesn’t do it for me and never has. I can get there if he talks dirty to me calling me a whore or slut but it doesn’t compare to when I play with my own clit imagining being beaten or humiliated.

So last night we were having sex, I had almost brought myself off with my fingers before he came into the bedroom, he told me to suck his cock. I put his soft member in my mouth, ran the tip of my tongue around the top and then slowly began to suck until he was hard and filling my mouth. He then told me to roll over so I was on all fours on the edge of the bed while he plundered my cunt with his hard cock. I was still playing with my clit when he stopped and told me to sit on him. Slowly I let my pussy slide down his wet cock covered in my juices. I started to ride him hard and he pinched my nipples while I asked what he would do if… Read more »

Don’t Flash Your Tits At Strangers, Part 5 [MMMf] [blkmail] [huml] [reluc]

Aly had never been happier to be stressed out about exams. It meant she was finally getting back into the groove of being at school, and that her Spring Break drama was so far behind her that she actually had room in her thoughts to stress about things besides showing her tits to strangers and letting them cum all over her naked body.

“Aly, please. Let’s not pretend you didn’t ace that final,” teased Lena, Aly’s new friend from study group. To replace the sorority sisters who’d spurned her after her Spring Break sexcapade, Aly had returned to the type of people she was friends with in middle and high school – the smart kids who wore buttons downs, ballet flats and tight ponytails.

Even she had adopted the style this morning, donning a cute shift dress, cardigan and ballerina bun. Aly giggled.

“I mean, I think I did okay, but that doesn’t mean I’m not nervous still,” she said, sipping her iced latte. They were sitting at her favorite coffee shop just outside campus. They roasted the best espresso beans and, well, the barista/owner of the shop was absolutely gorgeous. His name was Ryan, and if Aly wasn’t mistaken, he gave her the eye every time she came in, but unfortunately, never spoke to her. *Just come and say hi already,* Aly groaned inwardly. Read more »