Tag: Humiliation

Maxwell Farm: Part 3 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

HIM

Several weeks go by, its now almost mid spring, the fields are almost completely tilled and you find you're working shorter and shorter days, not because you're getting lazy, but because there's less to do. Strangely you're okay with this, lounging in the fields or your stall more and more. Your clothes still feel impossibly tight, but you know you can't work it all off at once. Plus you haven't been drinking the water from the trough, just getting regular rub downs from me when you need them.

One day you wake up to a gentle hand on your body, its early, the sun hasn't even risen yet. You rub your eyes and glance around until you notice me in your pen, rubbing your leg slowly, examining you. You smile and giggle in your half-sleeping state and moo softly, "mmmoo … Max that… feels good… ta wake up to" my hands caress your thick thighs and down your calves, and as you follow my hands you can't help but feel that tingle again. Wanting, nay needing, that delicious explosion again you roll onto your belly and push your butt out, spreading your legs to reveal your plump fuckhole to me, mooing softly to encourage me. "Mmmmoo… Max.. p-please… mmmmooo … touch me again" Read more »

Maxwell Farm: Part 2 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

HIM

As you exit the barn and see my silhouette in the fields you notice there's the silhouette of a plow next to me. As you approach you notice there's no bull or horse to pull it and before you have a chance to question I cut you off, "Now Kami, I know you've got an… attestation to bein' a milking cow, truth is I could really use the hand plowing the field this season." My voice is deep and rich, just a hint of a southern accent to it, but not a drawl, you might almost think me a southern gentleman were it not for the flannel shirt and faded jeans. I stand at least a half a head taller than you, and you never really got the feeling of just how broad my shoulders were, built like an ox some might say.

I continue speaking, drawing you from your thoughts, "Now your master gave me the notion you would rather work like a bull than milk like a cow, an'… judging by the shape you got," I pat your thick thighs with a big calloused hand, emphasizing the shape I mean, "I figure you got some muscles that could be put to mighty fine use here under this plow." I gesture to the equipment, already to be used. "So… what do you say? You help me out and I see if I can convince your old farmer not to sell or slay ya, deal?" Read more »

Maxwell Farm: Part 1 of 6 [MF and FFF, Fantasy, Breeding farm, Mild furry(cow), Lactation, Weight gain, preg, huml, reluc]

This roleplay takes place on a multi-purpose farm with a human farmer and a variety of half-human, half-animal hybrids. Kami, a cow-hybrid, was brought to the farm to be bred by Max, the human owner of the farm. Kami is a reluctant breeder, who must be fattened up and broken in before she will be ready to bear offspring. This unfinished roleplay concludes with Kami being sent off to a dairy farm to prepare for her impending motherhood.

Thanks to Penningthrowaway for expanding my horizons and being a great RP partner.

HER

I shield my eyes as I exit the trailer and enter the sunlight. Your farm is much nicer than the one I came from. I see rolling fields to my right and left, with your pale blue farm house sitting atop the highest hill. In the distance there is an orchard full of newly blossoming apple trees. And off to my left is a freshly painted barn – my new home. Read more »

The Bar Bathroom [MF] [anal] [anal fingering] [verbal abuse] [humiliation]

I didn’t usually go out to bars. The noise bothered me. But ever since Mindy dumped me for some guy with a huge dick, I was lonely, and I was tired of beating off. I washed my genitals thoroughly and went to a grungy bar. I saw a hot blond piece making out with a guy with a lot of hair product. She wasn’t wearing panties, and he fingered her vagoo. I thought she’d go back to his place to get inseminated, so I ordered a drink.

I zoned out for a while. Being around people was stressful. Then a goth tapped my shoulder. She said, “What are you, some kind of faggot?” I stammered and looked at her hot gothic tits. “The gay bar’s down the street, faggot!” “I’m, I’m not -“ I said as she rolled her eyes. She grabbed my arm and started walking toward the bathroom. “We’ll see,” she said. Read more »

[sci-fi, fantasy, bdsm] My first sexy story… The Flagpole

He is an evil spirit, a practicer of dark magic, a shaman whose main focus was sex and selfishness. He uses his powers solely to please himself…. he uses black magic to make his cock grow to inhumanly large sizes and he goes about putting the town wenches under his voodoo hypnosis and forcing their submission…. He locks their wrists with magical bindings, he can bend their bodies over with his will, he can pick them up and throw them around….and he can choke them like Darth Vader chokes his victims, all with the power of his mind. He can put words for them to say and orders to obey into their mind telepathically, without actually saying a word. He makes them beg, he makes them degrade themselves. "I am nothing but a worthless toy. I am your wench, Use me, Use me, like the dirty wench that I am." He uses them relentlessly, over and over, sending them back to their husbands bruised and beaten, swollen and loose, holes gaping from taking such a massive cock. And the husbands are powerless to stop him, after all he is more than human. He has free reign over the town, the town is scared of his power. Women kneel before him in his presence, they bow down to him when they see him, they let him know they are his…."I am yours master" The husbands shudder and cower in fear…."she is yours, sir, use her as you please." The town is powerless to stop his reign of sexual terror. Read more »

GRO Part 7 – Jeni and Bella go shopping [Str8, Mf, huml, oral, prost]

After leaving Adam’s house, Jeni and Bella had gone to the mall. The first order of business was to replace their borrowed clothing. Bella’s improvised shirt-dress looked almost chic, but Jeni looked like a dyke – although that wasn’t a completely inaccurate description, given her recent activities.

But Jeni was a girly-girl at heart and yearned for more feminine attire. She also had a strong desire to deck little Bella and herself out in some clothes befitting two burgeoning sluts.

For Bella, Jeni has chosen the punk/goth clothing store. Soon she had the little latina decked out in black tank top, thigh high fishnets and a red and black plaid schoolgirl skirt. They also found her some calf-high lace-up boots with a four-inch spike heel. Dark red lipstick, black eye-liner and a spiked bondage collar completed the look. They didn’t choose any panties for her, though, so if she bent over in the skirt her ass was plainly visible – both girls agreed this was perfect. Read more »

Forced Favors [FM] [Str8] [blkmail] [reluc] [huml]

My flatmates hosted a party last Friday. We all work at the same huge company, and most the guests were also employees there, people I've seen a few times, maybe talked to, but not many I knew well.

On Saturday morning I had plans with my boyfriend for his 25th birthday, so I intended to shower and pass out early.

During the party one of my flatmates introduced me to his coworkers, Faisal and Jason. I talked with them for the better part of an hour before deciding to retire. They were both fun to talk to, interesting. Faisal was texting someone the entire time, so I mostly spoke with Jason, which was totally fine by me at the time because Jason is hot. We exchanged stories about our hometown, work, etc, and he seemed totally normal.

I excused myself to get ready for bed and went to my room, gathered my clothes, and headed to the bathroom. About ten feet of hallway separates my room from the bathroom, so suppose he saw me walking there with my clothes and towel. I took off my clothes and set them on the counter top next to my pajamas, and got in the shower like normal. Read more »

Requested by a Redditor: Sasha’s Submission [FMMMMMMM][Probably some more Ms][BDSM][Gangbang][reluc][mdom][huml][oral][anal]

Finally got my ass in gear and got to work writing this. A request for a redditor, here's hoping they enjoy it. It's been a fucky month, but I'm back in the game. I would love any and all feedback from you lovely people! The full story can be found here. Thanks for reading!

Sasha blinked at the bathroom mirror. The harsh lights gave her smooth, olive skin a harsher, waxier complexion. The woman in the mirror vaguely resembled a ghost dumped in paint–But I l don’t look like that in decent light, Sasha reminded herself. She sighed and checked her phone for the thousandth time, immediately shoving it back into her pocket when it came up blank. As it hit the bottom of her pocket, it finally buzzed. Sasha yanked the phone back out of her pocket and pumped her fist as Jake’s name lit up the screen. Her face burned as she read (and reread) his message.

“I’m finally home. It’s been too damn long. I have a surprise waiting for you tonight. ;)” Sasha shivered, the shaking spreading from the core of her back to the tips of her fingers. The screen reflected her dark brown as eyes as she replied, thumbs flying over the keyboard. Read more »

Soccer Mom and a Bully [NTR,Huml,Voy]

Disclaimer: This is a netorare story, if you don't know what netorare is google it. It's like cuckolding but worse. It's about a mother having sex with her sons bully. Please don't complain about the fetish.

"Coach! Colin tripped me!" I whined, as usual the coach wasn't paying any attention to the game he was too busy looking at the soccer mom on the field, my mom.

"No I didn't I was trying to get the ball! he's just being a crybaby." Colin retorted, but it didn't matter either way, the coach was clearly uninterested in the event and was mainly just annoyed with the interruption of his gawking.

"Quit the belly-aching Jessie, sometimes your going to scrape a knee or bruise an elbow, it's sports son! man up!" Read more »

Black Mail Merri

Making sure she wasn't followed, was part of the game. It wasn't like anyone knows, or if anyone did that they would even care, but Merri casually looked over her shoulder for the 7th time. Making sure she was not followed to the Library. The morning crowd of the quad didn't change. No one leaping behind light poles, or diving into trashcans to avoid direction. The humiliation that would destroy her if anyone knew what she had done, or what she was doing now. She laughed nervously. It was laugh or turn around and chicken out. If she chickened out she would run. And if she ran she would drop her gift. Nothing could be worse than if she broke it. Merri turned back and swallowed hard. Walking with renewed purpose, she never looked back.

Merri steps inside the library. She sucks in a short breath in through her teeth. The pervy janitor who control's the library's air conditioner keeps it set at just above "meat locker". Everyone knows this. Merri feels her confidence melt against the warm shame blossoming in her cheeks. She isn't wearing a bra. Her pale nipples begin to perk up. Then stiffening to the point of aching. They cut through the thin cotton of her shirt. Read more »