Tag: Humiliation

I went to a nude resort with my wife and mother-in-law [MFF]. Part 3 of our cuckold admission.

I’m sorry to keep you all waiting so long for the next instalment, but I finally had chance to write up the nude resort experience! I hope it was worth the wait :)

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Excited was an understatement to how I was feeling about our nudist holiday with my mother in law and wife. I honestly struggled to sleep each night leading up to the day, I was like a kid at Christmas!

As we packed our essentials the night before we were finally due to leave, I could tell my wife was just as excited as me, well maybe not quite.. but she was still very playful and giggling as we prepared and chatted about sharing our holiday with her mother.

When morning finally arrived I was awake and out of bed the second my alarm went off, quick shower and breakfast and we got in the car to go and pick my mother in law up, it was only as we arrived at her house the nerves suddenly hit and I realised I wasn’t feeling as confident as I first thought.. my heart was racing already but realistically I’d been through much worse before, so fuck it, let’s go! Read more »

Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed…A New Chapter [non consensual] [humiliation] [oral]l

Part 3

Vicki and Bruce

School would be starting in about a week and a half. Thankfully the first week was a short one, giving the teachers a chance to make last minute preparations and adjustments. Vicki had everything ready in her classroom. Having gone through the ritual so many times she pretty much knew what to do, and how to get ready for the new class. She also knew Lisa would be at school, still working, making sure everything was perfect. Vicki wanted to see her and let her know she was back and okay. At least she would tell her she was okay.
The next day she stopped by and Lisa was in her room. She put on as cheery a face as she could, so she wouldn’t be frightened when she saw her. She told her she didn’t want to go into any details, maybe later she’d feel like it, but not now. She said she was ready to start back to school to take her mind off things. She then changed the subject, trying to make small talk with her friend. Lisa caught Vicki up with things going on in the school system, including the startling news that Bruce Wilson, the school system attorney had abruptly taken a leave of absence and may resign, citing mental and physical exhaustion. He had also closed, at least temporarily, his law office. Vicki said nothing, acting surprised. As she left the school that day, she determined she needed to talk to him. Read more »

[C] The Perverted Book [Rape] [Toys] [Stuck]

[Features: forced into poses, rape via toys, unable to move]

Destiny. 24, female, dreamt of being an investigative reporter. A bit short, a bit thick, and a bit hot-headed. Or at least that was how she thought of herself. She was 5’6, 150lb, and a few more choice words describing her personality would be used by her friends and family. She was actively investigating a case and had stumbled upon a lead, hoping it would be her big break.

That was until she mysteriously vanished 7 days ago, just like all the others.

This is her story.

“Fucking garbage ass shit.”

Destiny was livid. She had thought she was going to meet an informant today but they never showed up. Asshole.

Sigh

This case was going to be her big break. It all started 3 weeks ago. Women were disappearing. Just vanishing into thin air. Well, not literally, that would’ve made her solving it nearly impossible. She needed to pack her resume, really get some street cred to her name so she could get hired. So she had set about trying to solve it, to figure out what the police couldn’t. Bunch of idiots anyway. All that fancy equipment and gear and can’t do basic reconnaissance. Read more »

Hypnosis and the Hound IV

Chains of the Mind

They say the worst chains are the ones we forge in our own mind. I don’t know why that image has been resonating with me so powerfully lately, but I think it must be true. I never noticed how badly I was burdened by them, how much I was bound by them, until I met Michael and his hypnotherapy began to free me from them.

I looked in the mirror after my shower. I was fifty two years old, not in the same shape that I was when I left the infantry, but three daughters had left me with even rounder breasts and ass than I had before, and I was always on the Jessica Rabbit side of buxom. My long hair was still red, but you could see silver threads here and there in it if you looked hard enough. I used to. I used to worry that time was marching on, and I no longer loved the person I saw in the mirror. I no longer lusted for life, no longer charged the next day like a wolf running down prey, but trudged into it like a drone. Read more »

The Activewear Tease – Part 1[f/M][NC][Bondage][Humiliation]

The Activewear Tease – Part 1: Home Alone

It was a warm Wednesday morning, and Emily was home alone. The young eighteen-year-old was going to spend the day playing video games in her apartment, but Brian had other plans for her…

God…She looked so good in her slutty little active wear she loved to wear, Brian though, to show off her body to tease not only Brian but every other guy she came across. Today she was dressed in her dark gray matching sports bra and leggings with little black slip-ons

Brian slides the back door open and enters the house with ease. Emily too distracted playing her video game with her headphones on, she fails to see the intruder move into her house.

“Ohmygod! W-who are you!? How did you get in here! Get out before I call the cops creep!” Emily exclaims, jumping out of her chair, glaring angrily at the intruder in her house. Her heart racing. Brian just stares at the girl, looking her up and down, her little black slip-on shoes, her grey leggings, and black sports bra. Read more »

I gave into my summer school bully’s demands and sucked him off in our dorm’s staircase and now I’m his personal cumbucket (NC) (female perspective) (humiliation) (19M and 19F) Pt. 3

After neatly sewing the buttons back onto my shirt, I try it on and look in the mirror.
I hated what I saw. I had nothing in particular going on for me. B cup tits, average butt, unfashionable, a sad bob that curled up at the ends, all I was missing was the glasses.
I sighed and dug around my drawers for a sexier bra, I could only find one that had some lace detailing but a cup size too big. It made my tits look even smaller but it was better than the ugly beige one I was wearing before.

He texts me to meet him on the second floor of our residence hall after dinner, where there are tables for group studying. I am surprised he actually wants to study with me, and in public too.

When I get there he’s already sitting there waiting for me. His laptop and textbooks open. I take out my stuff and we get to work.

He leans over and whispers into my ear,
“I’m tired of you fumbling over yourself in class, it’s not cute but cringe and annoying.”
“We’re going to get real work done today.” Read more »

[28F, 25m, 30F] Bitchboi Academy: The Doctor, the bitch, the Mistress

The driveway felt cold on my bare feet as I got into the car. I felt a sense of dread. Iknew earlier that day I was less than ideal for my dominant. As she sat next to me, a smile broke out on her face. I noticed her makeup, immaculately applied as always. Something was wrong. I couldn’t deserve an outing after what I had done. My breath quickened as her smile grew wider

She started the car.

I asked “what’s going on Goddess”. Nothing came from her but silence, and a slight wink that made me slightly unsettled. I searched for a way to respectfully find out more, but nothing came. I certainly didn’t want to be more of a bother, especially because I figured we were headed to one of her friends. She would often punish me with manual labor, and I certainly deserved it this time.

Clearly reading my expression, she laughed and said “We’re just headed to a…date”

So there it was, Mistress OWNER was driving us to a date night, which surprised me because i thought i was in trouble for my earlier misbehavior Read more »

I gave into my summer school bully’s demands and sucked him off in our dorm’s staircase and now I’m his personal cumbucket (NC) (female perspective) (humiliation) (19M and 19F) Pt. 2

I get to class first and sit down in my designated seat. I anxiously scroll through my phone waiting for him to come, only using my phone as a distraction from what happened less than 2 hours before. Without looking up from my phone I hear him walk behind me and slip into the seat next to me, when I look up at him he gives me a subtle smirk and then goes back to continuing to ignore me.
I guess he has to keep up his little act around his friends and others.

My body fully aware of his presence so close to me won’t cooperate with my mind in class. Unfortunately today we had partner work where we had to fill out a verb conjugation chart. Fucking great, my favorite.

I try to fill out the chart but cannot remember everything. He scoots closer to me and leans in to type at the same time as me because I’m too stupid and nervous to figure how to add another line. He tells me the answers to everything. Eventually he starts typing on my laptop for me because I’m too slow and shakey. He enjoys this arrangement.
“You’re too slow.”
“What are you going to do when the professor calls on you and you answer wrong as always, it reflects back onto me too.”
I get frustrated and just let him type for me.
He finishes way faster than I ever could.
I feel so frustrated I could cry. At times like this I can’t stand him. Read more »

Rebecca’s New Life (M/F) (BDSM) (Bondage) (Slave) (Auction) (Commission) (Toys) (FemSub)

Part One: Becoming His Property

As the strange men gripped her firmly by the elbows, Rebecca knew she had made a terrible mistake. She could not see; there was a leather hood which had been tied down around her head. It had no slits for eyes, and the dark fabric was pressed up against her face. The only opening was for her mouth, allowing her to breathe.

Other than this, she wore nothing at all. Her heart danced madly as she was escorted into the darkness. She did not know where she was going though she had a good guess. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, shackles bound her legs together so that she couldn’t move far or fast. She could feel the presence of the escorts, tough no-nonsense men who guided her forwards roughly with their hands.

The cold air brushed against her naked body, inspiring chills and visions of what was to come. Her body clinked with every step. Her bare feet slapped against the wooden floor. She was being led up. Up towards the auction block where her fate would be decided. Inside, she felt a bubbling mixture of terror, disbelief and a shameful undercurrent of anticipation. Read more »

Hubby’s Biggest Humiliation 😳 True Story, Female Perspective, and Discussion [FM]

This is about my hubby’s most humiliating experience, one that he admitted to me and still drives him crazy. I’m going to write it from my perspective, but we’re here together composing it so we capture how he feels.

Several years be before he met me, my husband was in a long-term relationship with someone he met in college. They had a pretty solid relationship by all standards; however, the sex was very vanilla, mainly because he wasn’t confident enough to open up to her about his fantasies until about two years into the relationship. They had a long-distance relationship from about year-two on, and they lived about three hours from each other by train (in Europe at the time). Read more »