Tag: Humiliation

The Red Thong – a dirty dominatrix story

He was there as she’d instructed. He looked afraid even from this distance. His hands were still gripping the steering wheel, bone white. He must have been very cold since she’d denied him the privilege of clothes and had purposefully made him wait half an hour longer than arranged.

Tonight she was bedecked in a long leather coat. A favourite of hers and oh so wickedly vampish. She walked over, the heels of her thigh high boots clicking sharply as she considered his misdemeanour and what she had planned for him. Harsh his punishment maybe – but he deserved it. He was lucky she wasn’t letting him go. Stealing from a Domme was bad enough, but lying as well was a very serious offence.

She flung open the car door.

‘Don’t turn around,’ she snapped, cuffing his head. ‘Eyes forward.’

‘Yes Mistress.’

He obeyed, his shaggy blonde hair trembling around his face.

‘Did you bring them?’

‘Yes Mistress.’

‘Then give,’ she said coldly. Lena held out her hand and he rummaged around in the side door to retrieve a red studded pvc thong.

She snatched them back and eyed him thoughtfully. Read more »

[TF/TG] The Milkmaid’s Tale

Go to the country, they said. The fresh air will do you good, they said.

Fresh air my ass.

City air may be smoggy and filled with cigarette smoke but I’d take that over the reek of cow dung any day.

“Hurry up, city boy!”

I huffed in frustration and turned to see Calvin and the rest of the farm hands smiling at me smugly from the truck. Of course, they had already finished unloading. When my aunt had ‘suggested’ this farm-stay holiday she had failed to mention it would come prepacked with a bunch of arrogant yokels who thought the highest form of comedy was watching a ‘city slicker’ try to lift hay bales.

“It’s John.” I reminded them for the fourth time, “and if one of you could give me a hand, we could all get back to the house a lot faster!”

“Oh, poor Johnny boy!” Calvin jeered, jumping down and hefting the haybale over his shoulder with ease, “didn’t Farm Simulator 3000 prepare you for this?” Read more »

Mindfuck Ch. 04 — [Asian] [Cheating] [Magic] [Horror] [Humiliation]

[Chapter 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/uxkffq/mindfuck_ch_01_mans_reach_exceeds_his_grasp_asian/)

[Chapter 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/uzv1q5/mindfuck_ch_02_asian_magic_cheating_horror/)

[Chapter 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/v3oe3i/mindfuck_ch_03_asian_magic_cheating_horror/)

“You fucking bastard!”

At the sound of Selena’s distressed wail, all the guests coming and going through the crowded hotel lobby suddenly paused. The establishment, located in the center of one of Los Angeles’ busiest business districts, was a hub fob for domestic and international lawyers, entrepreneurs, and other wealthy individuals looking to turn a greater profit in the city of angels. The marble floors and polished wood fixtures gave the place a dignified, professional, wealthy ambiance.

Not the kind of place one expected to witness a lover’s spat.

Ed and Selena stood face to face in the center of the grand lobby, ignorant to the disparate huddles of tourists and visitors who had gathered round to investigate the commotion. Selena had just landed, returned from her long trip to visit her family in China, and cryptically requested Ed meet her at the hotel, not at her own place.

Selena’s furious exasperated breathing, her flushed cheeks, and her arched brows were as terrifying as they were confusing. Ed opened his mouth to speak, only to be swiftly silenced by the sting of Selena’s palm against his cheek. Read more »

Monsters Among Us 2: Countermeasures

In the months that followed “the incident”, otherwise known as LJ having to reveal she was a superheroine (not actually true, but the cover she could live with), complete with power belt and secret identity, LJ’s life got complicated. She did so to stop The Crusader from turning a woman’s march into a new, bloodier Inquisition broadcast live on your local networks.

She registered with the local Superhero society for testing and training, but with her power belt suppressing her mother’s Succubus blood and her father’s Hyde blood, she tested out as just three times stronger than a normal woman. No one could explain how her physical abilities as tested in the laboratories could account for the film defeat of The Crusader, let alone stopping a 13 ton LAV armoured personnel carrier with her body and losing nothing but clothing.

Justice and Gauntlet were two meatheads, Superhero trainers who were determined to train LJ into tapping the power she demonstrated she could wield during “the incident”, but LJ was determined to mail it in, to half ass her performance until she flunked as a failure and was forgotten. Read more »

Teaching Respect (MMF)

My name is Jan, you don’t get the rest because I do have a life, at least for now. I am a middle aged, somewhat over muscled but still curvy redhead with Jessica Rabbit like curves. Yes, gravity is a thing, and my boobs no longer ignore it, but that just means when they bounce they get even more attention.

I can tell you my mistake. I agreed to meet up in person, in public, so I’m not a total idiot, with a man I had been corresponding with about erotic writing. We have similar kinks, or opposite I guess. I am that proper woman your mother always wanted you to bring home, or at least I was. I was a virgin until university, had one relationship prior to my husband, and that was my total score card. Two men.

I am a happily married professional woman, a wife, mother, teacher, community volunteer, the whole nine yards. I am also secretly very sexually submissive, but forced at home, at work and in volunteer work to always be in the dominant leadership roles. It is required because no one else wants to do the heavy lifting and make the hard calls, so I get things done. Read more »

[MF] A queer girl falls in love with her childhood best friend … fulfilling his fantasy of me as a cat girl wearing thigh high socks, collar, skirt, cat ears heels and a tailplug [Long Story, kinda cringey]

Hello everyone. Allie and A here again. I guess this is now a series or journal of sorts detailing our relationship as we move from childhood platonic best friends to lovers. Anyways, this is the story of how I fulfilled A’s age long fantasy of me, Allie, being a stray alley cat.

Also…not a furry. Ramble ramble ramble. Long story as usual.

Backstory of my nickname:

A and I grew up on the same street, his house was just a little bit past mine across the street. I’ve known him for my entire life. I honestly cannot recall a time in our life where he wasn’t around in my formative life. We got up to a lot of crazy disastrous adventures while we were growing up. Read more »

The Tutor 4: Caught In The Act[MFMMMM][Str8][gay][cuck][cuckhold][forced gay][creampie][cheating][orgy][anal][facial]

Lorna sipped her glass of Chardonnay with a giggle, her face almost as red as her cocktail dress. She was surrounded by people, men, and something about being circled by these strong, dominant older men made her feel comfortable. She felt at home. It had been a few months since the Christmas party, and Lorna had procured herself a reputation. Suddenly every student in her class needed tutoring, and every student’s father took a sudden and keen interest in their child’s education.

Lorna decided to throw a cocktail party and invite all of the parents of the children that she tutored. Or at least, all of the fathers. Lorna’s husband was in favor of this idea, after all his wife’s job was very important to her and he would do anything to facilitate the relationship between her and her students. Little did he know, she was a little more involved than he had anticipated. While Lorna entertained the dozen or more men at their house, Max had been sent out to pick up a couple bags of ice that Lorna had conveniently forgotten to get before the party. She was sure this would give her enough time for some risky, dangerous fun, but the truth was that she didn’t care if he got home before she was done. This was her new identity, this was what she wanted. She wanted filth, risk, degradation, and most of all, she wanted to get caught. Read more »

Steam Room Mishap [MF] [CFNM]

I [36M] had recently joined a fancy new gym near the office and I was excited to test out all of the facilities. Everything seemed to be state of the art and very modern. After a tough workout I decided I would treat myself to some relaxation in the steam room that was attached to the men’s locker room.

A quick stop at my locker, where I stripped off my clothes and secured my phone and wallet, and I was off to the steam room. The gym did have any full-size towels, just these space-age shammy things about the size of a hand towel. I grabbed one of those to sit on but I was otherwise completely nude, which is generally customary for single-sex locker room facilities.

Despite my working out, I was still a bit overweight, but very muscular. I would describe my penis as a “grower” not a “show-er” as the saying goes. It’s about 2″ soft and grows to a nice, thick 7″ when hard. I’ve always enjoyed being naked and sometimes I need to focus my thinking in order to not sprout an erection when roaming the locker room. This is an important point for reasons that will become clear. Read more »

His Living Doll- Part 1 [Dubcon/noncon, Dom/Sub, Vaguely Historical, M/F]

A slender body shivered within an overlapping embrace. Fingers travelled slowly up her stomach, along her ribs, gently cupping one of her breasts, two fingers gently petting them, running over her nipples over the delicate cloth, hooking her steady against his body, over layers of delicate clothes he had chosen, he had given to her to wear. He reveled in how she shuddered and squeaked and winced cutely, helpless and pliable to his every will. Her fingers clenched nervously around her ruffled skirt, arms supporting her weight against the floor, his hold keeping her from leaning forwards any further to get away. If she tries, he would pull her back, but she didn’t. His arms were wrapped under hers, pressed and rubbing against her as they moved. He could feel every hesitant, lovely breath.

Explorative and teasing, his fingers slid towards the tie of her blouse, playing with it. Her breaths quickened, and her back went weak. Pulling her more securely against him by her waist and his other arm, he bent down without warning, brushed aside her dark hair, laid a kiss upon her neck, and bit. Started, she whined in embarrassment and turned her head, and he tugged her knot loose in that moment, pushing the clothes that looked so precariously telling of her form downwards, below her chest. Read more »

[F][bst] Skippy’s Master 2

Follow-up to “Skippy’s Master” by cowgirl. This one is by another author, but posted by cowgirl on her site (now long gone).

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I didn’t write this story…

…but It’s a cool sequel to my story ‘Skippy’s Master’,
(*sigh* my only doggie story). I think this sequel is
*really* good, maybe even be better than my Skippy
story, plus it’s spelled a whole lot better! (wink)

I can’t thank Howard enough for it!!!

Check it out:

:-)

Skippy 2
Howard Hightart

Tears of shame ran down my face as I felt Skippy pound
into me. But even though I felt humiliated I still
enjoyed the feel of my doggy lover next to me.
Feelings of joy and excasy mixed with self-disgust and
loathing as to what I was doing. With each pounding
of Skippy’s doggy cock I muttered my new position in
life over and over again.

“Skippy’s bitch”

“Skippy’s bitch”

“Skippy’s bitch”

Kneeling on all fours, pants and undies down around my
ankles with Skippy leaning across my back I thought
over the reality of what I as actually doing. Read more »