Humiliation

Julie, her Father, and the Iron Cock of the Law

Author’s note: the government policies I imagine in this story are extreme. I find them arousing to write about – and I hope you find them arousing to read about – but they are the stuff of fantasy. In the real world, this kind of male dominance and female submission does not lead to advanced, happy societies and good living. It leads to sad, bitter, broken women, insecure, angry men, and loveless, lonely marriages with perfunctory, obligatory, and unsatisfying sex. The characters in this story are unshakably horny and psychologically resilient in a way real people seldom are, not to mention hot, motivated, tolerant of pain and lacking emotional hang-ups, mental hang-ups, or really any sense of ethical behavior. Such is the way of this kind of erotic fiction. Enjoy! Julie Holmes had lived a …

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my best friend sister_(0)

Well this is my first time soo please be gentle with me. I am not a grammar god so if that kinda of stuff can fuck up a story for u I’m sorry. Well let do this then!! P.S. I’m doing this on my phone sooo yeah So were to start? My name is…well let just go with Eric reaper. Well let me tell you about my self. I’m 18 6’1 green eyes brown hair I keep it short cause I try to grow it out and it doesn’t fall it just kinda goes in all directions. Well I use to be a lil big not to big just a stomach. But now I got a job were I am cut grass all day in the sun ( in fucking Texas so yeah) so now …

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Turning My Roommate into a Sissy Slut Chapter 4_(1)

I was standing in the living room of my apartment. It was a Friday afternoon, and my classes had ended for the day. Of course, this meant that I would be spending a lot of quality time with my roommate this weekend. My roommate, Terri, was kneeling in front of me, naked and ready to serve. Just to think, only a few weeks ago, her name was Tim. Tim was an arrogant asshole that didn’t really have any idea of what the real world was like. Seeing as he was a sexist and a racist, as well as all the other negative terms I could use to describe someone, I decided to teach him a lesson. Well, I’d say it turned out pretty well. Now, she was on her way to becoming my own little …

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IHNC 8 – Lisa’s Surprise

IHNC 8 – Lisa’s Surprise Becky sure looked cute. Collapsed against me, passed out in my arms, still dressed, but exhausted from the animalistic fucking we’d just had. What was becoming of me? Was I now just an animal? Sure it felt great, and now she was carrying my third child. But didn’t I owe it to my wife and my first two children to be honest and tell her. There was no way I could keep this secret forever. And now one of Becky’s friends, and my student, Lisa knew. Even if she’d only guessed before, the banshee howls Becky had given would have left no doubt in anyone’s mind. I tucked my sticky and shriveled cock back in my pants and lifted Becky to her bed. She was out cold now. Sure she …

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Melissa Gets Put Out Part 2

Part 1 can be found here: http://stories.xnxx.com/story/35128/Melissa_Gets_Put_Out_Part_1 In which Melissa violates her curfew. and as punishment is placed in the family pillory on the front lawn for the next two days. And after she is put out, her disgruntled younger brother plays a counting game with her with some of his lunch, before heading off to school. Author’s note: As a wise man once said, “Specificity is the soul of all good communication.” I must admit that I mis-communicated in part one. I was using the term stocks, when what I actually meant was pillory. I hope my readers can forgive me my error. Additionally, I appreciate all comments, both positive and negative. While I think I know where this story is going, my characters have begun to surprise me a bit. MELISSA GETS PUT …

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Teaching Carol, Ch.9

The incident in her classroom seemed to remove a lot of boundaries for Carol as a submissive, and she no longer fought the impulse when it came. In fact, she became very creative herself. Not long after that episode she called and asked me to come over, and when I arrived I found an envelope with my name on it taped to the door, and inside the envelope was a small key. There was no answer to my knock—but when I entered I found her kneeling on the floor, wearing only a pair of bright yellow panties printed with blue ducks with orange beaks and feet… and she had gotten some handcuffs and used them to bind her hands behind her back. She said nothing when I came in—just opened her mouth as wide as …

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My unknown submissive side (cont)

I woke up with the light smell of cum on my face and quickly realizing what happened the night before. As I went into the shower, the urge to masturbate was incredible and it took all my willpower not to do it. I tried to think of something else, but I kept coming back to last night. Eventually I got out the shower and started getting dressed, where I unconsciously started looking for a pair of panties, when it hit me that I couldn’t wear any since he took them the night before. I put on a dark blue skirt that was longer than I usually wear due to the no underwear situation. Then I put on a long sleeve shirt and a jacket which I buttoned up (something I also rarely do). The feeling …

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Titcage (Chapter 30)

Chapter 30 CAMPAIGNING, ONE By the end of the week, all the boys from the party had logged onto Claire’s website and rated her sexual performance. She got a little buzz from being rated as “high” by all the boys. And with the addition of that data, Claire had completed her R grade. She got the change made on her ID by Michael the next Monday, just after she sucked him to orgasm. Next was Q grade, and Claire was pleased to find she had already completed most of the requirements for it. Michael had another surprise for Claire. She and Kitten were going with Michael on a campaigning tour, to visit several important politicians in their home states and win them over to a new suite of reforms Titcage wanted to implement. He said …

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How to train your fratboy (Ch 3)

Brad apprehensively eyed the landing. His chest pounded in excruciating anticipation, equal parts curiosity and dread as he waited helplessly for his first glimpse of the next sorority girl to use him. It didn’t really matter what she looked like, he reminded himself in a vain attempt to fight back the fear and panic — to regain the relief he had felt as piggy. He grimaced as his frog-tied kneecaps slipped and ground in the puddle of spit, blood, and girl-cum Mistress Chin had left him in. It doesn’t matter what she looks like Brad thought frantically I’m already her bitch. It doesn’t matter if she’s a 500lb gorilla or a midget. Whoever she is, whatever way she wants to use me, whatever she wants to take, she can have it. You are her piggy. …

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Doll House – Detective Nolms story

Howard got home from work earlier than normal. His day was spent coping and sending all of the case files back to Mother. He was near nervous about being caught, but the thrill of it excited him. Making his thin cock strain along his cage. But it was obeying Mother was the most pleasurable. He never knew he could feel this way. All he needed to do was submit. The shoulder bag hit the floor with a heavy, defeated thud, the leather worn smooth by years of dragging it through the grimy underbelly of the city. Detective Howard Nolms stood in the entryway of the suburban split-level that had slowly become a prison of mortgage payments and silence. He loosened his tie, a cheap polyester noose that had been choking him all day, and ran …

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Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 5) – Welcome Home Scott

The pale, ghostly glow of the smartphone screen cut through the heavy dimness of the bedroom, casting a spectral blue light across the duvet. Lexi sat perched on the edge of the mattress, her thumb hovering over the glass, the only movement in a room held in suspended animation. The “Find My Phone” app was open, a stark grid of the city streets illuminated by a single, pulsing green dot. It was Scott. The dot moved with a steady, mechanical rhythm, sliding away from the dense gray grid of the office district and onto the arterial roads that bled toward home. He was in transit. “Perfect,” she whispered, the word escaping her lips like a puff of cigarette smoke, curling into the silence. She tossed the phone onto the bedside table, where it landed with …

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BDSM Boot Camp 05

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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Amanda and The Photoshoot – 06

The days that followed passed within the pharmacokinetic windows the Dilaudid established. She sent three job applications from the shared computer, entry-level data entry and admin roles, the kind of work that required nothing from her she was not currently capable of giving. The data entry role confirmed for January. The numbers worked. On the day of the appointment she sat across from Dr. Harper and delivered her account accurately on the symptoms and ***********ively on the cause and omitting the Dilaudid entirely. Dr. Harper was direct. The Valium had been a temporary intervention. The dependency risk was too high. She would not prescribe it further. Amanda confirmed she understood. She understood it with the full precision of someone three years into a pre-med degree who had spent the past eleven days managing an opioid …

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Sir Salt

Chapter 52: SIR SALT After sampling some of the local talent, I wanted an adventure. I decided to take my boat exploring some of the local waters. I notified the office that I would be gone for a couple of days, secured my dinghy to my assigned mooring ball, and cast off. I navigated to the “ditch” and relaxed in my comfortable cockpit as I watched the scenery drift past in slow motion. I had no destination, just a desire to escape for a day. I wanted time to be alone, to think, to assess my journey so far and where I was going. I was hankering for a cold beer but denied myself that luxury. No booze or pot for the helmsman while underway. Captain’s law. With a big sigh and the sun sinking …

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Girlfriend and Boyfriend Abducted – Part 2

Girlfriend and Boyfriend Abducted, Part 2 “Help us!” Ashley screamed. “Please help us!” In a remote house far from prying eyes, with only the woods to serve as witness, a third-year college student lay bound, naked, spread-eagled, and face-up on a creaking bed frame while a muscular man continued to rape her. His cock lanced through her velvety softness, uncaring of her feelings, wants, or needs. She knew only that this man’s name was ‘Mladic’, that he had the slightest of Eastern European accents, and that he looked as harsh as he was cruel. Now, with her boyfriend Brad tied to a chair beside the bed and forced to watch her rape, she had just heard movement at the top of the stairs. So stubborn and desperate was her need for hope, Ashley had cried …

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My Dear Sweet Slave: Chapter 3

Chapter Three “Just a tad bit more,” Isaac said. Holly lowered the gallon bottle of milk over the bowl of Raisin Bran, letting a small white splash soak down under the brown flakes. “Perfect, just like that. Now, onto Cheerios…” It was an interesting scene taking place in Isaac’s kitchen; it was like he and Holly were preparing a buffet. Isaac had originally started out simply trying to list things Holly could cook for breakfast and dinner, but with a sudden drive of perfectionism, Holly became incredibly needy for meticulously precise instructions on how everything had to be done. Isaac had told her he didn’t really care how she cooked, but afraid of leaving her master unsatisfied, she wanted to closely examine every meal as to his personal preference. She needed something to strive for, …

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Office Slave: Chapter 2 – Security

“Good girl. You can get dressed now.” Rachel went to pick up her clothes from the desk. But Toby stopped her. “Oh no you won’t need them. Just your shoes and coat!” Toby said pointing at the coat stand. She looked at him reluctantly. “Go on! Put your coat on!” Toby shouted firmly. And like a naughty school girl Rachel shuffled over to the coat stand. She took extra care to make sure her coat was done up tight. Lucky that she had put on her long black coat that morning she thought. Meaning all of her modesty was covered. Meanwhile, Toby quickly grabbed everything up and made sure no evidence was left behind. He also grabbed everything for the presentation tomorrow as they wouldn’t be coming back into the office in the morning. “Go …

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The Book of May Ch5

May was still riding the high from the fucking she had just received from the horse. Her tongue was still searching every nook and cranny of her mouth searching for another taste of that delicious horse cum. “MMM god I’ve turned into such a whore” she thought to herself, realizing how much she loved it judging by how wet her still gaping pussy got wet at the thought. May was in such a sexual fog she almost collided with daddy at the back door to the house when he stopped walking. “We need to clean you up a little before you go inside, I don’t want you tracking horse cum through the house. Now on your knees little one” Daddy instructed May. May did as she was told and kneeled down on the concrete pad …

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BDSM Boot Camp 06 & 07

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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Pleasing Bill: A Crossdressing Story #2

Chapter 2: First Day On The Job “That’s what i like to hear. Now at 12AM tomorrow i want you to be at our house dressed up in the sexiest outfit that you can get your hands on. I’ll text you our address.” “I can’t. My family are still at home by 12.” I pleaded. “That’s not my concern. Now this is your first task i’m telling you to do. Are you going to fail me already? Because you be here at 12 o’clock on the dot or you can forget about ever seeing me again.” Bill said annoyed. I couldn’t disappoint him. I need to prove i’m going to worth his time. “I understand, Sir. I will be there.” “That’s a good little whore. See you then.” He hung up. How the hell am …

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