Humiliation

You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Yet

WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. 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. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory …

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Sophie The Pain Slut II

Since the start of my relationship with Sophie everything had changed at school, every guy wanted to befriend me even though they were jealous of me and would pressure me into revealing details about my sex life, I would give them a sly smile and refuse. Some guys were so obviously with their jealousy and I would catch them giving me dirty looks whenever they saw any form of public affection between me and Sophie. The other side of my new found popularity was that all the girls in school had started to try and sneakily flirt with me whether I was on my own or if Sophie was around. It had been a busy 2 weeks since that night of our first BDSM session as we had exams coming up and had only had …

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Bird and the Blonde

—————— Women interested in learning more about submission please see my ad here: —————— Bird and the Blonde Bird was hungry and his feet hurt. His feet always hurt on Saturdays and Sundays, when he worked the register at the local big-box store. He hated the job, hated that he never had time to just hang out all weekend like his friends at college, hated that he needed even the pitiful income that he made there just to stay in school. But he especially hated standing all day on his size-thirteen feet (which, along with his pathetically skinny legs and somewhat beaky nose, had earned him his nickname). At least it was almost time for lunch. Bird was starving, although not particularly looking forward to eating his same old bag lunch in the employee room. …

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The Principal’s Turn – Liz’s Story

As I surfed the internet for new “Instructional videos” regarding teaching methods, I replayed the events that brought me to the unnecessary exercise. It was then I decided to record my story. It is an unbelievable story of my decent into submission I needed to share for my own piece of mind. Several weeks ago, I met a new college grad that had previously been a student at the high school, where I teach. For reason’s I don’t fully understand I took an immediate dislike to her. I would say mainly out of jealousy, but given what’s happened since her arrival, there were more deep-rooted issues involved. In hindsight, I had many deep-rooted issues before Taisha Smith came into my life. She just knew how to tap into them. The first was my fiancé, Tony. …

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The Camp Slut- Night 5

Author’s Note: For those who have been following The Camp Slut storyline, this final installment may be a disappointment. It is not like the rest, as it wraps up the story. It does, however, open up a number of other threads for me to follow up on when the mood hits me. I hope you have enjoyed the tale. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events are coincidental. This story is not intended to be an accurate reflection of any particular lifestyle. Night 5 I woke up alone, cold, horny, and grumpy. The last was the only state out of the ordinary. At least I could hear conversation and activity outside, and smell coffee. I stepped out of my tent to see Andy and Bitch …

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Mommy Mind Control Chapter 3: Mommy’s Naughty Disicpline

Mommy Mind Control A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Three: Mommy’s Naughty Discipline By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! I was so angry with Melissa when I stormed out of my good friend Cathy Dawson’s house. That little fucking skank. How dare she cheat on my son. I never liked little miss miniskirt. She was a slut. A whore. The type of girl who would get knocked up and make me a grandmother before my son turned twenty-one. I was glad I corrected Ryan and made him realize that Annie, the cute nineteen-year-old who lived next door and idolized my eldest, was the right girl for him. But, still, finding out that Melissa cut the date short with Ryan last night so she could go to …

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Instructor Mike’s Academy – Part 4 – Becoming a Girl

Warning: This is an explicit semi-fictional/semi-autobiographical multipart series involving White Daddy / south asian teen raceplay, crossdressing, and more. If you are not over 18 and/or find the notion of White Cock superiority to be offensive, then please do not read on. Instructor Mike’s Academy – Part 4 – Becoming a Girl Sadly, it was time to head back. I had cleaned myself well in Instructor Mike’s shower, and when my mother came home she was none the wiser to my day’s lesson plan or psychological transition. I went to bed with a smile on my face thinking of the amazing feeling when he made my little peepee dribble, but more so with the knowledge that I pleased my Sir and helped him shoot his Glorious White Man Cum all over his little sissy’s face. …

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Dark as Ivory 3

Tuesday It took the entire ride to a parking garage but by the time he parked I was a little more coherent again. And it was mostly thanks to that hotter than hell sports car he had that I started coming back to reality. Otherwise I might have just stared at Flatline some more, like a fucking idiot. But when I saw his car, my eyes went wide. “Woah. Bitching ride. What made you decide on it?” He grinned and then I was talking to him easily because I wasn’t looking at him, instead distracted by the smooth as silk interior. His car was one of my favorite models for my own reasons but I wanted to hear his. And it was easy to talk about that because Flatline and I had enjoyed many conversations, …

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ONCE A THIEF NOT ALWAYS A THIEF

I’ll confess, I was a little afraid. I’d just become the Chief Executive Officer of Schwartz Ring and Bearing Company, the firm that my grandfather had founded thirty-five years previously. It wasn’t that I felt unprepared; I was twenty-seven years old with a Masters of Business Administration. I had worked summers in all of the departments of the company from the time I was seventeen until I’d graduated with my MBA then I’d started full time. Most recently I’d been vice-president of marketing headquartering in our Birmingham office. My father had followed my grandfather as the head of the firm but with his recent, unexpected death the mantle fell to me, I was coming home to our Illinois home office. Schwartz Ring and Bearing was a family owned company, all the stock save 100 shares …

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Deal with the devil 2

When they leave, I change into a bird, then take off. “Whew, that was something.” I think. “I can’t wait to try some other animals.” I fly down to the zoo, and only then do I realize a flaw to my plan. There are people at the zoo, so how am I going to have sex I decide that I don’t care, I need more sex, and I have a quick solution. I’ll be a fly, I’ll hide in some cranny in the pen, transform, then have some fun. I’m flying over the zoo when I see the first lucky animal, a wolf in the woodland exhibit. I change into a fly and drift down toward the caged play area. As soon as I land behind a rock I morph back into a human, then …

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From a sophisticated mom to a cheap dirty slut – A desi story

Hi All. This is Dilip back with another hardcore story. This is a hardcore sex story and has many extreme sexual themes like incest, watersports, scatplay and also bdsm. If you don’t enjoy these things, I would say this is not a story. Send in your comments to [email protected] It was 2 years back. I was 20 at that time. We are a family of 3. We live in an apartment in Chennai. My father works abroad and comes once a year. So, it is just me and my mother staying here. Our apartment has multiple blocks. Each block has 4 floors. We live in the 4th floor of our block. Each floor has just two houses. The doors of the houses will be facing each other and there is a lift between the doors. …

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School Life 3.5

This was the time of my life. I had the girl of my dreams as my girlfriend, and she loved sex as much as I did. Her perfect body, personality, face, everything! She was the full package. But damn, there was Ariel, the head cheerleader. As much of a bitch as she was, her slamming hot body was one a lot of guys fantasized over. She had the nice round ass and the large D-cup breasts accentuated with miniskirts and extremely low-cut skintight tops. And to think of the fact that Jack… nevermind, let me tell the story. So one normal school day, I was planning on walking home with Jessica when she came up to me and kissed me on the cheek. “Sorry, babe, but I have to make up a history exam I …

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Christmas Angel_(2)

Much of this is based on my own life (sadly enough) I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it Christmas Angel ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————- The harsh, bitterly cold wind blew past the figure of a man huddled on a park bench. Shaking his head he didn’t know whether to sit here and freeze or move on trying to survive another day. Taking a large lungful of the frigid air, a sigh escaped his lips, he’d given up hope, his life was in the toilet. Thinking back he decided that it must be his fault, he felt that no matter what, it was his fault. You see, he was a kind and gentle man who always tried to do for others, oh sure he had his faults didn’t we all but in general most …

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Owned

Owned by a Young Stud – Blackmail – Part 2 Jenny sat in her car outside the hotel where she had just met Mike. Well – outside the hotel where she had gotten drunk, fucked him, and had a picture taken with his cum all over her face. She was not sure how long she had been sitting there when her phone buzzed. It was the picture Mike had taken of her. He said, “Looking good Jenny. Can’t wait to have you over to my place to meet my friends.” Jenny took a few quick breaths, trying to compose herself, before slowly driving home to her husband. Back to her old life. *** The next day – Saturday – started off remarkably quiet. Jenny was on edge, keeping her phone close to her so that …

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Alucard: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia

Chapter 4: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia Trees. Mountains in the distance. I always admired nature’s beauty, its calming indifference. It began to rain, just a slight drizzle. I flipped on the wipers. It was a lovely autumn day, the sky was a bright blue with whisks of white clouds. I was driving to Mr. Ettington’s estate on request. It had been several weeks since the birthing of his half-breed and he wanted to thank me in person. I drove through the gates leading to his home. Mr. Ettington had considerable wealth and his property displayed that. I was greeted by staff that suggested I walk out to the large building with red doors, as I would find Mr. Ettington there. I opened the one of the red doors, and found myself in a …

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No Clothes to Wear at the Beach House Part 3

He woke up to the sound of cameras snapping around him. As his eyes peeled open he saw three girls aiming their phones at his crotch. Just before he reacted he saw two familiar faces behind them, Karen and Emily. He realized then that they had brought their friends over to where he was to show them ‘the naked boy.’ Jim looked to his left and saw Lilly laying there. “Lilly, why did you let them take pictures,” Jim asked in a defeated tone. Lilly just rolled her eyes. “Hey, dude, can you play with your penis?” one of the girls in front of him asked. “What!” “Just play with it like you did last night, honey,” Lilly said. The girls giggled. “No!” Jim yelled in anger. He thought, “I may have been humiliated to …

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Becky and the Beasts: Part 1

Part 1: Feeding the Dog  Becky kicked off her sneakers, ignoring them as they thudded into the wall. She closed the door behind her as she sat down on the edge of the bed, glancing into the full-length mirror. The girl stretched, reaching behind her head to release her long, straight platinum-blonde hair from the bun, letting it cascade down her back and shoulders before lifting her white tank top up over her head and tossing it to the bed. She reached behind her back, releasing the hooks at the back of her bra to free her large, firm double D breasts. Then she let herself fall backwards into the bed, her hands roaming her slender body, squeezing her breasts before they slid down her flat stomach and under the waistband of her shorts to …

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Her Inner Slut

Her Inner Slut I should have known when my wife told me that I really didn’t want to release the inner slut in her that I should have listened. But I was blinded by her newfound sexuality in our relationship and I was just having a good time. I guess I should begin this tale with some background about our relationship and us. I had moved to Las Vegas and met Carol when she was 32 years old. She was a beauty, blonde, 5ft, 115lbs, small perky breasts; she has a sweet tasting pussy with a small landing strip down the center. I’m 5ft 10 inches, 185lbs and I wish I could say that I have a 9 inch cock but I am a respectable 6.5 inches. I was 35 and had just broken up …

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The Spanking Stories – #1: Overtime

INTRODUCTION: I used to write for a website which specialized in a genre known as ‘spanking-romance’ stories. The format, as the publisher explained to me, was “Boy meets girl, boy spanks girl, they live happily ever after.” I thought I would share a few of those stories here and see how they’re received. As you can imagine, given the format description, the tone and content of these stories are a bit lighter than my usual writing. More of an ‘R’ rating than an ‘X’, for the most part, and generally more character/relationship-oriented. The theme is still Dominance/submission, just not exclusively focused on the erotic aspects. For those searching for more hard-core D/s stories I would recommend the ‘Teaching Carol’ series, the ‘Reading Allowed’ series or my short stories. http://www./profile328454/zenmackie If you’re interested in learning more …

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The Library Crawl

I must be crazy, Patti thought to herself. She didn’t look crazy—in fact, she looked the opposite of crazy, if there was such a thing, although it was true she didn’t look the way she normally did. At the moment, to the casual observer Patti might easily be mistaken for a librarian: her dark hair was pulled up into a bun on top of her head and she had on glasses and no make-up, and she was dressed in a long, conservatively-cut leather jacket that came almost to her knees. The black high heels might have seemed a little out of character but not radically so. Yes, Patti looked very much like a librarian. Which would seem to make sense, as she was standing in the middle of the town library. Nothing crazy about that. …

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