Humiliation

Author's Note: A young researcher visits the wrong household and becomes the offspring Nancy could never have. Nancy Jacobson always wanted a little baby girl. She and her husband, Steve, were trying during the first few years of their marriage, but now she was 38 years old and time was running out. They lived in a big, but not very preserved cabin, a few miles outside of town. That and the fact that none of them had a stable job, made it impossible for them to adopt a child. Nancy, a blond, chubby woman with long fingernails, had become increasingly depressed due to this situation, and rarely left the house. Steve, a quiet, thin-looking man, whose, sideburns had just started turning white, tried to comfort his wife as best as he could. But things didn’t seem to change and desperation slowly turned into madness in Nancy’s mind… ...

Author's Note: Synopsis: Seven young women develop intense D/s relationships. As the story develops, the level of B&D/S&M will increase along the way. Chapter 1 - At the Bar The Esquire buzzed with activity as Peaches pushed through the door. A sea of male eyes followed as the redhead sashayed across the room. Her blue spike heels helped to give the illusion that her shapely legs went on forever before ending enticingly at the hem of her denim miniskirt. ...

I don’t know how long I had been driving. It had to be at least 4 or 5 hours. I had taken two weeks off from work and decided to take a road trip. I didn’t know where I was going. I would just drive until I found somewhere interesting to stop at. I knew I was somewhere on Route 3 in the Adirondack State Park. I loved being out in the middle of nowhere. It was getting late. Eight o’clock at night in November and it was getting really cold outside. I figure it was time to start looking for a hotel. ...

Author's Note: This is my first public story. Depending on the feedback I have some ideas for a continuation. The Beginning I was a successful business man who had worked hard all my career to reach my ambition of retiring by the age of 50. Although not a multi-millionaire by any stretch, my small business was running well without my involvement providing me enough income to live the moderate lifestyle I desired. And I certainly wasn’t a sloth who wanted to spend all my time on the lounge. I enjoyed keeping fit, tending the garden and going to the beach. ...

Author's Note: Hey Everyone! I’ve been reading and enjoying the incredible stories on this site for some time now; I figured it was about time to give back! This is my first published story on here so I hope you enjoy. Your constructive criticism is of course very welcome. Enjoy! “Alright babe, you ready to go? We don’t want to be late!” she said in excitement to Sir. It was New Year’s Eve and they were going to a friend’s party, which promised to be unforgettable. Earlier in the evening Sir had laid out a delightfully sexy outfit for her to wear; she was already wet with anticipation as she slipped her white lace thong on, followed by matching bra, heels and a brand new white sleeveless Herve Leger bandage dress - the kind that hugged her slim but perfectly curved form in all the right places - which Sir had surprised her with just the day before. ...

Author's Note: New to writing. Add me on Fetlife.com the_lil_kitten. London ontario Chapter One You come into the house. Lock the door and come up the stairs of my one bedroom apartment. You see me sitting there innocently, you walk up to me and sit with me for a few minutes well rubbing my neck. As soon as I am comfortable and I start to lean into you, you grab my hair roughly and tell me to kneel on the floor. Than you demand and tell me; ...

Part I Hey, I’m Tom. I’m a 19 year old, Tall, Slim Blonde male. The other day I went to my mates house for the night (He is a 19 year old, tall, slim brunette male). I got to his house at about 3:00pm. It was a hot day so we decided to go to the beach for a swim. We got back to his place at about 6:00pm got some tea and decided to go play the playstation, watch a movie and go to bed. ...

Author's Note: Second story. I like criticism. From a very young age, I had fantasized about being tied up tightly. Not even in a sexual way, really. I must have been about 13 or 14 when I searched for images of tied up women on the internet, and ways I could tie myself up, although I never actually had the courage to tie myself up. These web searches landed me on various bdsm sites, and so this desire to be tied up soon led to a desire to be humiliated, used and, to an extent, tortured. Of course I never told any of my friends or anybody that I really knew. Even if on the extremely rare occasion, my friends would joke about being tied up and that sort of thing, or see an S&M scene in a movie and say things like, “That’s you in the movie. That’s your wet dream isn’t it”, which would result in immature laughter, there was just no way I could tell anyone. It wasn’t even a trust issue, I just didn’t want to be seen that way. ...

Author's Note: This is not so much a story as an account of one of my bondage fantasies. The woman smiles to herself as she prepares her female slave for an evening of erotic bondage. She is a dominatrix and uses her slave not only for her personal pleasure but also as an instrument of sexual stimulation when satisfying her clients. She prefers to think of these as her ‘victims’, men who are prepared to reward her for bringing them to orgasm in the most frustrating scenarios she can imagine. ...

Blake was an asshole, Regina told herself once again. That’s what made it so thrilling. Blake was the sales manager for PicoTech, a strutting rooster risen from the cold calls and deadbeat accounts to become the company’s golden boy, all before he turned forty. He’d been after Regina for two years, ever since she was hired to whip accounts receivable into shape. He brought in the business, Blake loved to tell her, and she made sure they paid up. It was a match made on the balance sheet, so why didn’t they combine their assets? ...