Humiliation Time

Humiliation Time: An Erotic Sex Story

It was a hot summer day in the city and I had been eagerly preparing for hours. I had set the perfect scene for what I had in mind; my partner, my willing and eager victim, was due to arrive anytime soon. I wanted to make sure everything was perfect, that my plan was flawless, and that nothing could go wrong.

I had built a bed out of pillows, with cushions strewn across it. I had lit some candles around the room and spread rose petals on the floor. Soft music was playing in the background and I had made sure that we were both wearing something provocative and seductive. All of my preparations were in anticipation of the humiliation I was about to give my partner; a humiliation that they had not only consented to, but also excitedly asked to be part of.

My partner had a specific fetish for humiliation, so I had taken the time to plan out a whole night of it. I started off by blindfolding them, then proceeded to tie them up in different positions; arms behind the back, legs spread wide, the whole nine yards. I let my hands roam across their body, exploring and teasing them until they were completely ready for what was to come.

Once I felt that I had teased them enough, I began to humiliate them. I called them names, telling them how worthless and pathetic they were. I used my hands to spank and whip them, punishing them for daring to question my authority. All the while, they begged and pleaded for more, moaning in pleasure and humiliation.

The final step of my plan was to make them pay for the pleasure they had given me. So, I took out the biggest and baddest hooker in town and brought her over for the night. I had them watch as the hooker took me in every possible way, their humiliation growing with every moan and scream that came from my lips.

When it was finally over and the hooker was gone, I released my partner from their bonds and felt the intense emotion that surged through them. We lay there in each other’s arms, our bodies entwined as we both tried to process what had just happened.

It had been a night of pure humiliation and pleasure, and we both were grateful for the experience. Sure, there had been moments of embarrassment and shame, but in the end, it had been a night that we both cherished and remembered.

That night was a reminder that sometimes, the best kind of pleasure is found in the most unexpected places. We left that night with our bodies and souls deeply satisfied, and that was something that neither one of us would ever forget.