Humiliation - Page 113

Dear Diary, Ethan gone. He proved himself unworthy and removed himself from the picture. I can't really articulate how I feel about this but every bit of it reinforces this.. self-awareness I'm experiencing. Like, I am an entity, a whole, stand-alone person

My Ma’am sent me an email this afternoon with some instructions to complete before I go see her this evening. She told me to clean myself out completely, shower, and that I was supposed to wear my ankle and wrist cuffs when I showed up at her house

The tree was chosen in advance. You could tell the hooks were in it before today. In fact as I allowed you to tie me to the tree I wondered how often you had done this before. My hands were above my head. Next, my feet were spread

“I have a surprise for you today, Pet. You have been exceptionally obedient, and as a result, you are being rewarded.” “Meaning what, Sir? What kind of reward are you talking about, Sir? I have simply been myself. Nothing fancy

this story is of complete debachery of a vuloptious upper class 25 yr old blonde bombshell the things that are going to happen in this story r not for the weak hearted. below is the link to a picture of the women that is being debauched in this story

Here I was, sitting in my small apartment in front of my PC on a Tuesday evening, surfing the web and mainly being bored. I was thinking to go for some porn sites but eventually decided that i was looking for something better

Senior year in high school. (2001) Well after dating Christy for whole year thing seem to have slack off between the two of us. She was spending more and more of her time helping her parents with raising her little brother

I awoke to the dim red light, the bunker completely silent. I rolled over and kissed Amber on her forehead before climbing over her and covering her nude body with a blanket. I slowly made my way through the corridors arriving in front of the security room

Es war ein eisiger Morgen im Februar. Wie jeden Tag fuhr ich zu der Bankfiale, in der ich arbeitete. Die strahlende Sonne versprach einen schönen, wenn auch sehr kalten Tag. Ich musste minutenlang die das Eis von den Fenstern meines Autos kratzen, bevor ich losfahren konnte

I've never been much of a "ladies man" but I've had a couple girlfriends over the years, however, things have been pretty uneventful for me in the last few months

Chapter 8 THE SISTER AND THE SLUTHOLE Claire was feeling a bit better by lunch. She took out some of her upsetness on the girls she catalogued, finding particularly demeaning and filthy names to call them as she entered their tits and twats into the database

She was angry. Her husband had promised her a special night for her. She purchased a sexy dress and was going to surprise him with a night in a hotel he would never forget. She went to the spa, was bald from neck down and even made sure she was clean if he wanted to fuck her ass

Blank street featured only 4 cottage like homes & was a dead end street often called Motherfucker Lane, there was a reason the residents called it that

Lisa and I teamed up to do a report for our sociology class. The whole group was divided into two-person teams; that was part of the assignment. For my part, I was pretty glad. I thought Lisa was pretty cute--a little bookish, maybe, and shy. She had short brown hair and glasses

It was a hot August day in Nevada. We sat in front a large house in an upscale gated community not too far from the city limits of Las Vegas. The lawn maintenance van we had stolen the night before worked perfectly getting us past the guard gate