Humiliation Stories

He Had Me Hopping All Night New May 11 All characters in this story are 18+ This story is completely fictional. All acts in this story are fully consensual. This was a story from last month. Some of you might’ve caught it back in April, but I’m posting it for the rest of you

Marinette has an important date with her boyfriend Adrien. However he has more pressing matters to attend to with training the lovely ladies of the superhero world.

A The Case of the Pantyhose Society Story
Elegant women in pantyhose use martial arts to get confessions from bad men

A One Week with Heather Story
Jess, Aaron, and Heather return as Heather goes off to college.

A Filthy Tales for Wicked Grown-Ups Story
When a cursed prince with a submissive streak meets the infamous Lady Verity Thrustworthy—better known as the Viper of Veylthorne—his only hope of redemption lies in obedience. Add a magical golden vibrator with opinions of her own, and courtly manners don’t stand a chance. A bawdy, wickedly enchanted retelling of The Frog Prince where domination is destiny, and happily ever after comes with a bite.

In the bruised-purple bedroom, Harold (72) and Elena (54) kneel, rope-burned and paddle-marked. Braids, collar, sippy cup, duck blanket, Goodnight Moon surround them. “I’m only lovable when little,” she sobs. “When Daddy,” he chokes. Pull-ups, journal confessions: I’ll die mid-story. They make love—tears, Daddy, Harold braided. Aftercare: salve, shared sips, blanket-cape. Miso purrs. Tomorrow: burnt toast, crayons, rituals. They stay—leaky, creaky, little, big—choosing each other daily.

A story in the Lesbian Romances Universe
Clarita owes the mountain her seventh daughter’s seventh daughter. Michelle breaks every salt line she finds. Hate becomes hunger, hunger becomes rope and brand and fist. To keep the witch in the walls fed, they pay with blood, welts, hot wax, and shattering squirt under the Mothman’s red eyes. Love here is a debt paid in screams and perfect surrender. The ridge claimed them. They claimed each other harder.

An enticing experience with a kaldorei prisoner, over too soon, too violently, has stayed with Silendiel Flameborn, noble lady of Silvermoon City, for many years. When her house loses a servant to the recently established kaldorei embassy, she takes her frustrations out on the night elves. Their reaction proves rather surprising, and she soon finds herself in the company of a towering, well-equipped Sentinel Lieutenant. Will she choose reputation, or indulgence in desires too long denied?