First Time With the Professor and My Best Friend: Lesbian Public Humiliation Erotica

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The more extreme the humiliation I subject Alice to, the better – within the obvious limits of what’s wrong. The power to be able to do as you wish to another person for your enjoyment is intense, exhilarating and extremely arousing. Helen gave her daughter a moment then asked again: “what about dropping off and finding a job?” it was an awful thing to do, but Helen was willing to go that far for Brit’s sake Brit raised her eyebrows. Her past experiences with her mother’s solutions were not encouraging. However, she had no alternative apart from her dark and suicidal thoughts: “what kind of solution mum? Please don’t tell me to report them to the university. You know how that ended last time”

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John, who is ironically a marriage, relationship and sexual coach, shares: “My wife and I went out with some friends for bowling and beer. We both had a little too much to drink.” However, that didn’t stop him from initiating intercourse with his wife that night. “I was happily pumping away with a full bladder. I began to feel the urge to ejaculate (or so I thought in my half drunken stupor). The problem was that I was peeing instead of ejaculating.” 5. Caught in the act Brit took her time to gather her thoughts and remember the unpleasant times from the past weeks: “the first time was I think three weeks ago, something like that. I was cornered outside the campus by three girls who were… well, they were calling me names and taking turns in slapping me. I had to stand with my hands on my side as each girl stood before me and slapped me as much as she wanted. While they were doing that, one of the girls got a text from Chelsea. Apparently they were going to study together afterwards” Sure, she will be deviating from her mother’s philosophy. But who said her mother figured everything right? Why can’t she take the initiative once in her life? Mmm. I don’t know. Among those who came after me, she seems the smartest I guess. But again, I don’t know much about most of them anyway” Brit said the truth, but she left one thing unsaid because she didn’t think this was relevant. During one class, a boy tried to flirt with that girl but she immediately shut him down and told him unless he has a pussy, she is not interested. At that point, Brit didn’t have much thoughts about her own sexual orientation because she had more urgent stuff on her plate. And she didn’t even admit to herself that this was one of the reasons she thought of this girl specifically.

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Yes, she did. She told the girls that she saw me around in classes before but didn’t know my name. Before anybody tells her my name, she said it doesn’t matter. She simply took her turn, stood in front of me and slapped me twice, one on each cheek, and called me coward. Then she left with her friend leaving me with the other two girls who kept hitting me for another 5 minutes” Brit looked down in shame as she remembered how these girls made her rub her nose on the dirty ground before letting her go.More: Insane date story involving poop will make your bad dates seem amazing 4. An unfortunate accident Mmmm, not much. I mean I know a few things because at times I hear her speaking with her friends” Brit said I know, somehow the management and HR covered the whole thing, and poor Kira had to suffer for few more weeks before she had a nervous breakdown” Julie remembered the amount of degradation Kira had to suffer during those weeks This doesn’t mean I’m not loving, affectionate and attentive to Alice. I am. But I expect that she fulfils my demands when I make them and that she spoils me and she obediently completes any command that I make. My demands can happen anytime I feel like and and can be anything from wanting a drink served to doing something sexual or sexually humiliating to her. For one last time she looked up at the girl, who not only pushed her shoe in front of Brit’s face this time, she actually gave her chin a little nudge with the tip of her shoe. Brit swallowed the remaining of her pride and lowered her head again and kept polishing the shoes in front of her face.

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Instruct Alice while holding on to her arm/hand to kiss your ass & boots repeatedly in front of two or more women in a deliberate manner I am a Caucasian woman, 33 years old. I believe I am not bad looking, but I can’t claim I am so beautiful, and I am sorry for that. I try to dress elegantly and in a bit conservative way. I am 163cm tall, and weigh 60kg. My body is a bit tiny but well coordinated. My skin is fair, my eyes are brown and I have brunette hair. I hope that meet your satisfaction.The only thing that kept Brit going was the hope that university would be different for her. She wasn’t a bad student, not a good one, but also not a terrible one. She managed to graduate highschool with acceptable marks, and with some financial support from her mother, she got a spot in their local university. She took a part time job in a local store for two days a week to cover her expenses. And was looking forward to a fresh and better chapter in her life. Brit laughed bitterly: “if this is your criteria mum, then I doubt we can find what you are looking for” When in a FLR I was made to rise earlier during the summer months to get my chores done before I went to work. When I got home I had to sunbathe in a bikini ensuring the tan lines aligned with my outfit. I had several identical sets in different colours. Except for popping inside to prepare the evening meal I had to stay out until late evening. Only then could I have something to eat before washing up and doing other things. I know she is missing her home. I heard her telling her friends many times how much she missed her room, her mother’s cooking, stuff like that” Right, you know the position. Get into it. I am going to give you as many strokes as I see fit. You will count each stroke out loud, thank me for it, and then beg for the next. Understood?”