On display

i never understood Her intentions until now. She offered me a position in the art department of Her college. She said it would give me a purpose in life, that i would be helping others achieve their goals. i signed away all my rights, not bothering with the fine print. i'm now posed in whatever 'position' She demands and model for the all-female art and photography class.  The worst part is that all seven of them are findoms and i am required to pay for the right to pose in humiliating positions for the sole 'purpose' of earning money for the group.

By |2016-05-13T21:05:09-07:00May 13th, 2016|Categories: purpose|Tags: , , , , , , , |0 Comments

Fear of the unknown

There is never an end to my humiliation. i was alone, in a spare room at the dungeon, naked, on all fours, and collared. When the door opened, i dared not look or face the wrath of my Mistress. i heard the sounds of leather slapping against unprotected flesh and, soon after, the male cry of pain. The door closed, the room went silent, until the echo of high heels ricocheted around the padded room. Then i was staring down at two sets of black heels, strapped around soft, bare female skin. When commanded i raised my eyes and then quickly looked back down. i had never seen these women before and my mind spun like a fly caught in a spider's web [...]

Walkies

It's part of the daily routine. My wife's sister comes by to take me for a walk in the woods. My wife caught me peeing standing up last December and ever since this has been part of my day. My wife thinks its more humiliating that her Domme sister takes me out for bathroom breaks and i must hold it all in until i'm led outside. There always seems to be a small group watching at the edge of the woods and now, it's been announced, my 21-year-old nephew and his Domme girlfriend will take the leash every Sunday.

By |2016-05-13T20:48:28-07:00May 13th, 2016|Categories: FLR|Tags: , , , , , , , |0 Comments