Please degrade me

In my head I struggle with why I find some degrading or humiliating acts such a turn on.  Why does being made to crawl across the floor to my Dom make me wet between my thighs; why does him rubbing his cock over my face, smearing pre-cum across my cheeks make me pant with desire

To humiliate: to make someone feel ashamed or lose respect for himself or herself

I am not a psychologist and I don’t claim to know why I respond in this way, but I do know the effect such acts have on me sexually.  To caveat this – I am not suggesting anyone should be humiliated as part of their vanilla everyday life.  One of the key things that has allowed me to venture further and further down this dark path of humiliation, is that my Dom is generally hugely respectful, adoring and supportive of me; he makes me feel great about myself.  And this has allowed me to really unlock this area of my sexuality

I have written elsewhere about scenes where I am inspected by my Dom.  I love the thrill of him examining me very thoroughly; his words “I need to inspect you intimately to see if you are suitable to be used as my FuckToy”.  The term “FuckToy” is pretty degrading in itself, reminding me I am purely there for him to play with and to service his needs.  The fact that I need to be inspected to ensure I am suitable for that role – just wow! 

Yet, I would recommend sensitivity is needed in this area.  Everyone has different limits, I know my Dom would never actually make an unkind comment; partly as he adores my body and all my holes, but he also knows it would upset me.  Knowing each other is important to find the right line here.  So usually the criticisms he makes during the inspection take the form of “Your cunt is already soaking, you filthy slut.  Repeat it back to me, what are you?”

For me, the humiliation can take many forms, and we are still at the stage of experimenting.  One afternoon, he took my lipstick (he actually told me to bring an old one, knowing I might veto the option if it used up all of my latest favourite shade) and he wrote “Slut” across my breasts, “Cunt for use” across my lower stomach, and “Fuckhole” on my back with an arrow to my arsehole.  He took his time with the writing and then held me in front of the mirror, turning me around, making me look at myself.  It drove me wild; as soon as he released me, I was grabbing at him.  My back was against the wall and I pulled him to me, moaning “please”.  He pushed straight into me, my pussy already so slick with my juices; I came over and over as he pounded my “Cunt for Use”

There are other degrading acts we play with – when I arrive, my Dom may tell me too remove my knickers and he will sniff them or he will gag me with my own knickers.  Sometimes, if I have been naughty, he will lay me on the bed and rub his arse across my face.  If I have been particularly bad, he may use the crop to “encourage” me to use my tongue as well

He is also fully aware that I really don’t like having to lick or taste my own juices, hence he may choose to finger me and then command me to suck his fingers clean.  Or he will use a dildo in my pussy and then force it into my mouth; or if I have ridden his cock and squirted on it, I will be instructed to lick up my mess.  He has also been known to place a bowl on the floor between my legs and then play with me, making me cum (and yes, I squirt a lot) over and over – he will then make me kneel and pour my juices over me while he calls me a slut.  I hate all these things and they drive me wild with desire

Now, I am aware that a large part of the turn on is the complete control he has over me in these circumstances.  Regularly when we are together for a play session, I will have to ask for his permission whenever I wish to pee – yes, a little degrading.  Usually he allows this, although with one condition, that he watches as I do so – yes, even more degrading.  Yet it just adds to the sexual frisson.  Very occasionally he does not grant me permission and makes me wait (health and safety alert – you should not do this for too long, too often….).  On one occasion, he repeatedly said no.  He made me put plain white cotton knickers on and follow him into the bathroom.  I was made to stand on the tiles, naked except for the knickers and legs spread wide

He bought his fingers to my clit and rubbed through the thin material.  I moaned softly but reminded him I needed to pee, he shook his head and continued to rub.  My bladder felt uncomfortably full, but his rubbing felt so good

He rubbed harder and faster, I love the feel of his fingers on my clit, but as my arousal built, so did the pressure on my bladder.  I could feel panic starting to rise inside me, “I really need to pee” I told him.  He shook his head and bought his face close to my ear, “I can’t wait to see you pee your panties”

Panic surged through me, “No” I hissed.  He bit my ear “Yes, you will”.  He knelt back down in front of me and continued teasing and playing with my clit, exactly as he knows I love.  I was moaning hard, fighting the panic and pleasure inside me, my bladder aching but my arousal growing

He pushed my legs wider and rubbed harder, I tried to hold back my impending climax, but I knew I was failing.  I started to feel that roar of ecstasy, but at the same moment I felt the warmth of my pee starting to soak my white cotton knickers and to run down my legs.  I felt so humiliated and so wanton

“Good girl” he whispered, he peeled the panties off me and used a wet cloth to delicately wipe me clean.  He picked me up and carried me back into the bedroom, laying me gently on the bed.  “You are a very naughty girl” he smiled, parting my legs and pushing himself inside me.  I clung tight to him as he rocked me back and forth on his cock, every moment of humiliation making the pleasure even sweeter

Asking permission, or being made to beg, are recurring themes for us.  Often, I am made to ask for permission to cum – sometimes this is granted and sometimes not, with punishments incurred if I cum without permission.  Regularly, he will have me on my knees, his cock inches from my mouth and I will have to beg to be allowed to lick it or suck it.  I will kneel there, hungry for his cock in my mouth, being made to beg over and over.  As I beg more, my body responds; my nipples become harder, my breasts ache to be roughly fondled, my clit becomes needy for his touch, my pussy gets wetter and desperate to be filled.  He hasn’t even touched me, just made me beg for his cock in my mouth

I have even been known to devise a degrading game.  He sits comfortably in the armchair while, for the start of the game, I sit obediently at his feet.  Then he say one of the three commands of the game, “Mouth” or “Fuckhole 1” (depending on how derogatory we want the commands to be) – and as quickly as possible, I have to get my mouth on his cock and start sucking him.  When he chooses, he will say the next command, “Cunt” or “Fuckhole 2” – and I have to scrabble as fast as possible to move position so I am now facing him and riding his cock with my pussy.  If he deems I was not quick enough I will have to climb off and bend over before him, hands grasping my ankles, to receive his chosen number of smacks from the crop across my bottom.  Then I may resume my position, until he chooses to call the next command.  At this stage he may choose to call “Mouth” again, or to move on and call “Arsehole” or “Fuckhole 3”.  This is clearly the hardest position to get into quickly, involving me facing away from him, positioning my feet on the edge of the chair.  Ensuring I position his cock head perfectly against my arse hole and then lowering myself so his thick cock penetrates me.  He usually allows me a little longer to get in position, but the first few rounds with “Fuckhole 3” inevitably incur quite a few screams on my part as I try to take him in fully.  He pushes all my degrading buttons as he sits comfortably in the armchair and I obediently service his cock with whichever hole he commands, scrabbling to get between positions as quickly as I can

Some of you may have just read about that game and muttered to yourself about hygiene in switching holes in any order….  For some particular games, such as this, I will have to experience the humiliation of my Dom using a douche to clean my arsehole first.  We generally both get rather over excited in the process and it culminates in rather a lot of arse fucking along the way, but I might save the full details of that process for another post

We are enjoying this erotic path of discovering the sexual pleasure I can unlock from these demeaning acts.  But we are always looking for new ideas, so feel free to comment below 

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