Humiliation?

[Oshkosh60]

I can't even get a partner to spank me...... I am tall, strong and masculine..... and that is what attracted them to me. My current would really freak to know I have secretly worn panties and women's undergarments. I would love to serve a woman for an entire day as her 'slave' . being embarrassed and humiliated and spanked a bit.

I did have one woman spank me a long time ago, she was into the scene and took pity on me.

And other than that, I loved going into a retail store and buying panties. I would tell them my wife wanted me to buy some panties.... they would asked if I knew her size.... and I would turn red and tell them she wanted them for me....... ( this story about her wanting me to buy them was fabricated, she had no idea) But how i loved the rush..... of excitement.

 

[NancyPan]

I can't even get a partner to spank me...... I am tall, strong and masculine..... and that is what attracted them to me. My current would really freak to know I have secretly worn panties and women's undergarments. I would love to serve a woman for an entire day as her 'slave' . being embarrassed and humiliated and spanked a bit.

I did have one woman spank me a long time ago, she was into the scene and took pity on me.

And other than that, I loved going into a retail store and buying panties. I would tell them my wife wanted me to buy some panties.... they would asked if I knew her size.... and I would turn red and tell them she wanted them for me....... ( this story about her wanting me to buy them was fabricated, she had no idea) But how i loved the rush..... of excitement.

Have the courage to tell your partner what you want/need. Those desires will NEVER, ever go away. If you don’t discuss it, you cheat her out of the opportunity to give you what you want, and you May go to your grave with your fantasies never realized. I am in a lon-term marriage, now an FLR, was an athlete and well over six feet. I wear panties 365/24/7 and my beautiful wife controls my orgasms.

 

[Oshkosh60]

hmmmm.... yeah, tried that..... hinted at it for about three years and then finally said, "Hey, I would really like you to beat my ass with a wooden spoon or a paint stir. I have no desire to spank you..... unless that is something you would like...." Her response was that she wouldn't do it... that inflicting pain on someone else (apparently even desired, playful pain) was something the wasn't into. End of discussion.

But funny enough, just last week we were behind a car that had a bumper sticker that said something like.... "Spank ME... it's the only way I will learn." She said something to the effect that I would like a bumper sticker like that. I just smiled. I was hoping she would get beside the driver so I could see who was driving but no luck. Had I been driving solo I might have been tempted to follow them a bit to see where they had gotten that sticker. This all happened in a town an hour and a half away.... pity that.

And yeah..... in the closet for more than a half century regarding panty wearing...... that wouldn't work for her either.

 

[staciliv]

Nothing as humiliating as being talked down to, put in my place in public.

 

[cuckoldbill]

hmmmm.... yeah, tried that..... hinted at it for about three years and then finally said, "Hey, I would really like you to beat my ass with a wooden spoon or a paint stir. I have no desire to spank you..... unless that is something you would like...." Her response was that she wouldn't do it... that inflicting pain on someone else (apparently even desired, playful pain) was something the wasn't into. End of discussion.

But funny enough, just last week we were behind a car that had a bumper sticker that said something like.... "Spank ME... it's the only way I will learn." She said something to the effect that I would like a bumper sticker like that. I just smiled. I was hoping she would get beside the driver so I could see who was driving but no luck. Had I been driving solo I might have been tempted to follow them a bit to see where they had gotten that sticker. This all happened in a town an hour and a half away.... pity that.

And yeah..... in the closet for more than a half century regarding panty wearing...... that wouldn't work for her either.

Don’t give up, her comment sounds promising

 

[Oshkosh60]

Cuckoldbill... are you fecking mental..... no she said that with a tone of disgust in her voice..... sorry you wouldn't have known that.... you aren't one of those voices in my head... nope... no dice. And strangely enough,,,, two of her adult (30 year olds) are into restraint and anal and god knows what but their mom in pure as the driven snow. And for those of you thinking I might go for the calf instead of the cow.... no ! They are head cases for other reasons and wouldn't touch them with a ten foot pole...... though I would love to see their titties, who doesn't like to see titties. (this auto corrected to kitties and I wouldn't mind a look at those either....... but that's it ! Cross my heart....

 

[Oshkosh60]

okay maybe s sniff and a lick..... but that is positively it.....

 

[liqueur]

I've spent a lot of time in conversations about humiliation/degradation over on the fetish threads, but I'm new here. I couldn't possible read 10 years worth of comments, but I did start at the beginning. I saw this, back in 2014, from the OP (now gone from Lit, it appears):

[Humiliation] doesn't seem to be very popular, that makes me feel like I'm odd for liking it

And I was struck again by how much can change in 10 years. Because I remember having conversations, both here and even more, on FetLife, about my humiliation kink. And I remember being heard and responded to with open resentment: “Humiliation is sick! Don't be giving BDSM a bad name by bringing your sick kinks here!” “You're pathologizing BDSM.”

(These conversations might have been a year, 2 at the most, before this thread))

It was so obvious—humiliation and masochism are just opposite sides of the same coin, one about physical pain, the other about emotional pain— and the overlap between them is so very large— but they were so defensive of BDSM, so eager to cast it in a good light for mainstream culture that they just couldn't see it. Remember, this is before “50 Shade” made BDSM mainstream.

And now? Both here and over there, people talk openly— merrily, even— about humiliation and degradation. It's not only accepted, it's popular! All of which leads me to believe that humiliation kink was probably widespread even then. People were just more afraid to talk about it.

Edit: in retrospect, it seems to me that the vocal resistance was much louder over on FetLife than here.

 

[Boat1]

I've spent a lot of time in conversations about humiliation/degradation over on the fetish threads, but I'm new here. I couldn't possible read 10 years worth of comments, but I did start at the beginning. I saw this, back in 2014, from the OP (now gone from Lit, it appears):

And I was struck how much can change in 10 years. Because I remember having conversations, both here and even more, on FetLife, about my humiliation kink. And I remember being heard and responded to with open resentment: “Humiliation is sick! Don't be giving BDSM a bad name by bringing your dick kinks here!” “You're pathologizing BDSM.”

(These conversations might have been a year, 2 at the most, before this thread))

It was so obvious—humiliation and masochism are just opposite sides of the same coin, one about physical pain, the other about emotional pain— and the overlap between them is so very large— but they were so defensive of BDSM, so eager to cast it in a good light for mainstream culture that they just couldn't see it. Remember, this is before “50 Shade” made BDSM mainstream.

And now? Both here and over there, people talk openly— merrily, even— about humiliation and degradation. It's not only accepted, it's popular! All of which leads me to believe that humiliation kink was probably widespread even then. People were just more afraid to talk about it.

Edit: in retrospect, it seems to me that the vocal resistance was much louder over on FetLife than here.

I love a well thought out and well articulated comment...
You just posted one!

 

[AlwaysInTrouble]

On-topic question, but slightly to the side: how impactful is online H/D for those who love it? There's a somewhat robust H&D chat room on Lit, but I always wondered how "fun" it was to read typed messages vs the full richness of in-person chastising.

 

[liqueur]

On-topic question, but slightly to the side: how impactful is online H/D for those who love it? There's a somewhat robust H&D chat room on Lit, but I always wondered how "fun" it was to read typed messages vs the full richness of in-person chastising.

For me— it helps, sometimes— but it's a pallid imitation of the real thing.

 

[NancyPan]

I've spent a lot of time in conversations about humiliation/degradation over on the fetish threads, but I'm new here. I couldn't possible read 10 years worth of comments, but I did start at the beginning. I saw this, back in 2014, from the OP (now gone from Lit, it appears):

And I was struck again by how much can change in 10 years. Because I remember having conversations, both here and even more, on FetLife, about my humiliation kink. And I remember being heard and responded to with open resentment: “Humiliation is sick! Don't be giving BDSM a bad name by bringing your sick kinks here!” “You're pathologizing BDSM.”

(These conversations might have been a year, 2 at the most, before this thread))

It was so obvious—humiliation and masochism are just opposite sides of the same coin, one about physical pain, the other about emotional pain— and the overlap between them is so very large— but they were so defensive of BDSM, so eager to cast it in a good light for mainstream culture that they just couldn't see it. Remember, this is before “50 Shade” made BDSM mainstream.

And now? Both here and over there, people talk openly— merrily, even— about humiliation and degradation. It's not only accepted, it's popular! All of which leads me to believe that humiliation kink was probably widespread even then. People were just more afraid to talk about it.

Edit: in retrospect, it seems to me that the vocal resistance was much louder over on FetLife than here.

Those who would diminish verbal humiliation, whether a decade ago or now, are short-sighted, ignorant, or just plain dumb. The cliche that the most powerful sex organ is between your ears is indeed true. For many of us who need to submit, hearing our Domme artfully, sensually humiliate us is extremely powerful. I have orgasmed without touch simply from well - timed words. When She is totally in my head and I am in subspace, there is nothing more powerfully erotic (for me) than humiliation. It really is the essence of the FemDom experience. And She finds it both empowering and amusing…

 

[cascadiabound]

Those who would diminish verbal humiliation, whether a decade ago or now, are short-sighted, ignorant, or just plain dumb. The cliche that the most powerful sex organ is between your ears is indeed true. For many of us who need to submit, hearing our Domme artfully, sensually humiliate us is extremely powerful. I have orgasmed without touch simply from well - timed words. When She is totally in my head and I am in subspace, there is nothing more powerfully erotic (for me) than humiliation. It really is the essence of the FemDom experience. And She finds it both empowering and amusing…

I agree. A well timed word or phrase that is so deeply taboo, kinky or twisted that he knows hits my buttons will take me from safely holding an edge to a screaming orgasm in seconds. His words make my body tremble, my cunt clench involuntarily and make me drip with need. Without touching me his words - especially words of humiliation and name calling or having him tell me what twisted fucked up thing he is gonna or wants to do can make me go off like an explosion .

 

[LustyScribe]

I agree. A well timed word or phrase that is so deeply taboo, kinky or twisted that he knows hits my buttons will take me from safely holding an edge to a screaming orgasm in seconds. His words make my body tremble, my cunt clench involuntarily and make me drip with need. Without touching me his words - especially words of humiliation and name calling or having him tell me what twisted fucked up thing he is gonna or wants to do can make me go off like an explosion .

That is where taking time to develop the relationship beforehand pays incredible dividends. Intimacy in the relationship - before clothes come off - divulges desires and locates boundaries...and tells you which ones can be inched outward.

 

[NancyPan]

I agree. A well timed word or phrase that is so deeply taboo, kinky or twisted that he knows hits my buttons will take me from safely holding an edge to a screaming orgasm in seconds. His words make my body tremble, my cunt clench involuntarily and make me drip with need. Without touching me his words - especially words of humiliation and name calling or having him tell me what twisted fucked up thing he is gonna or wants to do can make me go off like an explosion .

Yes, thank you. Erotic humiliation is an art, a truly loving intimate experience that is best performed by a Domme who knows Her (His) submissive very well. It is not just throwing out vulgar insults. It is pushing sensitive buttons in a manner that stimulates intense arousal rather than provokes a traumatic reaction. As I have stated more than once on these pages, there is a considerable difference between meanness/cruelty and erotic teasing.

 

[Boat1]

Yes, thank you. Erotic humiliation is an art, a truly loving intimate experience that is best performed by a Domme who knows Her (His) submissive very well. It is not just throwing out vulgar insults. It is pushing sensitive buttons in a manner that stimulates intense arousal rather than provokes a traumatic reaction. As I have stated more than once on these pages, there is a considerable difference between meanness/cruelty and erotic teasing.

Very well said! Kudos!

I'll also add that the "mindset" of the sub is a huge factor regarding humiliation.
The depth of my desire to serve and please my Wife Domme Goddess, allows/causes me to do things that I wouldn't have ever imagined and would have considered humiliating, before knowing Her, but now, those things do the opposite... they fill me with a sense of pride for pleasing Her.
I'm certain She's capable of finding a way to humiliate me, but it would have to be very extreme, simply due to my sub mindset.

 

[JordynRose]

i work events, and have done so in one form or another, since I was very young. It does not matter how it started or who initially put me out there to do so, the fact is I have been drawn to do so and now, other than a few minor media gigs, I work trade shows, expos, and other events primarily as “booth bait.”

I am often at the mercy of the exhibitors, as they generally provide my wardrobe for the event. In most cases, I am dressed in somewhat more revealing clothes, obviously to garner as much attention as possible to draw their targeted clientele.

I am often there to just jiggle, wiggle and giggle, turning on my full bimbo for pay, which is, for me, stupid good money, that helps me meet my bills, which I do need.

Objectified by being sexually dressed in trashy street walker chic, humbles me tremendously, and being subjected to propositions for sex, called out as a whore, slut, street trash, is indeed self inflicted.

Self discovery, has lead me to believe the daily degradation is what I seek more than the crazy money they give me in restitution. My nights when I get back to my bed, alone, lead to incredible masturbation, as I relive the embarrassment, the business cards, credit cards, room keys and the occasional hand slid down in my exposed cleavage or the occasional hand that grabs my bottom whe people want selfies.

They do not want me. They want sex with someone they do not care about. Most are drunk, and have no filters, and the comments are hard as cold steel, which arouses me, even though the façade is there of being non phased. I have had to change my g string, more than once during these conventions, and that will continue until I quit.

The issue is that this feeling keeps drawing me back even though I have quit and said never again, so frequently, my manager knows I will be back, and the challenges will always be the same, wounding my self esteem, is sexually exciting to me and humiliation drive my libido.

 

[Tallcajun]

i work events, and have done so in one form or another, since I was very young. It does not matter how it started or who initially put me out there to do so, the fact is I have been drawn to do so and now, other than a few minor media gigs, I work trade shows, expos, and other events primarily as “booth bait.”

I am often at the mercy of the exhibitors, as they generally provide my wardrobe for the event. In most cases, I am dressed in somewhat more revealing clothes, obviously to garner as much attention as possible to draw their targeted clientele.

I am often there to just jiggle, wiggle and giggle, turning on my full bimbo for pay, which is, for me, stupid good money, that helps me meet my bills, which I do need.

Objectified by being sexually dressed in trashy street walker chic, humbles me tremendously, and being subjected to propositions for sex, called out as a whore, slut, street trash, is indeed self inflicted.

Self discovery, has lead me to believe the daily degradation is what I seek more than the crazy money they give me in restitution. My nights when I get back to my bed, alone, lead to incredible masturbation, as I relive the embarrassment, the business cards, credit cards, room keys and the occasional hand slid down in my exposed cleavage or the occasional hand that grabs my bottom whe people want selfies.

They do not want me. They want sex with someone they do not care about. Most are drunk, and have no filters, and the comments are hard as cold steel, which arouses me, even though the façade is there of being non phased. I have had to change my g string, more than once during these conventions, and that will continue until I quit.

The issue is that this feeling keeps drawing me back even though I have quit and said never again, so frequently, my manager knows I will be back, and the challenges will always be the same, wounding my self esteem, is sexually exciting to me and humiliation drive my libido.

Interesting lifestyle. Whether you chose it, was forced into it, or a combination. The sexual turn on mixed with the humiliation of your profession (I assume this is your full time work) seems satisfying to you, yet repulsive. A tough balance of life choices.

 

[JordynRose]

I am a farmer first, this is supplemental income to keep the land afloat. The balance of doing shows 2-3 days per week, occasionally more, and the relative obscurity of being alone in a small town, where the people only know me as the introverted little lady sitting alone in back of the church or the occasional volunteer at the town library, as well as the person who volunteers at the veterans home, is my balance.

The urge to re experience is an addiction I cannot bring myself to halt. The fortunate time I have with my gf, never includes anything of my experiences at these shows.

 

[Tallcajun]

Your gigs and shows are objectification in its truest form. I can see the humiliation you endure, yet crave.
You seem to have things in balance.
I look forward to any stories you submit to Lit, if that is in the cards.
Safe journeys!

 

[NancyPan]

i work events, and have done so in one form or another, since I was very young. It does not matter how it started or who initially put me out there to do so, the fact is I have been drawn to do so and now, other than a few minor media gigs, I work trade shows, expos, and other events primarily as “booth bait.”

I am often at the mercy of the exhibitors, as they generally provide my wardrobe for the event. In most cases, I am dressed in somewhat more revealing clothes, obviously to garner as much attention as possible to draw their targeted clientele.

I am often there to just jiggle, wiggle and giggle, turning on my full bimbo for pay, which is, for me, stupid good money, that helps me meet my bills, which I do need.

Objectified by being sexually dressed in trashy street walker chic, humbles me tremendously, and being subjected to propositions for sex, called out as a whore, slut, street trash, is indeed self inflicted.

Self discovery, has lead me to believe the daily degradation is what I seek more than the crazy money they give me in restitution. My nights when I get back to my bed, alone, lead to incredible masturbation, as I relive the embarrassment, the business cards, credit cards, room keys and the occasional hand slid down in my exposed cleavage or the occasional hand that grabs my bottom whe people want selfies.

They do not want me. They want sex with someone they do not care about. Most are drunk, and have no filters, and the comments are hard as cold steel, which arouses me, even though the façade is there of being non phased. I have had to change my g string, more than once during these conventions, and that will continue until I quit.

The issue is that this feeling keeps drawing me back even though I have quit and said never again, so frequently, my manager knows I will be back, and the challenges will always be the same, wounding my self esteem, is sexually exciting to me and humiliation drive my libido.

I 100% understand this, although, as A male sub, I do believe in female superiority, and I do not believe Women should be hurt or degraded. Yet, the emotions you describe are much what I feel and crave. I have often fantasizrf about being put on display — but in my case it would not be sexual beauty or superiority as you display, but my inadequacy, my smaller than average penis, or being a male displayed in feminine lingerie.

 

[liqueur]

They do not want me. They want sex with someone they do not care about. Most are drunk, and have no filters, and the comments are hard as cold steel, which arouses me, even though the façade is there of being non phased. I have had to change my g string, more than once during these conventions, and that will continue until I quit.

Thank you!!

I don't have the body or the youth— or the gender— to have ever experienced what you have. And yet you express perfectly how I feel.

I love it when people I know and feel safe with degrade me. But when it hurts, because they go too far, or they humiliate me unexpectedly, maybe in front of others, that's when it really turns me on. And if it's a stranger I'm sucking off, and he says something really degrading when I'm done, I'm in painful ecstacy.

 

[cascadiabound]

I am a farmer first, this is supplemental income to keep the land afloat. The balance of doing shows 2-3 days per week, occasionally more, and the relative obscurity of being alone in a small town, where the people only know me as the introverted little lady sitting alone in back of the church or the occasional volunteer at the town library, as well as the person who volunteers at the veterans home, is my balance.

The urge to re experience is an addiction I cannot bring myself to halt. The fortunate time I have with my gf, never includes anything of my experiences at these shows.

Thank you for sharing your story and your experience of sexual (and more) humiliation. It must be a complicated balancing act with loads of cognitive dissonance.

I think for me, it is that cognitive dissonance component that creates that heady erotic humiliation that I crave and my body responds to even as my intellect/brain is screaming its objections. My pussy doesn't care about feminist theory etc. My pussy craves stuff I can not understand or explain. I've learned to just lean in and see what my D and my cunt seems to want.

Reading your description of being bimbo bait creates a whole new scenario of fantasy fodder for me. And more.

 

[aussiedad70]

i know she loves humiliation https://kylie74.imgbb.com/

 

[Mike130]

i know she loves humiliation https://kylie74.imgbb.com/

She’s too hot to humiliate, what a body!