Feet Humiliating Stories Stories

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Possessing Bella Ch. 16

by xelliebabex on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

Authors Note: Thank you once again to everyone who leaves comments and feedback on my writing, it is much appreciated. Thank you very much to Aisielynn who continues to assist me with my grammar, she is absolutely fabulous I am sure you all agree. I aplogise that this chapter is late life has been a busy, busy time for me and my writing has had to take a bac...

The Humiliating Hazing

by chrisberg on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The year was 1981 and I was a sophomore in college. This was before all the hazing laws came into effect. I went to a small university in north western Virginia, not far from the West Virginia line. There was not much to do for fun so most coeds joined sororities and fraternities. I decided on a fraternity and they choose me and next thing I know hell week b...

Simiran's Humiliating Confession

by hairysurfer on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

Here is a recent correspondence I had with a young lady who had read my stories and wanted to humiliate herself by telling me some of the most shameful and embarrassing things about her own private parts: Hey!! I'm a young Indian girl and I would like to share my dirty details with you. You turn me on. I love your stories and loved the idea of being one of...

My Humiliating Fundraiser

by b7ffh1 on Oct 6, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Author's Note: This is the follow-up encounter between Kavitha and Jamal promised at the end of "Shy Indian Wife's Humiliating Exam" and "My Humiliating Immigration Exam." While this story can be read on its own, it references characters from these stories as well as from "Mom, Medical School, and Dr. Jamal." All the kids had left for the day, and I was in...

Victoria's Secret: Victoria's Story

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

It didn't take long for them to chain me up to the other girls in the coffle and soon we were off. The paths got smoother as we got closer to the city and I had gotten used to walking more-or-less barefoot. I say "more-or-less" because unlike the other girls I was wearing my beautiful barefoot sandals, with their green beads and string. They weren't the type...

Collateral Damage Pt. 02

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

It took almost an hour for my husband Jacques to find me. I was in the slave trader's parlor, a large and beautifully decorated room with intricately patterned red carpets and plush velvet drapes. The room was decorated with oil paintings depicting the auction of naked women, and several life-sized statues of naked slave women chained on their knees or stand...

Jaina's Humiliating Medical Exam

by HandcuffGirl on Sep 13, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The following story takes place after the events of my story Jaina's Discovery, a few months after the end of the Yuuzhan Vong war. It is also a sequel to my story Decontamination on Duro. This story was strongly inspired by the work of the author Joe Doe. Thanks to meathead96 for the edit. Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and vote me a five! * Jed...

Slave Yoga Ch. 04: Slave Shaming

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Nov 21, 2017
BDSM

After class I scrubbed my shamefully wet and gamey pussy in the showers. I was mortified at the way I had displayed myself and repeatedly orgasmed in front of my former students but there was no denying how exciting it was for me. I desperately needed some time alone to think but surrounded by dozens of other naked slave girls it was not to be. "Did you enj...

The Spanking Stories Ch. 04: Red, or The Temp Tempted

by zenmackie on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The last thing Jack had said to her before he left was, "Red is a good a color for you." Lin had puzzled over this remark, and the ironic smile that had accompanied it, for the entire subway ride home. Because she hadn't been wearing anything red at the time. Or so she'd thought. It wasn't until much later, when she was undressing for bed, that she r...

Victoria's Secret: War Whore

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

Victoria smiled as she admired her reflection in the huge floor to ceiling mirror wall in her elegant private dressing salon. She was glad the war was over; it was good to wear white gloves and nylons again. Examining her image more critically she adjusted her hat just a tad so her lovely blonde bangs peaked out just so. Now that the occupation was over th...