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Answer as truthfully and detailed as possible. If any female wants to go from here, pm me ;) 1.Why do you like to be humiliated? 2. Whats your favourite kind of humiliation? 3. When did it started and how you realized you re into it? 4. Do you find being called names degrading and whats the most degrading name you would be called? 5. What were your first experiences? 6. What was the most humiliating you ve done so far? 7. The most daring? 8. The most disgusting? 9. The most arousing? 10. The most embarassing? 11. What do you still haven't tried but always wanted? 12. What are you… Ler mais

Are you male or female? Female Age? 39 At what age did you start masturbating? 13/ ish (long time ago) How many times a week do you masturbate? many How many times do you orgasm each time you play with yourself? 25% of the time Where do you masturbate: In bed? Yes In the shower? Yes In the bath? No Outdoors? No At work? Yes Every room in the house? Yes In a car while traveling along the interstate? Yes (on autopilot) What do you fantasize about when you play: A significant other? Yes A friend? Yes A friend's spouse? No A stranger? No A co-worker? No A member of the same sex? Yes A member… Ler mais

We have been involved with shelters for a long time. We have both been fond of them since c***dhood, so in our spare time we help out at our local a****l shelter in the better part of our county. The rich people who belong, like to put it on their list of good deeds, to impress others. Several years ago, 1 of the wealthier members, of the shelter, knew that I liked BDSM from our conversations and that getting whipped/spanked on just my ass was a big turn on for me. He asked me jokingly, if I would consider getting whipped by the highest bidder to raise money for the shelter, as the rich are ti… Ler mais

We were led into the yard. Harriet and I stepped into the brilliant noonday sun. There were small, portable elevated bleachers that had been erected on either side of a scaffold which stood at one end of the enclosed courtyard. The courtyard itself was a long rectangle in the center of the Justice Center complex measuring about 200' by 100'. Various dignitaries and "guests" were already seated, some in the bleachers and some in chairs directly in front of the scaffold. Stark and ominous, a whipping post stood in the center of the scaffold. Off to the side was a bucket. Three rods, actually bu… Ler mais

The next morning we presented ourselves at the Justice Center at 9am. Harriet and I were to be allowed to observe the proceedings for Erin and Allison. Only attorneys for the girls could be there on their behalf. There was to be a medical exam for all three--which we could monitor--then Erin and Allison would receive their punishment. After that, at high noon, Susan would receive the birch. We were met by a representative from the prosecutor's office, a smartly dressed woman who said her name was Helen Schiff. She was all business---dark suit, black hair pulled back in a bun, black rimmed gla… Ler mais

We went to Harriet's favorite spot for lunch. I thought about the "lunch" that the girls were probably getting. I had called Linnea and given her the bad news. She was disappointed but later philosophical about the punishment the girls were to receive in the morning. "A good whipping never did anybody any harm," she mused." It hurts like hell, though. Believe me, I know. My father, your great uncle, was a firm believer in the corrective power of a good strapping for disobedience and I found myself being marched out to the barn on more than several occasions growing up. He raised some welts on… Ler mais

We were a nervous trio, Erin, Allison and I, who sat lost in our own thoughts as we saw the lights of St Johns through the window of the Air Carribean prop jet as it approached the island. Erin and Allison had decided to come back to try and help their friend Susan avoid a three year jail term for selling d**gs. She hadn't really sold any d**gs, it was just presumed that with a little under 3 oz. in her possession, that it was for the purpose of sale. However, with Erin and Allison willing to testify that one third of the stash had been theirs, and abandonned, the charge would be at most, simp… Ler mais

Well, sort of. We were visiting in her backyard when I saw, and pounced on, an opportunity to get her riled up. I let my sassy mouth get ahead of me, and cursed at my aunty in her own house. The ultimate disrespect. Her biggest pet peeve. I'd never dared it before, assuming, rightfully, that even in my 30s I wouldn't be safe from the consequences. I was never sure I wanted that kind of smoke, but today I just NEEDED a beating. And she took the bait. Her face was an immediate stormcloud, contorted with rage, and her chair sk**ded out from behind her as she stood up to confront me. I was rea… Ler mais

===== So when I first discovered that guys liked to sniff dirty panties I was at a sleepover where several older girls were talking about it and showed me videos on their cellphones of guys jacking off into little panties. I was really surprised because at that time I didn't know any sex stuff. One girl said if I gave her my panties she'd have her uncle jackoff on them and make a video of it. I, of course, readily agreed and gave her my pink cotton panties that I was wearing. Sure enough the next week at school she showed me a video of him jacking off and cumming several times on those pin… Ler mais