Do the things that we get off change over time? Well of course they do, we’re fluid beings and our needs and wants adapt to where we are in life. That’s not to say that some our kinks don’t stay with us.
I don’t know where my fantasies of humiliation came from, nor can I remember how long I’ve had them because it feels like they’ve been with me forever. But I’ve not really had much of a chance to make that move from fantasy to reality.
Don’t get me wrong, I have dabbled a little bit but not to the depth that I’ve really needed to get off on. That coupled with thoughts of humiliation are quite, well, humiliating to express to people. But, I have some good people in my life, one of who is Euclidean Point, aka Sir.
She gently coaxed out of me what I needed and set about planning a dungeon scene taking me to places I’ve never been before. Whilst it wasn’t easy for me, I had to dig deep at times as my natural instinct is to panic and runaway.
Now into the juicy bit you all want to hear about, some of it maybe sketchy and in the wrong order because it was so much for me to process.
I knew I was having clothes cut away from me so I arrived wearing them under my clothes, I was instructed to lay items out on the bench, strip down to my underwear and wait in an area instructed.
Sir then crept up behind me, placed a bag over my head and I was led around the room and placed in a helpful position. My arms were tied up and to the sides, lipstick was roughly applied to my lips, a wig placed over my head and a nose hook tied on. Sir then took out some scissors and cut my clothes, revealing my nipples and clit and bells were applied. I had been turned into a puppet.
Then another surprise, a phone call from someone, who shall remain anonymous, and I have only briefly met in the past. So now an almost stranger, albeit a trusted one, was also taking part in my humiliation.
Once they’d had their fun with me tied up, I was told to get to my knees and hump Sirs boot, repeatedly edging on it. When I could take no more, Sir removed her boots, made me kneel facing away from her and she kicked my cunt. Then I was made to lick my own mess from her feet. This was especially challenging because feet are something that I don’t like, even the pretty ones.
I was then placed on my back and Sir fucked my cunt with her toe, see above for my feelings on feet so this was also difficult for me and I was made to lick her toe once again.
Next up was something that also disgusted me, something I had asked for but I was still incredibly nervous about. I was led into the wet room and made to get to my knees and crouch, face down, whilst she straddled me. All I could do was screw my eyes tightly closed and keep breathing to keep my nerves at bay. Then I felt what I had been expecting, a hot stream of her piss covering my back, drenching my cut underwear. We had agreed no actual consumption would occur, this had to be one step at a time as it was so far out of my comfort zone . However fluid doesn’t always go the direction you expected and a bit like sugar coating your lips after eating a doughnut, it’s impossible not to lick your lips when you feel,something on them, so I broke my own rule!
Afterwards I felt amazing. This was something I had only dreamed about being able to get off on for years and lost hope ever happening. But I felt that Sir had uncovered the real me and the satisfaction I felt afterwards was utterly incredible.
Let’s hear what Euclidean Point has to say about the date:
“After a few years of more lighthearted kink, it was exciting to negotiate a different style of play with Bee.
Humiliation isn’t something I’ve done much of before, and until I ordered them into that wet room I hadn’t pissed on anyone before either.
But lately my explorations are driven less by the mechanics of the activities themselves, and more by how they will make my play partner FEEL. And if that feeling is horny and afraid, then count me in.
It was extremely hot to have a puppet of my own to tease and mess with, and special thanks to my co-conspirator who gave a dangerous edge to my topping by joining us on speakerphone to hear all about my work and to add some taunts and suggestions into the mix.
As for Bee, my puppet, I am so proud of them for seeing through everything we had talked about, and even more so for having the courage to ask me for this in the first place. It was my pleasure to ‘reward’ that courage by bringing to life some of their darker fantasies. I can’t wait to see where this new chapter takes us.”
Now I have found what I get off on, I can’t wait to find out what’s next either.
