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Dear Elise, What a wonderful Web site. Congratulations, you have done a magnificent job. I will be a regular reader from now on. I don't normally write to someone in praise of something, but I feel you should be told as often as possible what a fantastic job you have done.

 

I am in a Female Dominated relationship and I have been for about a year and if you'll allow me a few minutes I'd like to outline my circumstance's and give you a bit of background on my situation.

 

I'm Australian, and I live in Australia. I got my degree in Business Management at a well known Melbourne University and I went to work for one of the biggest department stores in Australia. My life jogged along but something was missing. I dated but most of the guys I went out with were moron's at best, and the older I got the more I started to believe that I'd probably met the best of the bunch. Then about a year ago I answered an ad in a magazine. A submissive male wanted a dominant woman. I answered the ad and met my boyfriend. He was everything I wanted, tall, good looking, amusing, funny really. He was educated, an Engineer and after a couple of dates I really started to like him, but more importantly I started to dominate him. He had had a lot of experiences with Female Domination and he explained to me how to take charge. The more time we spent together the more I learned how to control him and the more comfortable I became in my roll as the dominant partner. We didn't live together until May of this year, when circumstances changed, because of my promotion.

 

Things between us also changed a lot in May. I was promoted to Senior Buyer for our company, and the promotion meant a transfer to Sydney. Larry, my boyfriend, worked for a mining company in Melbourne that had no office in Sydney, so a transfer was out of the question. I told him that we were going to Sydney. I looked after the sales of everything that was his. His apartment, his car, I liquidated everything, and put every penny into my account. Larry left Melbourne with a suitcase. I now have him wearing female underwear and I've reduced his wardrobe to just one suit.

 

Sydney is wonderful. My company had given me an apartment to die for. The job was hard, but fun and busy. New demands but nothing I couldn't deal with, but I don't think that Larry shared my enthusiasm. He struggled to find a job. One night I came home after a big day he was at his lowest, and I was on top of the world. We had an argument, which erupted into a fight, a real fight. I tore him to pieces! Larry stands a foot taller than me and is probably 30kgs heavier and I reduced him to a cowering wreck. It was the most satisfying night of my life! I then started to believe, really started to believe, that I am his superior. Until then I thought OK, were playing this domination game and any time now he's going to want to change the rules. There will be no more rule changes.

 

I will never forget that night that changed our relationship forever. I had had an amazing day at work and Larry had received another refusal. I had gone out with the girls to celebrate my good news and I didn't get home 'til about nine, not late. Larry was so pissed off. I'd never seen him like that before. I have never been spoken to like that before by him and I wasn't about to let him get away with it. I took the bull by the horns, I lit into him and I destroyed him! Until then I didn't think that I was capable of beating him in a one on one fair scrap, but I did! I did. I reduced him to a new low.

 

The more physical I got with him, he started to back down to me. I didn't let up and I forced him to the ground and sat upon him, slapping him in his face repeatedly. It was as if all that I had learned from him about Female Domination finally clicked and I wasn't about to put up with any male egotistical bullshit. When I finished, I stood to me feet and I stood over him as he was sobbing at my feet. I wasn't satisfied with simple victory, I wanted him to understand exactly where our new relationship was headed so I dragged him into the bathroom.

 

Larry use to tell me how one of his fantasies was to be used as a woman's toilet. I was repulsed by this aspect of Female Domination so I refused to engage in this activity. But on this day, I was overcome with the desire to break him. Larry was softly sobbing from the physical beating he had just endured at the hands of a woman. I could have took him in my arms, hugged him and we would have gone back to our normal roles and the Female Domination would have remained just play. I knew at this moment that I did not want to go back. I wanted to break him and enslave him.

 

I took off my clothes and pulled down my panties and straddled Larry as he lay there helplessly. I think his soft sobs were his attempt to manipulate me and move me with compassion for him. Instead, I shocked him by urinating all over his face. As I was spraying his face with my golden shower, I squatted closer to him and pinned his hands to the floor, forcing my pussy to his mouth and making him drink the later part of the golden shower. As I was degrading him like this, I yelled at him something like "Larry, you are so pathetic. This is what you and your gender mean to me. This is what I truly think of men. You wanted to be my toilet? Well here you go. Drink it, you worm!"

 

After I peed on him, I then dragged him to our spare bedroom and tied him to the bed in such a position it was obvious what my intentions were. Larry's face was still wet from my piss and he was mentally broken. I proceeded to beat him, really flogged him, and I took my domination of him to a higher level. I had spanked and lightly whipped him some in the past as we explored the female domination lifestyle but this time I really whipped him. I flogged him until he had bruises and welts. Again, he began to sob like a baby. I was still not satisfied.

 

I put on the strap-on harness he had bought me a few months earlier. This was only the second time I had taken him with a dildo and what an experience it was. I rammed him up his ass with a fury and an energy that was out of this world. He stopped crying and he yielded to my dominance. I could feel him surrendering as his muscles went from tight to relaxed and all resistance was driven out of him with each of my forceful thrusts. I grabbed him by his waist and slammed the dildo as if I was trying to ram it through his body and out his mouth. His moans of "No Janet, please!" were replaced with "Yes Mistress, I will do whatever you demand."

 

I left him tied to the bed and went to work the next day, before I left I looked in on him, he was still tied where I'd left him. I decided there and then that he would become my maid. He was kicked out of our bedroom and I put him in the spare room. I threw out all of his clothes.

 

My power carried over to work and I began dominating other men at work. I really enjoyed making them squirm with some simple questions. I hate incompetence, and if someone screws up because he, and it nearly always is a he, failed to do his job properly, I bring him into my office and interrogate him. I always bring one of the office girls in to take notes and I always do my best to totally humiliate him. Believe me the men in my department only screw up once. I enjoy humiliating the men in front of the women. I know exactly what I'm doing.

 

" How did you manage to miss that? You weren't jerking off over you favorite porn site were you?" There's strict company policy on porn that they dare not visit a porn site but the suggestion cause all sorts of denials. They squirm awkwardly as I smile at the woman who is present. I've become known as a castrating bitch by the guys and something just short of a saint by the girls. By my own admission, I've done fairly well in the short time that I've been here.

 

I work with a pretty good bunch of girls. My closest friend since coming here has been Carmen. Carmen is a year older than me, born and raised here in Sydney and has worked for the company for a few years. She recently emerged from a no fault divorce and, by her own admission is sworn of men. We work well together. I'm supposed to be her manager but we work pretty much together.

 

When I decided to make Larry my maid, I also decided to cut him off from sex totally. The initial few days after our fight he was so sorry. He apologized a thousand times, which just made it easier for me to bend him into his new role. The first time I dressed him up he looked ridiculous. Larry is a big guy over six feet and buying some of the things I wanted wasn't that easy.

 

I became quite cruel in some of the things I did to him. I pierced him! I wanted to control his erections. I brought the sleeper gun home from work on one Saturday. I caught him jerking off and believe it or not, he was reading an article on the net about piercing. I read the article and couldn't believe how aroused I became. The control that it would give me, boy I'm getting wet now reliving it!  I put a sleeper in his foreskin one about half way down, one in his scrotum and one just before his anus and locked everything together with two small locks. I put a new password on his computer, locking him out of his beloved porn sites. I bought some hair removal cream. I bought some beautiful underwear for him. I took most of his clothes and effectively took care of his home life. I bought him a mobile phone for his birthday and he must ring me whenever he goes out. I want to know where he is and what he's doing. Most of the time, I don't allow him to go out. At the end of the week I review his performance, if he met my criteria, I' might remove the locks and allow him to masturbate.

 

Larry became more comfortable with our relationship. I knew he would. It was what he wanted after all, he introduced me to it. When we went to functions, his or mine we appeared as any other couple there. He has an excellent sense of humor and speaks well, tells amazing stories, and is usually the person most people remember the following morning. Few people would have guessed at the last party we attended that he was wearing a garter belt and lace panties.

 

One evening on my way home from work I bought a blouse, Carmen was with me and she said she'd wait while I tried it on. "It's not for me". I said, " It's for Larry" She didn't know what to say. So she said nothing, but I could tell it was eating at her. So I suggested that we have a drink before we head for home. She agreed and I told her everything. I know she wanted to believe me but something kept telling me she didn't. So I took her home. I phoned Larry up on the way and told him to put something nice on for me and if was really good I might let him jerk off. Carmen heard the whole conversation.

 

I took her home and gave Larry his first taste of public humiliation. I told him to strip, which he quickly did. He served us our evening meal in the nude. He was completely mortified but the perfect host. Carmen was speechless for the first couple of minutes but quickly adjusted to the situation. After he'd served us, there wasn't enough for three, he cleaned up served coffee and liqueurs. We talked work while he busied himself with his home duties. We had some more wine and we both started to feel very comfortable together. I have never had a relationship with a woman, nor had Carmen, but it seemed like the most natural thing in the world to kiss her and she responded. We went to my room and enjoyed my first lesbian experience. Larry watched. When we finished our first lovemaking session we tortured him. Carmen whipped him like a pro. I wanted her to help me train him which she now does. We humiliated him. I used him as my toilet slave again as I peed in a glass told him to drink it. I then undone his cock-locks and made him jerk off as I took him with my strap-on. He blew in less than ten seconds! Carmen couldn't believe how useless he was and didn't hide her contempt for him. We kicked him out and continued without him.

 

After my first cuckolding experience, if that was what it was, I wanted more. I was denying him but I was also cutting myself off. I enjoyed my lesbian experience but I wanted to have sex with a man but I wanted another sub. I don't want to go back to dating again. There is an S&M club in Sydney and Carmen and I decided to attend one of their functions. The club isn't far from here so Carmen came back to my place after work and we got ready. I told Larry exactly what I was planning (finding an attractive man to cuckold him with) and I told him if he was good, I might let him watch!

 

We were dressed to the nines. Short leather skirts, leather vest and a leather bra. Lots of make up and we didn't recognize each other when we were ready to leave. I locked Larry in his room and Carmen and I went out and had the time of our life. It was my first experience at an S&M club. Carmen and I had to knock them away with a stick. So many submissive wankers. We sat in a booth with a couple of other girls who just wanted to look and have a laugh. We had a couple of no-hope losers come to our table. We were looking for studs, nothing less. I didn't want clever conversation, I had that tied up at home. I wanted hard, uncomplicated sex and I kind of pitied the poor bastard if he failed to live up to my expectations.

 

The two other women at our table, Karen and Jill, brought a young guy back to the table. He sat between them and Jill pulled a set of handcuffs from her handbag. "Put your hands behind your back" Jill ordered. Like the total idiot he was, he meekly obeyed. He was cute 25 or so blonde, blue eyes but that wasn't important. Karen had him unzipped and pulled his cock out of his pants and pulled him to an erection. He was long, thick and circumcised. They stripped him! He had a magnificent body and Karen offered him to me, telling me that he was her former submissive but she had tired of him. She also told me that he had been tested recently and was totally clean and healthy. His name was Alex and he was exactly what I was looking for.

 

Carmen also found someone at the club, a submissive man, and the four of us had fun at the club, getting to know each other. We took them back to my place and ordered them to strip. Carmen and I collected their clothes and took them. I got Larry from his room and brought him down to the front room as Carmen took her slut away for a good fucking. "Alex meet Larry. Larry meet Alex" They were introduced. " It's important that you two become very good friends". I had sex with Alex that night and Larry watched, he also 'cleaned up' afterwards. Alex wore a condom each time I screwed him but I still made Larry lick around my pussy lips after I was done with Alex. I see Alex whenever I feel like it. He is very submissive and I feel I could probably start a relationship with him but I still prefer my Larry.

 

Elise, I read with interest the recent stories about the women who forced heterosexual men to perform homosexual acts for the entertainment of the dominant women. I was sorry to hear about the negative experience of the one couple and if I had discovered your site before last month, I may not have done what I did to Larry. However, I was consumed with being cruel to him, emotionally and physically, and with Carmen egging me on, I forced Alex and Larry to entertain Carmen and I one night. It was the most intense play I had ever participated in, even more intense than the initial breaking of Larry.

 

A month ago, Carmen and I forced the two of them to suck each other off. I know they are both clean. I told Carmen that I had invited Alex around for the evening and that I was going to make them 69 for the first time. "Wanna watch?" Larry has really become Laura. I'm used to his gawky feminine appearance, but he is trying to meet my demanding standards. I got home from work with Carmen. He's always worried that something is going to happen when she turns up. I told him that I wanted him to look his best as I've got another friend coming over. I supervised his make up and hair I made him wear his black lace waspie and stockings. Carmen answered the door to Alex while I was still getting Laura ready. She took him into my bedroom and undressed him.

 

When I brought Laura into the bedroom, Carmen had Alex erect. "I want you to crawl over there and take him in your mouth and I want you to suck his balls dry". It didn't happen in five minutes as he hemmed hawed around but I've broken him to the place where he now obeys my every command. He finally overcame his shyness and crawled over and began to suck Alex. I became so excited that I strapped on my dildo and took him from behind with my dildo at the same time. Larry started to cry as he was consumed with humiliation. I didn't let up on him as I gave him the hardest fucking he'd ever had and Alex forced his dong down his throat and blew his mess all over his face. I ordered Alex to get hard again. He did, which is what I like about him. He lasted longer the second time but Larry sucked him to orgasm again, while I continued with the verbal abuse and the forceful ass fucking with my strap-on. Carmen flogged Alex when he failed to rise to the occasion the third time. It was a long painful night for the boys. At the end when I was exhausted, I decided to remove Larry's cock-locks and I ordered them to 69. Alex was a bit slow at first but he soon learned. Again Larry/Laura only lasted about ten seconds and his powers of recovery are so much slower than Alex's.

 

I know you disapprove of making men engage in this kind of humiliation but like I said, I was not aware of your site at the time and besides, it did not have a lasting negative effect on Larry. He was crushed by his humiliation but no more than the other cruel things I have done to him.

 

I love my new life, Elise, and I love Larry as he now is. I read in your site that what happens between us should be a consensual agreement. I'm sorry but I couldn't disagree more. Larry and I had an agreement by consent and we more or less trod water. As soon as I really took control of him, I believe my domination of him started. I really don't care what he wants. I've taken him beyond that now. He understands now that what I want is the only thing he needs to worry about. He is denied most of the time and other than his occasional performances for Carmen and I, I plan to deny him for ages. Do I sound callus?

 

In spite of all of this, Larry wants to marry me. He's quite prepared to take my name and do whatever I tell him to do to meet my stringent requirements. It serves me no purpose whatsoever but we have a growing permanent relationship. It sounds quite perverse, but our relationship is growing. The more I abuse and use him, the more he seems to love me. He knows that I am screwing Alex occasionally and having sex with Carmen occasionally. I guess we've come along way. I guess what I'm asking is would his commitment to me be greater if we were married and would my demands be less?

 

My next question is about castration. I am not really considering this but Carmen wants me to castrate Larry so to quiet him down and gain more control over him. I know nothing about the subject apart from the fact that the very mention of it causes Larry to tell me that he will do anything, give me anything to prevent this. To which I say, "You've got nothing left to give any more. The only thing of any value left to you are your balls". I honestly know nothing at all on the subject. Is the penis removed as well? Karen, whom we met at the S&M club, knows of a female doctor in the scene who performs male castrations for wives of disobedient husbands. Carmen says that I should tell Larry that I will only marry him if he is castrated and agrees to live his life as my maid and personal servant. I think this is going too far but I must admit that the thought does excite me a little. I wonder what Larry would decide if given such a choice?

 

As you can tell I'm not sure what to do with Larry/Laura. One minute I think I'd like to marry him but I think the reason is just to take his degradation to another new low. If I marry him his future with me will be one of pain both mental and physical. I can't resist being cruel to him. He actually started a job a last week. Someone called up and I thought that it might be a good idea to let him get back into the real world for a few weeks before I slam the door on it again. That was my plan. Let him get excited about having a little freedom but then slam the door shut on him and break him more emotionally. But since I've read your site and read your words of wisdom, I wonder if I should promote his new freedom and allow him to rebuild a life for himself again, while still being my feminized slave at home. Decisions, decisions.

 

I think I'll take my foot off the pedal for a little while and let him catch his breath. He needs this job and I want to encourage him to find some of his old personality. I think he knows what I'm capable of doing and there is absolutely no doubt in his mind who controls this relationship that has now been established. All I have to do now is set a happy medium.

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