It’s the humiliation

by Molly Moore

Humiliation is all about the words and actions combined. Get it right and I will be your slut, get it wrong and I might just throw my drink in your face….

You pull me down to sit astride your thigh. On the table is a cold iced coffee I bought you when you got home and you are telling me about your day. Beneath my dress I am completely bare and as you talk I find myself shifting slightly, arching my back, so that the denim material of your jeans is in direct contact with my cunt.

I twist a bit, enjoying the feel of the rough fabric against the delicate skin between my legs. I can feel it catch and tug against my clit and the muscles inside me clench in response. I place one hand on your chest and that is when I realise you have stopped talking and are now watching me intently. I can feel the warmth as my cheeks flush under your gaze as humiliation at being caught courses through me.

“What are you doing?” you ask

“Nothing” I stammer back

“Hmmm” you continue to study my face. Your eyes searching mine and in the end I am the one who glances away.

“Are you wearing underwear?” I look back at you and answer truthfully

“Do it again. Carry on little slut”

“Do what again?” I reply pretending at innocence

“Rub yourself against me like the desperate little bitch you are”

I bite back the words fuck you but you can see it in my face and you raise an eyebrow at me, waiting to see if I take the bait or will actually debase myself for you.

“Come on” you mumble “Show me what a bitch in heat you are”

Your words sting, heat flushes in my face but also between my thighs there is a hot throbbing ache that I just can’t ignore and I instinctively rock my hips forward and pressing my cunt into your thigh and then back again and I am now rubbing myself up against you, trying to get the harsh fabric of your jeans to drag against my swollen clit.

You are watching me, a smile on your face, as I behave exactly how you have described me, desperate, and shame burns inside me and drives me on. The need for relief overwhelming the part of me that should tell you to go fuck yourself, that should throw your drink in your face and march from the room, insulted and angry. That woman is still there though, fire and anger simmering beneath the surface and you can see it in my eyes and it makes you smile because you know you have got me to surrender myself to you.

“Desperate, dirty, little, bitch” you say each word slowly, savouring them and my reaction. You are a smug bastard and I want to slap your face but inside I brace myself against you, both on hands on your chest and continue to pleasure myself on your thigh proving ever single word you have just said to be true and letting you win, this time.


This is what tumbled into my head when I lay in bed the other night thinking about the current Kink of the Week topic; Humiliation. It turned me on so much that I rubbed myself orgasm imaging grinding my cunt against his jean clad thigh while he narrated my behaviour back at me.

For me humiliation is all about the words you use. Slap my face and there is a chance I might slap you right back. Call me a pig, fat, old, stupid and thick, tiresome, bossy, greedy (unless you are referring to my love of cock/sex then it is OK) and the reaction you are going to get it not going to be one that includes turning me on. The exact opposite in fact.

But call me a dirty little bitch, a filthy slut, a desperate little whore, or some version there of, in the right moment, with the right tone and intent in your voice and whilst my cheeks will flush and I might even deny it, the truth is it will make me squirm in the most delicious way. Tie my legs open and tell me what I look like, slide your fingers in me and tell me how tight or wet I am, taunt me about my need for you, tell me you can smell my cunt, that I am going to look pretty covered in your come, that you are going to use my for your pleasure. Tell me all those dirty things and even though I want to tell you to go fuck yourself, and sometimes I even do what I really mean is, tell me more, touch me more, fuck me more.

Use your words to humiliate me but be careful, they have to be said in a way that whilst they make me blush and want to deny them I also know that they are something that you find desirable. If you called me a slut or a whore and I heard disgust and derision in your voice then that would leave me cold. Just like if some random person called me that, if you are throwing insults then you are not going to turn me on but if you are say it in that way where your voice is thick with lust and the look in your eyes whilst determined is also wanton then I will likely be exactly what you are saying I am.

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violet July 22, 2019 - 10:45 pm

This is so hot, Molly. So.Hot.

Humiliation is something I have skirted around for awhile, on both sides of the D/s coin, and I struggle with it, but I also crave it. I love the dialogue here and it’s helping me with real life ideas!

missy July 22, 2019 - 11:20 pm

Yup. Your scenario works for me. Very hot. And I totally agree about the sorts of things that work and the way it has to be done right. Timing, tone etc.

J. Lynn July 23, 2019 - 1:56 am

I love reading about how others like to be humiliated. I’m even trying to work myself up to humiliate pet as he has mentioned it a few times. I want to be able to accept it again, someday, maybe with the right person. For now I keep it on the “fuck no” list. Thank you for this post and how it works for you, it really helps.

Floss July 23, 2019 - 7:30 am

All these posts on humiliation are making me so happy! And yours is super sexy, I have so much love for humiliation play, I cannot wait to see what else people write about it for KOTW!

Tabitha July 23, 2019 - 8:35 am

I was soooo looking forward to your post on this one Molly, brilliant as ever and described perfectly x x

silverdom July 23, 2019 - 8:51 am

Fuck, this is hot!

Very early on in our relationship I noticed Silverdrop rubbing her cunt against my thigh. It went in a very similar way to how you have written it above, and has done ever since.

She, like you (and others I’m sure), responds to the right words.

I so love playing with the words and finding new way of humiliating her. Strangely (or not), the more humiliating my words get, the greater her orgasms get.

Funny that. 🙂

May More July 23, 2019 - 12:31 pm

Oh yes the dirty words that relate to your personal sexual need – using your wantonness to humiliate you with words – i get off on that too x

asrai devin July 23, 2019 - 3:43 pm

There is definitely a fine line of what it sexy humiliation. Love the story too.

Brigit Delaney July 23, 2019 - 5:38 pm

It is indeed the fact that the other party finds the “filthy, dirty, whore-like” behavior desirable, like you say, that makes the humiliation a turn on. I agree. If I was found to be truly lacking or disgusting to someone I would not react positively.

This is a hot little scene btw. I can see why imagining it would lead you to self-pleasure.

Kayla Lords July 23, 2019 - 9:20 pm

So. Fucking. Hot.

Marie Rebelle July 24, 2019 - 1:22 pm

I’m totally with you on the words that are used, but also who utter those words. I won’t tolerate humiliating words from just anyone.

Rebel xox

Jupiter Grant July 24, 2019 - 1:41 pm

Absolutely agree, said in the right way,humiliating words are a huge turn on to me, too, but with derision and nastiness, it’s more likely to end in tears and /or a slapped face (and not mine!)

Missus Whispers July 31, 2019 - 6:21 pm

This is so hot and definitely a turn on … when done correctly xx

Bee August 2, 2019 - 9:36 pm

I used to think that way too, except my twisted little mind has taken things I once hated and turned them into something that now turns me on.

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