Power, Obedience and Humiliation

They say that power corrupts and I can see how that is true.  Since becoming my husband’s Domme which was a role I was reluctant to take on, I have become very comfortable in the role.  Actually more than comfortable.  We discussed his fantasies first and he mentioned that he wanted to be humiliated in front of my girlfriends.

A show of obedience for everyone to see.  I invited a few of the girls over and dressed him in an apron and nothing else.  I had him greet each guest and serve them drinks.  I noticed that he had a lump in his apron from a semi hard on.  I lifted his apron to show the girls how well he shaved for the occasion and to prove that he was enjoying the humiliation.  He did like it and the more we humiliated him the harder his cock got.  I arranged the apron so it draped over the base of his cock, exposing him for the rest of the afternoon.  I even allowed the girls to touch him whenever he showed signs of getting soft.

Another time, I had him get on his knees and tie my shoe in a public mall.  I made sure to shorten the laces so that it was almost impossible to tie and then complained when he tried to take a shortcut without a bow.  We attracted quite a bit of attention.  Just standing there with him at my feet a tremendous sense of power flowed over me.  I could see that the men who passed by and noticed looked at me with respect and even fear.  Later Troy told me he enjoyed it too but was worried that we might see someone who knew him.

I signed him up for a chat room on one of those pay porn sites.  They allow you to exclude certain states from watching and as such provide some privacy.  I chatted with the voyeurs online while Troy was in front of the camera.  I directed him to take off his clothes, a piece at a time, and play with his cock.  I had him respond to requests from the audience.  To stand sideways.  To lubricate his cock.  To give a close up.  I told him that the viewers were women and made up names because most maybe all the viewers were men.  I told him this later, after he had an orgasm on camera, about the maleness of his audience.

He enjoys these humiliations and so do I.  We’ve talked about buying a male chastity device and using that as a way to embarrass him.  I have no interest in keeping him in chastity.  We do enjoy our lovemaking.

I was wondering if anyone had any other suggestions for humiliating Troy.

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5 thoughts on “Power, Obedience and Humiliation

  1. For starters, we have “ladies night” at the bar and some dominants force their male partners to don women’s clothing and get made up (it saves them the cover admission). Occasionally some couples will be in the back tables and her man is kneeling under the table with his head in her lap. Sometimes I’ll spot a couple walking in the park nearby where she is leading him by his leash. My partner will use me like a piece of furniture at a party. There are so many things that you guys might find hot! Good post!

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  2. My wife and I like to play that there are certain things “for lovers only”. She has a toy bag she takes to her dates with some sex toys that we don’t play with as a couple. And she has lingerie that are for lovers only, which I helped shop for and pick out, but will never see her in them. She wants to go to a sex toy shop with him to add to this collection.

    I have been fantasizing about extending this to sex acts. She already has stopped given me oral sex, but does do that for her bulls. But I’ve been fantasizing about limiting my sexual repertoire with her, such as he is exclusively bareback with her and I must use condoms (which would add some humiliation since I am snipped). Or perhaps her pussy is exclusively his for some period of time, handjobs only for me.

    Now that you have a chastity cage for him, it would be erotic to have him locked up while he watches you have sex, and to have the bull see that.

    I enjoy your blog, hope my comments are helpful.

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