Cuckquean Loves Humiliation by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2021-10-27T14:34:56+00:00

Lanna: Craving more humiliation

After the night Paul invited Lisa into our home, I was having a hard time focusing on anything but finding another chance to be humiliated by him and another woman. It was like an addiction. The need I had was unexplainable, but I had already confirmed everything that night while it was happening. The cuckquean lifestyle was certainly for me, but I found myself wanting to push the limits. I had to find a way to increase the heat level for both myself, and my husband.

The following day at work was a real struggle. I pretty much accepted the fact that I was going to be on auto pilot, and I just did my best to appear busy so that my boss would not hound me for not being productive. Anything that needed to be done could be put off for a couple of days as long as I got at least some of the stuff done. Being a paper pusher in an office has its perks like that, so long as you don’t make a habit of continuously abusing the system. This was the first in a long while that I even considered playing the “pretend to work” game at the office.

I had decided to take a half day, so that I could swing by the adult store to take a look at some of the sex toys for sale. Believe it or not, this was the first time in my entire life that I went into this type of store, and it initially felt overwhelming. Some of the toys just seemed impractical. Like, who needs a two-foot-long dildo? I couldn’t understand how anyone would enjoy using that sort of thing unless it was being used as a gag gift or for some other form of practical joke. Then again, it’s entirely possible that there are people out there that love that sort of thing, but I know for sure that it is not for me!

I felt shy about being in the store, and I looked into my purse to see if I had any cash on me. Luckily, I had quite a few bills in my wallet and I felt instant relief to know that I wouldn’t have to let my bank know that I’m into freaky sex stuff. Not that it matters, of course, it’s just something that weirds me out in case I ever have to see the bank teller for some problem, and they read off the recent charges to my card. Crazy, how I crave humiliation, but I actively avoid certain types at all cost.

One product stuck out to me in particular. It was a BDSM beginners pack that had a leash, collar, wrists restraints, ankle restraints, and a ball gag. Oddly, I found myself envying the model on the cover of the pack. She was gorgeous and they had her completely immobilized with the bondage gear. I wondered how many thousands of people in this world saw her photo and saw her public humiliation.

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