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Holly Humiliated - Chapter One

I was standing in a lobby of a building, looking at the directory that was on the wall behind a glass frame.

3F - Shaw Enterprises

"You can still back out", I thought.

I pushed the button for the elevator and the door slid open with a chime. I stepped in and ...

Kim was a twenty-one-year-old, Asian American intellectual prodigy, living in the mid-west. She attained her high school diploma at the age of thirteen, had her master's degree in business administration by the time she was eighteen. She had been running her own successful 'Business Consulting' firm ...

Chapter 2

Cindy looked again through the window and there were some teenagers further down, looking upwards toward her. They had both their hands raised; one shielded their eyes from the sun while they pointed at her with the other. Cindy squeaked again and moved away from the window.

“I couldn’t ...

This is my first story here and working out the details of the story.

The Extreme Bound Artistry

Prologue: New Beginnings

The past year has been a whirlwind of challenges and triumphs for me, Nellie Genovese. Just as I was navigating the final stretch of my junior year in high school, life threw ...

This was a little longer than expected but here is a new story.

TAGS: ENF, Humiliation

prude
/proo͞d/
Noun: One who is excessively concerned with being or appearing to be proper, modest, or righteous

It began as a normal Monday for Erin, waking up to the sound of her clock radio with music to ...

Tiffany started stroking me, and in a flash, my cock was covered in green slime. Her frantic pace was familiar to my young, excitable body. And while her oral performance had been enjoyable, when it came to hand jobs, she clearly had lots more experience and ability. She was also much more ...

Chapter 1: Stepping into the Unknown

The evening air was crisp as I approached the gallery. The streets, bathed in moonlight, were eerily quiet, reflecting the solitude of my new job. My shifts were set for three nights a week, from 9 PM to midnight. For the next month, it would be just me and Zara ...

Chapter 2: Unveiling the Reality

Arriving home just thirty minutes past midnight, I felt the weight of the evening’s events pressing heavily on me. My bare feet touched the cold pavement as I made my way to the stairway, acutely aware of my exposed state. The chill of the night air seemed to cut ...

Chapter 3: Facing the Raw Truth

The alarm blared, shattering the fragile calm of my sleep just past seven-thirty. The sound, relentless and jarring, pulled me from a restless slumber that had barely begun, and last night at the gallery had turned my whole world upside down, stripping away more than ...

Chapter 4: Uncharted Territory

The relentless buzz of my alarm clock yanked me out of sleep a few minutes before it was supposed to go off. There was no point in drifting back into slumber; I was awake now. Today was Tuesday, marking the second day of my two-day stint as a fully exposed worker, a ...