aphrodite’s garden

Each smack lands wet and sharp, making her jolt and gasp, and right then I lean in close and growl, “There’s nothing you can do to stop me, baby. Not a single thing.”

That’s the moment her whimpers change — they get higher, softer, almost broken, like her brain finally catches up and realizes she’s completely trapped under my hand. No escape, no mercy, just the steady rhythm of my palm turning her pretty pink pussy red and throbbing while those desperate little sounds spill out of her mouth, getting needier and prettier with every slap.

Oh I’m very much into combining humiliation with bondage. Now, some of my ideas are more subtle than others but there’s levels to humiliation, and even the more “normal” ideas put that small hint of humiliation into the situation. I prefer to think of it more of training to girl to be just this disgusting bondage object…but it’s not always easy to get there on day one.

Some examples…

A while back I met up with a girl, first time meetup, just to introduce her to my ropes and get her comfortable with me. This was literally in the back of my car in an otherwise public parking area (though not very active). Well once I had her arms tied I wasted no time in exposing her tits and just playing with her a bit. Now, exposing an otherwise clothed girl while bound IS a bit of humiliation, and something I enjoy very much doing, and when asked if she could escape the rope without any help, she said no. And if I left her, she’d have to ask workers nearby to help her. While she was exposed. Subtle humiliation.

Now, start building upon that…rub her pussy while she’s helpless and wipe her juices on her face and nose so she gets to feel and smell herself.

Make her hump my shoes while otherwise restrained, and make her lick up any mess she made off my shoes.

Jerk off on her face while she can’t move at all, and just let her stay helplessly bound while I get cleaned up, so it starts to dry up on her face.