Chapter 171 – First, Sex_Naked Dogeza of Humiliation (2)
First, sex_naked dogeza of humiliation (2)
My head was boiling, and beads of sweat were running lukewarmly down my forehead.
It’s not just a situation where you’re keeping your head down, it’s the way you are now… Just being in this posture, looking like this, was embarrassing. I felt like I was going to die of shame.
The 17 pairs of eyes looking down at me right now, the neatly laid out clothes seen next to those with their heads lowered, and the image of Pierce, who can only be vaguely seen below the chest…
It was so shameful and humiliating… It was making my face feel hot.
Meanwhile, the feeling of the tips of my nipples rubbing against the hard concrete floor was irritating and incongruous with the atmosphere… I get a strange feeling.
Even in this situation, even while looking like this, I end up feeling an indescribable pleasure.
The area below my groin and between my crotches is hot and sticky, and I feel uncomfortable and end up getting excited… Is it really beyond rescue?
I couldn’t figure out the reason myself, but it could be said that a body that steadily goes into heat even in this situation is extremely obscene.
It was getting warm.
Really… It’s really strange.
It’s looking like this… Why is my body so hot and glowing?
Is the pure white skin that boasts a transparent appearance without blemishes due to not being able to see the sunlight well? Is it because of shame? Or… Perhaps due to excitement, it was turning peachy pink.
Why do I feel this way even though I am being treated so unfairly?
The body was steadily reacting to sensations that even I could not understand, but I still could not figure out why.
Maybe I won’t be able to understand it in the future?
They forcibly grabbed my hair, forced me to kiss my shoes, licked the soles of my shoes, and slapped my cheeks… Unbuttoning your clothes in front of you like this…
If you list them one by one, it’s absolutely miserable… A feast of absurdity.
And then he did something that is hard to imagine, and fell flat on the floor like this… Even in such a situation, the sight of pussy juice dripping stickily between the crotch…
To be honest, there was no way I wouldn’t be embarrassed.
Even now, I feel so humiliated and sad…
I feel miserable and resentful…
Also, I feel sad for some reason, why is that? My heart was hot.
I feel like this… It can’t be ordinary, so should the body be said to be honest? Even now… In this situation where she lowers her head and shows herself miserably naked in front of the males… Your breath becomes hot, and you end up throwing it away.
A sharp pleasure that even I can’t understand, unknown emotions, and sensations run down my back.
A thrilling pleasure.
I didn’t know why or why, but I just felt good.
With a spicy pleasure… I vibrate my waist without even realizing it.
Nature, sticky seeping between crotches.
Anyway… In this situation, the love juice flowing out… I couldn’t help but think that it was such an embarrassing and miserable sight, so… I thought about trying to stop the crying, but there was no way I could stop this physiological phenomenon by my own will,
I had no choice but to desperately try not to reveal what was between my crotches.
However, is it because I was trying not to be conscious of that place?
Rather, only the sensation between the crotch stands out more clearly… The stimulation and sensations felt…
To my shame, the sticky body fluid like starch syrup… It was even wetter between the crotch.
Eventually, unable to defy gravity, it began to hang transparently down my thighs… Own body fluids.
Even though it was lukewarm, I could clearly feel the unpleasant sensation on my skin.
I didn’t know if it was seen or not, but at least in this situation… I can clearly see that I am feeling unavoidable pleasure… I was so ashamed of myself.
Even with this shameful appearance, the man seemed not to be satisfied with just this.
The man came closer, without hiding his voice, as if he was intentionally revealing himself. He came right in front of me, who was looking so miserable, unable to even put on a single piece of clothing.
Just like that… He stepped on me, my head, on the bottom of the shoe I had licked and cleaned.
As if putting out a cigarette butt, he trampled on my head with his shoe and rubbed it against the ground.
Rather than being sick… It was just humiliating.
A feeling as if my pride was being ground to the ends of the earth.
This situation is more miserable and sad than I thought… I couldn’t help but shed a tear without realizing it.
Why… Why do I have to be like this?
I just feel sad and miserable… It was sad and embarrassing.
However… Even during this time, despite being treated like this. I can’t understand this situation… The sensation down there is vivid and hot, so hot that it can’t be deceived…
That feeling, that vivid heat…
Ah, even in this situation… It was a pervert that got excited.
That fact is miserable. Even more regretful and angry,
The fact that it has a moist stickiness is so obvious that it cannot be faked… I came to know it very well myself.
It’s sad and miserable… It felt good.
A dark, damp kind of pleasure that settles and sinks.
As if compensating for my diminished self-esteem, an unpleasant, squishy pleasure was darkening my whole body.
Remember… Red cheeks.
Common sense tells us that it is impossible to feel excited in a situation like this, but when we are treated harshly like this, we feel angry and sad, and it is normal to rebel…
Why, it’s not feelings like repulsion or anger… The feelings I came up with were not in that passionate direction.
Doubt.
Even though my head was trampled by a shoe’s foot, as if I was stepping on trash, I was angry about that fact, rather than getting angry.
He ends up thinking about what he did wrong and what he should have done for him.
Like well-trained cattle…
Rather than resisting, we comply.
What was upsetting his feelings? I was having such servile thoughts.
And… It was a really strange thing to say,
This kind of harsh treatment might not be a bad thing… I had such ridiculous feelings.
Obviously, I’m upset… It wasn’t that I didn’t feel miserable, but it was more than that… This base thing that even I don’t know, that I can’t understand yet… I was falling deeper into the dull pleasure that dark emotions gave me.
Master and slave.
Those who rule and those who are ruled,
For some reason… There was a time when I thought that was so natural.
Even now, even when I think about it with common sense, this relationship is so strange… It was something I thought was somehow satisfying.
Although I was aware that it was strange,
I fall down from the pleasure that this dull feeling brings.
To this person who dominates me and submits me… They put themselves down.
“How to say thank you?”
Words that strike you coldly.
I get chills from that creepy sound, and I vibrate my waist.
I couldn’t resist.
Why… I thought that sharp sound was sweet.
I feel an exhilarating feeling.
Once… Is it because I gave in?
As I listen to his voice, the feeling that I have to follow his words takes over my body.
And, it is being eaten away by that voice and attitude.
We are starting to take it for granted.
The compulsion to follow whatever it is or the reason.
From the moment I kissed his shoes, it seemed like the establishment of the relationship was over.
The feeling that I had to follow his words was taking over my body.
Thank you.
That’s definitely what Anna added.
I completely forgot that I should have said that because I was so embarrassed and embarrassed by the sight of a naked Dogeza. Only then does he realize what he did wrong.
But, actually, I’m like this… There was no reason to look miserable or any good reason to say such degrading words.
No, there is no reason to get naked in front of these people and pose in such a humiliating position, and… There’s a reason why I have to say such insulting words from my own mouth… Does it even exist in common sense?
Obviously, I failed to say what I was told to say… It could have been my fault, but if it was wrong to let something like this happen in the first place, it could be said to be a mistake.
Objectively and subjectively, the fault is not mine… It was reasonable to assume that it was theirs.
… Nevertheless.
I apologize.
Submit, prostrate… She looks miserable and can’t even hide her wet crotch. No… Instead of hiding, stand up.
Stand up straight and stand at attention.
Her breasts, now 70s F, were quite swollen, and the gold heart-shaped piercings hanging from her chest swayed obscenely accordingly. The chain connected between both breasts was swinging strangely, showing off its pervert appearance.
At best, the chain connected to both chests is shaking, but it is an alluring appearance that catches the attention of men.
And then continue from there, kneel down and place your palms on the ground… Once again, he shows off his naked body and performs dogeza.
Shaking hips.
The white liquid from the vagina stickily flows down the thighs, vulgarly staining the floor.
Forehead on the floor.
So natural… The appearance of submission.
As if a switch had been turned on, I was heated up by this degrading sight and the pitiful and insulting behavior that I had inflicted on myself.
And… Those words.
I even said it myself… Words that made me feel like my head was going crazy just thinking about it… He shouts loudly, putting his forehead on the floor and showing an attitude of submission.
“Thank you for taking my useless girl!”
“And to everyone who watches this video, thank you for watching the video of my humble first experience!!”
Even if you say it yourself, it’s something that makes your head spin.
That said… I really put it in my mouth. So that everyone can hear… Loudly.
Put it in your mouth and throw it away. Even as I said it myself, my head felt so hot that it felt like it was going to boil. I am flushed with shame and shame.
That feeling… It’s unpleasant, and something you should avoid… Why did I think it wasn’t that bad?
Did you say that words have power?
I just did as I was told and put into her mouth what she said… I feel like my head is going crazy.
I felt like I was genuinely thinking that way, even if it was just a little bit.
Even thinking about it again, it’s a miserable and absurd statement.
Just by putting it in my mouth, the feeling of being defiled helplessly envelops my whole body, causing a strange chill and drenching my waist with pleasure.
My waist vibrates due to a chilling sensation.
Even though I think I don’t like it… I was falling in love with the sweetness of that base pleasure.
And, perhaps he was quite satisfied with my attitude this time, instead of lowering the shoe that had been stepping on my head just moments before, he gently stroked my head, which was lowered to the point where my forehead touched the ground.
… The head was stroked, as if the owner was praising a pet that was showing affection.
The underside of the chin is tickled, and the head and cheeks are lightly stroked.
As a person, this is an extremely unpleasant act.
As a fellow human being, I am offended by that compliment, which should hurt my pride and make me feel bad… It wasn’t bad. No, rather… A little… It might be good.
A sense of relief and happiness that I had never felt before.
Is this what it feels like to be raised?
As an individual with one personality, it is a situation that should naturally be unpleasant, but I end up feeling comfortable and satisfied.
More… I wished I could pet him more, and I was trying to get rid of those humiliating feelings.
Little by little… I was able to understand the joy of subjugation and submission.
That… The feeling of culling disappeared.
However… That feels so… It wasn’t bad.
No, on the contrary, I feel satisfied.
It’s as if he was born that way. That feeling is so natural and not awkward…
As if my essence had been like that from the beginning,
It was encroaching on reason.
It was something that colored my heart.
