Crossdresser Humiliated Novels & Stories

“ The more you hesitate, the more It become worse, you wouldn’t want me to summon all the maids and servants to strip you and we can do it right in front of them. That would be more fun, what do you think? An amusing smile danced on his lips . He was having fun with seeing me miserable. I gritted my teeth as I stared at him in shock. The realization hit me like a brick, I wasn’t getting out of this free. He was going to humiliate me either ways. I pursed my lips as I could feel my eyes fill up with fresh tears. I bit the inside of my cheek and I could taste the metallic taste of blood as I slowly pull down the straps. I slowly shook off the dress and I shut my eyes tightly in shame . I stood

What terrible mistake had I made? I pulled the dress over my shoulders slowly. The silk fell to the floor at my feet. I stood there in just my underwear. My arms immediately crossed over my chest, trying to cover myself. Thank God I was wearing a bra and panties. If I had been completely naked, I would have died from shame right there. Tears streamed down my face. This was humiliation served hot. Alexei just stood there, staring at my body. His green eyes moved from my face down to my stomach. Then back up again.

“I’m a little disappointed. I was hoping you wouldn’t listen to me.” I ignored the implication. “Take off that dress.” “You didn’t tell me what you wanted me to wear.” I stood at the foot of the bed with heels on my feet. I found the outfit in the closet, along with the other clothes Crewe had bought for me. “Because I don’t want you to wear anything.” The blood drained from my face. “Strip down to your panties. Now.” I’d already stripped for him once. I couldn’t do it again, especially in front of a stranger who wanted to buy me for immoral reasons. “No.”

He used his charms and wits to comfort me, to invite me so he could use me–– that was how much of a douchebag he was. I heard that he always did that to girls, humiliate them then laugh in their faces, he was a cold-hearted bastard and he thought that he could pull the same stunt on me but I had found out earlier about his ugly personality before we had actually could do anything, I had turned the cards on him humiliating him in front of the entire school. I told everyone that he was a maniac and that he had a small penis. That didn’t work out for me as I was labeled a whore, a slut, and was shamed every day.

Brandon and Auxel immediately ran downstairs, they didn't want to miss such a great opportunity. Axel, who saw that, just shook his head, "You idiot." As Axel was relaxing, there was a commotion from the table to his right. "Are you stupid? The dress I'm wearing costs 2000 dollars. You can't afford this." said a woman with an annoyed face. The person being scolded by the woman didn't look like a man or a woman, because the person's body was very small. Axel only heard a faint voice, "I'm sorry, Miss."

"If it isn't my old rejected mate, are you really shameless enough to follow me here? Did you think I wouldn't notice you stalking me like some kind of desperate pathetic creature who can't accept reality?" His words hit me like physical blows and I felt humiliation wash over me in waves, making my face burn with shame as everyone in the hall stared at me with varying expressions of shock, pity, and judgment. "Look at yourself," Daemon continued mercilessly, gesturing at my body with a wave of his hand that encompassed me from head to toe. "You're still the same plus-size cow I rejected months ago, did you really think putting on a fancy dress would change what you are? Did you think it woul

"M-madison, all that was just a big misunderstanding… a mistake. I was clouded with so much hate and anger that…” “That you couldn’t see clearly that I was suffering? Did you know how I toiled to pay for that dress you enforced on me? Do you know how it felt when you disgraced me yet again at another of your popular bars? Do you have any idea how humiliated I felt when I saw my pictures splashed in tabloids, and how I missed so much job opportunities in New York just because of the news parading everywhere about me? You don’t even have an inkling the maltreatment and insult I got from people. You have no idea! So don’t even tell me you’re sorry and you just expect me to accept and forget it

“Find her son and make her kneel before you. Begging on her dirty knees, and have her punished. No Son of mine will be rejected by a woman, and a lower class for that matter!” I would do more than making her kneel. I’ll give her the worst humiliation ever known to man, and not only that I’ll treat her as I should have done to make her know who’s master, and who’s slave. Once I get my hands on her pathetic existence she would know who she fucked with. No woman has the guts to make a caricature of me. The second she ran out of the church the laughter, and judgement from the eyes of the onlookers wore me an apparel of shame, and gossips my head hung low in shame.

With listening. "There were people attacking him," I continued. "It was in Kaldor, the capital. I was there and I was close enough to help, so I did." I looked down at my hands. "I brought him to a place where he could get better. I cared for him while he was healing, and because he was a man and I wanted him to be comfortable, I… I pretended to be a girl while I did it." The words came out in a rush now, the dam broken, everything flowing too fast. "I didn’t know who he was. He was just someone who needed help, and I was there." "You didn't know?" Carl asked, his voice soft.

Grandpa, help me. I couldn't even say the words before everything went dark. When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next afternoon. I groggily sat up, realizing I was in a strange hotel room, completely naked and in pain. I was groggy, and disturbing fragments of memory flashed through my mind. Calvin and Jack...they violated me. If I wasn't mistaken, they even recorded a video. Fear and helplessness instantly took over my mind. "What should I do? My life... it's ruined! Call the police! I need to call the police!"