Degrading Kinks Novels & Stories

I liked it. Standing again, in front of him, I felt shy and self conscious, I was standing right next to him, and he looked that good, and I probably looked like a cat dragged out of water. “First, I need to know that you understand, these kinks, these fetishes, they sometimes have to do with real life issues, like you told that woman from the station, they may be happening in real life, but they are different in the sense that, these are controlled, the entire thing is controlled.”

“There’s a word for it?!” “There’s a word for every kink, Princess.” I hummed, trailing my fingers over the veins of his forearms. Meeting his eyes, I shyly whispered, “Then what are you into?” “You,” he answered, kissing me softly on my lips. “Very much into you. But if we are talking about kinks, I like to humiliate and degrade. Sometimes…” I kind of figured that Hayden would like that because, despite being a Princess, I was into humiliation and degradation. But he stopped what he was going to say, looking at me and shook his head.

Hillary I can’t believe I just forgave him so easily, but he’s not wrong. That’s literally part of the degradation kink—humiliation. But I don’t want that particular part, and I should have just told him, like we agreed, instead of acting like a baby. Because I want to be his baby. My eyes flutter closed as I feel his warm tongue on my skin, kissing and sucking. My pussy is slick with arousal, and my nipples tighten immediately.

I felt a bead of precum gather at the tip as I pushed my boxers down. “You want your huge cock filling my pretty asshole? Is that what you think of each time you jerk off? Each time you beat your dick to thoughts of me?” I asked, thrusting two of my fingers and circling them in his slit. “Yes, Xander… yes… please. Talk dirty to me. Ask me—I’ll tell you all of it,” he squirmed beneath me. I tutted, drawing out his pleasure. He’d got a praise kink… and perhaps a degrading kink too.

He turns back to me with a grin. "What turns you on?" he asks, giving me butterflies. "You already know what turns me on." I say, blushing. "Not everything. Tell me. I want to make our nights more interesting. And I wanna know what you like. Specifically. I've got a feeling you're kinky, on a different level." he says, smiling. "I've got a degrading kink." I say. His eyes widen at my response. "Degrading, huh? Tell me more. And I want to know everything, in depth."

Whereas St Just was known for his kinky tastes, Liam O’Grady had the reputation for being a fierce lover, the kind of man who would satisfy his woman while using her till she was drained. As they stood, clad in suits that seemed to heighten the animalistic nature of O’Grady, while simultaneously making St Just look like a fallen angel, the two men were talking of a new plan that St Just had come up with. ‘A Kink Club, O’Grady,” he drawled in his smooth persuasive way, “A place where every whim, however depraved, will be granted.”

THEMES: Public danger, anonymous possession and shame kink KINKS: CnC fantasy, breeding talk, public risk, clothing ripping, praise & degradation mix, light restraint and humiliation arousal --- "I haven't finished yet!!" "Fuck off you horny bitch! I can't kill myself because you." I scoff at this, "You didn't even last more than 5 minutes!!!" However my boyfriend doesn't even look at me and rolls over to his side of the bed, keeping his back to me.

I moaned, trying to match his rhythm, my hands digging into the sheets. “You like it when I fuck you like a slut,” he groaned. “Yes!” I cried out. We had explored so many kinks over the years, and being degraded was definitely one of mine. “Fuck, so tight,” he growled, hips snapping forward, pounding me deeper, harder, until the bed groaned beneath us. His fangs grazed my throat, dangerous and delicious, a promise and a threat wrapped into one. “You’re mine. Say it while I’m inside you.”

He turns back to me with a grin. "What turns you on?" he asks, giving me butterflies. "You already know what turns me on." I say, blushing. "Not everything. Tell me. I wantbto make our nights more interesting. And I wanna know what you like. Specifically. I've got a feeling you're kinky, on a different level." he says, smiling. "I've got a degrading kink." I say. His eyes widen at my response. "Degrading, huh? Tell me more. And I want to know everything, in depth."

I take my nipples between my fingers and twist until they border between pleasure and pain, the combination making me moan deliriously. "Just like that." Dimitri murmurs into my mouth "My sweet little whore." My pussy clenches at the words. Degrading kinks is my dirty little secret and Dimitri isn't scared to indulge in them. "Dimi." I moan. "I want to come." "Say your word." He whispers. "Please." I don't hesitate. "Good girl."