Humiliation Stories 소설 & 이야기

I had never felt so degraded in my entire life. Then they laughed. The sound filled the room like it was bouncing off the walls. Each laugh hit me like a slap. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t fight back. My face burned with shame, and I bit the inside of my cheek to stop the tears. No, I wouldn’t cry. Not in front of them. I won’t give them the satisfaction. I was an Alpha, a leader, someone who commanded respect. And yet here I was, lying on the floor, beaten and humiliated by those beneath me. My honor was gone. It was stripped away by their fists and their laughter.

The picture of Denver my fiancé bending over Mimi my best friend in a doggy position while using my painting stool for support makes me feel like burying myself in the ground. Humilation , betrayal , anger ,hatred, embarrassment, stupidness, irritation! I felt it all in my heart and bones. “You two are the people that I genuinely love and care about after my parents. How could you do this to me ? What did I do to you guys to deserve all these huh?” I choked on my own voice, I could feel the tears stinging in my eyeballs but I kept batting my eye and fanning my face to stop the tears from rolling down my face.

I crouched down, hugging myself, overwhelmed by agony. It was just my personal fantasy, never meant to be exposed like this, but in the end... it happened in such a humiliating way.

“She’s only here because of him—” “Bet she thought the bite would be hers—” “Imagine humiliating yourself and he still chooses someone else—” “Pathetic.” My chest tightened. The air felt thin. My fingers dug into my notes, the paper wrinkling under my grip. It’s fine. I’ve been humiliated before. I’ve lived through worse. I literally died once. But my heart didn’t care. Somewhere in the noise, I thought I heard Dominic shout something, but it vanished under the swarm of voices.

I didn’t know where I was going—I don't know where they were taking me but the humiliation was too unbearable. A child started crying when she saw me. Her mother pulled her away, casting me a look full of disdain. A man spat near my feet. I flinched, startled, ashamed. Someone threw a shoe, and it hit my leg hard enough to leave a welt. I gasped, stumbling forward, hands outstretched to catch myself as I nearly fell. Laughter rang out from a group of women, followed by more jeers. One of them mimed spitting, and I flinched even though the spit didn’t hit me. My legs trembled with every step, each bruise a growing fire across my skin.

“All I’ve ever wanted was acceptance. Everything I’ve done, I did it for acceptance. My mother didn’t want me, my pack didn’t want me! Now I journeyed far, came here just so I could be wanted, but the minute I’m here, you fuckers are planning my funeral! You humiliated me before your people! Before your stupid council! You humiliated me before my own maid! You guys made me feel stupid for offering to help! You criticized everything I did, forcing me to be something I’m not. “You forced a bond on me by raping me! You humiliated me at the church, even after I was made a royal concubine! You humiliated me, and made jokes about me like I was some fucking object! You turn me into a slut to satisf

Only narrow-minded people would feel ashamed of having lesser money than others. “Do you really think you did a good job at hiding your real intentions? Do you really think that no one can see how badly you want to latch on to someone?” Layla sneered. Her deep gaze bored into their eyes making them flustered. Their face turned red from anger and shame. “Do you really think that people will clap happily for you when you jump like a clown in front of them?” Layla’s words were clearly telling them what a big joke they were in her eyes. They clenched their fists as they were trembling from the humiliation they have received today.

Mom explained. "Hm… it's fine, Emma. Let's not force Ava to do this for us. She has a life over there in New York and I am sure she will go there soon. It's only us who is going to get affected by this. But, I am not ready to take the humiliation from all sides. It's better that we can die together than living without respect. .." he hugged mom and she was crying on his shoulders. Somehow his words touched me. Did he really mean it??

‎With one last thrust, we both lost it, cummin together in a shaking, screaming mess. ‎"Fuck... Liliana!" ‎"Arghh... Joel... Mhmmm fuck!" ‎I collapsed on his firm chest, panting and sweating, my squirt soaking the counter. ‎"Oh Liliana," Joel groaned, "Everyone needs a slutty sister with juicy pussy like you." ‎"Everyone needs a cousin with a big monster cock like yours."

I said with a tight smile. It was all my fault for getting lost in a daydream anyway. I could hear people around me sniggering. I wish I could say I didn’t care even though I have faced worse than this and I have also faced it more than a thousand times. But humiliation was always painful no matter how many times it happened. I could never get used to it.