First of all, let me say that I am a shy sort of girl who fell in love with a man who turned out to be something unlike any of my daydreams.
Everything went great for the first couple of months of our relationship but things started to change. Only in small ways to start off with, things like,
"Please don't wear any underwear under that nice summer dress when we go out tonight, a bra or knickers would spoil the line."
"Please leave the top two buttons of your blouse unfastened so that I can see your bare tits."
Things that any girl would happily do for the man that she loves.
Then things progressed to things like him pulling my top off my tits when we were walking down the street with people coming the other way, or asking me to sit with me knees wide apart in the pub, knowing full well that people would see my pussy up my skirt, yes, by then he had talked me into never wearing knickers or a bra, not that I needed a bra for support. My little tits stand proud with no sag.
Of course I got terribly embarrassed when he did these things to me, but I loved him and would do anything to please him. The embarrassment turned into humiliation when my boyfriend started talking to the people who were staring at my exposed pussy or tits, and doubly humiliating when he involved me in the conversations.
The weird thing was that after he'd done those things I found myself looking forward to the next time which I just knew wouldn't be long in coming. Not only that, I found that I got aroused when I thought about them.
Maybe I should describe myself and Joe. My name is Samantha and I'm 22. I have a boring job in a supermarket and have a 32A 28 30 figure. I'm 5 foot 4 inches tall and my hair is light brown and shoulder length. I consider myself to be no more than average looking.
Joe, on the other hand, is 5 years older than me and is 6 foot 3 inches tall, well built but not fat, very handsome and has a very well paid job in a bank.
We met when he came into the supermarket and he asked me out for a drink that same day. Two months later I moved into his apartment and we have been inseparable since then, apart from work that is.
When I moved into his apartment a lot of my old and dowdy clothes, and all my underwear went to the charity shop and Joe bought me a whole new wardrobe. All the dresses and skirts that he bought me are ultra short and my nervousness and embarrassment had me pulling at the hems every time that we went out for many months.
Despite my protest, some of the clothes that Joe bought me were opaque, even quite see-through. I'd be embarrassed wearing them but I knew that I would wear them for Joe because I was deeply in love with him.
Joe is not the stay at home type of guy and I quickly met his friends most of whom are rugby players. Joe used to be one once, but an injury stopped all that so now he is just a big supporter of the team who takes his girlfriend to all the matches.
Whenever we were out with his mates, Joe would embarrass me by asking his mates if they liked seeing my tits through my opaque tops, or if they liked seeing my bald pussy up my short skirts.
Yes, my pussy is bald, Joe had paid for me to have laser treatment for me to get rid of every trace of hair below my heck. It took ages for the guy to zap every hair on my body and it was humiliating when he did all around my pussy and my anus.
When I cane out of the treatment room Joe was waiting for me and he asked me how it had gone.
"Tell you later." I replied.
Joe took me for a Chinese lunch and as we walked down the street I felt different. The gentle breeze was tickling my very bald pussy even more than when I'd had bits of hair down there. That didn't make any sense to me and I thought that it must be phycological.
In the restaurant Joe again asked me how the treatment had gone.
"Well, as I'm sure you cam imagine, having to be totally naked in front of a man was embarrassing enough, but he was pulling my skin all over the place and holding that wand thing on me, all over my body, and I mean ALL over my body. That really was embarrassing. That embarrassment turned into humiliation when he got me to spread my legs wide and then I had to get on my hands and knees so he could zap my pussy and butt area from behind.
His spare hand was pulling my flesh all over the place, and I'll confess that it made me all wet and I had an orgasm."
"You orgasmed in front of the laser technician Sam. Wow, how did that feel?"
"Actually Joe, not only was it horribly humiliating, no girl likes cumming in front of strangers, but the weird thing was that I was sort of enjoying it. I had been wet right from when I had to take my dress off but him doing those things to me, and me cumming left me very humiliated and very horny as hell."
"Wow, this is an eye-opener Sam. I knew that you enjoyed flashing your tits and pussy to my mates but I now know that you get turned on by other men groping you."
"I do not enjoy you making me flash my tits and pussy to your mates, and I can't help it if strangers groping me turn me on."
"But you've just admitted that those things do turn you on Sam."
"Okay, I admit that but they also embarrass the hell out of me and when guys, other than you, put their hands on me in places that only you should touch, it humiliates me; and I'm sure that it would be worse if you were there watching them do it."
"So Sam, if I were to make you get naked right here in this restaurant, fuck you and then get other guys to fuck you on this table, you'd enjoy it?"
"Joe, how can you even think of doing that, but yes, I guess it would arouse me, but the humiliation would be horrendous, I'd never be able to show my face anywhere near this place."
"So we could explore possibilities in other locations."
"Are you serious Joe, are you trying to kill me with humiliation?"
"Tell me that you wouldn't get a massive high from doing something like that Sam?"
I thought for a few seconds then replied,
"Okay, I'm sure that I would, but ...... are you really serious Joe?"
"Would it make you super horny Sam?"
"Yes, I'm sure that it would but I can't, you can't ...... "
"Then we need to start planning some adventures."
"Joe, what are you trying to do to me, turn me into a humiliation slut?"
"I think that you would like that Sam, you've all but just admitted it."
"Please don't Joe, the humiliation will kill me."
"No it won't Sam, it will give you tons of pleasure."
"That's no good to me if I end up in some loony bin."
"That would never happen Sam, I'd keep you locked up at home and just let you out so that you could fuck strangers on tables or in the street."
"Joe, stop it. You wouldn't do that to me would you?"
"Of course not, I love you too much, but that doesn't stop me from helping you get what you want."
"Which is?"
"To be humiliated in public."
"Oh Joe, that just isn't true, it would be horrible."
"No it wouldn't, your world wouldn't end, you'd just get super horny, and think of our lovemaking sessions afterwards, or would you prefer me to fuck you in public with lots of people watching? Talking of which, let's get the bill and get out of here, I want to fuck you in the car park with lots of people watching."
"What am I going to do with you Joe?"
"Nothing lover, it's me that's going to do things to you."
"Oh Joe, hurry up and pay the bill."
Out in the car park Joe was pulling my dress up before we even got to the car and he'd got it off me before we got there. I was expecting him to open the doors and we'd fuck on the back seat, but no, he bent me over the front of the car and fucked me from behind. My face was sideways on the cold metal and I could see people walking by.
Most either looked disgusted or smiled as they kept walking, but a group of guys around my age, stopped and watched Joe fuck me until I orgasmed.
As I was getting my wits about me again, I realised that I had, and still was, actually enjoying the experience. In fact, when I stood up I didn't rush to put my dress back on. Instead I turned to the guys, did a little curtsy, then got into the car, still totally naked.
As I watched those guys walk away I thought,
"What the hell has got in to you Samantha?"
During the relatively silent journey home I decided that Joe knew more about me than I did. I had enjoyed the experience, and I did want more.
I still hadn't put my dress on by the time we got home and I waited until Joe had opened the front door before I got out of the car and ran to the door. Once inside we didn't make it further than the hallway as Joe lifted me up and fucked me hard against the wall.
*****
I suppose that that was the start of my road to becoming a total humiliation slut. Joe and I spent many hours thinking of places and people where Joe could embarrass, degrade and humiliate me. Every time that we tried to think of situations we wouldn't get far because we'd lose track and end up fucking like there was no tomorrow.
*****
The next place that I got terribly embarrassed and humiliated was in a pub in town. It was a Friday evening and I'd been working mornings. When I got there I discovered that a lot of Joe's male work colleagues were there. It was bad enough being the only girl there with 8 guys, but Joe had me sit where most of the guys could see up my short skirt. It was a good job that he didn't tell me to open my legs or lean back, they could only see my bald pubis.
I'm getting used to that because it happens most times that we go out with his rugby mates, but things got rapidly worse when it became obvious that Joe had been talking to his colleagues about me getting lasered and then fucked over the front of his car with people watching.
Joe had told them that I had orgasmed when the guy had been zapping hairs around my butt hole and pussy.
"Show the guys how turned-on all this talking about your pussy is making you Sam."
"What!? No Joe."
With that, most of the guys there started chanting that they wanted to see my pussy. My face was turning bright red even at the thought, but the chanting didn't stop and Joe gave me that pleading look of love which always makes me submit to whatever he wants.
With my face getting redder by the second I slowly opened my knees and leant back on the seat. I just knew that the guys could see my spread and wet pussy, right down to my perineum and maybe even my anus.
"Fuck girl," one of the guys said, "you're dripping."
There were a few more similar comments before another of the guys said,
"Come on Joe, give Samantha her present, get her to christen it."
I went to close my knees but Joe grabbed my knee and stopped me.
"I didn't buy it for her, for you guys to watch her use it."
