For me, there’s a fine line between hot and cringey. I write kink, mostly spankings, so there’s always an element of embarrassment present when a naughty lady drapes her naked ass over the knee of her firm-handed lover. But humiliation takes it a little deeper. It usually involves anal play and dirty talk like, “Look how wet you are after your spanking, you filthy bad girl.”
My latest book, Taming Tori, contains some sexual humiliation in addition to the usual embarrassment from spanking. Read the excerpt below and let me know what you think. Do you like the humiliation aspect, or does it make you cringe?
Naughty NSFW Excerpt
When the first stroke of the ruler met her naked bottom, she was not prepared for the sting. She cried out from behind her gag and straightened fully.
“No, I won’t have that.” Frank firmly pressed her back into position over the desk. “You stand up like that again and I’ll add another stroke.” Once she was bent over again, he landed a light, reprimanding spank with his palm, a gesture that caused her embarrassment and arousal to double. Being whipped with an implement was one thing. To be spanked by the palm of his hand added an unexpected intimacy that made her want to simultaneously disappear into the ground and throw herself into his arms.
“Pat the desk when you’re ready for your next stroke, princess.”
She squeezed her eyes shut and gathered her courage. As soon as she patted the desk, the ruler struck her bottom again, this time in the tender spot where her bottom met her thighs.
She managed to stay in position, but she squealed and her hands flew back of their own accord to protect and clutch her cheeks.
His hands took hold of her wrists and pried them away from her tender cheeks. “Bad girl! My hands are the only hands allowed to touch your bottom right now. This is my ass at the moment.” To demonstrate his point, he squeezed each cheek firmly. “Do you understand me, young lady? Nod if you do.”
The impertinence of the man suddenly struck her. Frustrated by being unable to tell him so due to the gag, she stamped her foot. Immediately she regretted her decision. She could feel her naked cheeks jiggling from her action, and she could only imagine what he was seeing. To remedy the situation, she nodded vigorously and patted her left hand on the desk, determined to bear the next stroke without incident.
He didn’t immediately whip her. Victoria thought he might be rethinking the punishment, but then it came, the hardest stroke yet. She screamed behind her gag and danced on her feet, but she did not stand or reach her hands back.
It hurt. It really hurt, but that was not the only reason tears filled her eyes. She was naked from the waist down and bent over a desk, enduring punishment from a man she wanted to please, and the humiliation was overwhelming.
Frank’s voice was stern, determined. “You’ve got two more strokes with the ruler. Pat the desk when you’re ready for the next one.”
Anger surged through her. She hadn’t expected the punishment to be so painful; otherwise, she might not have agreed to it in the first place. She formed her hand into a fist and pounded on the desk.
The next stroke did not come, and tense silence hovered in the air. She dared to hope that he would end the punishment, but she should have known better.
“Hmm,” his voice rumbled. “Rebelling already? My method for taming you doesn’t seem to be working.”
He rubbed her bare bottom—gently, languorously. She relaxed. It felt so very good to be petted. But then his kneading hands spread her cheeks apart, and every muscle in her body tensed.
“Stay still, princess,” he drawled.
Her pussy pulsed. He was looking at her, examining her most private hole and the spot between her legs. He was viewing every furry, slick, tender inch of pink skin. She could not have imagined feeling more exposed and dominated until his finger brushed through her wet folds and traveled up to her puckered rosette. Before she understood what he intended to do, his lubricated finger was lodged fully into her bottom hole.
“Now,” he growled. “Try patting the desk again, princess.” To emphasis his point, he pumped his finger inside of her, stroking her forbidden channel.