Smelling Yuna's Panties - Laundry Room Domination, Pt VIII (Femdom Caption Story)
🕑 Added 2025-01-31 06:33:06 +0000 UTCYuna peeled the sticky panty off your face. It left a slimy layer over your nose, mouth, and cheeks. She held it as far away from her as she could.
“Namsae naneun! How could anyone smell this?! Anyone who would let this get near their face must have no self-respect!”
You had been seething with rage when she first began torturing you with her fetid dirty laundry. But after so much suffering and seeing no point in resistance, you were apathetically resigned to your fate. Your expression was cold and dead. They would do anything they wanted to you no matter what you did.
How could you fight back? Your wrists were still handcuffed behind your back. The metal blade of the cuffs was digging into the skin and make your bones ache. If you tried to stand or contort your body, Yuna would surely kick you in the nuts again.
You were embarrassed, mortified of what would come next. But a part of you was excited, eagerly anticipating the next torture. A part of you loved being in the presence of such a divine goddess as Yuna.
You had followed her on Instagram after all... Because you liked her photos and videos... Because her body was a divine creation... Because you had a thing... ...a thing for her videos of her taking off her flats after a run and sticking them towards the camera... ...and her videos of her wiggling her toes in the camera... ...and, yes, her videos of her pulling stained old panties out of the laundry and waving them in front of the camera.
What with your fetish for being humiliated by superior girls, debased by sweaty, stinky girls rubbing it all over you, your dick was growing undeniably hard. It was so hard that it was hard not to notice. You were afraid that...
“Ohmigawd! Is he getting off to this?! Hana, zoom the camera in!”
Hana locked the camera on the outline of your stiff cock so that so all her subscribers could see it. You could take solace in the fact that at least they couldn’t see your bright red face and the empty look of shame in your eyes. That would have been good fodder for the sub-Reddit “Watch People Die Inside.”
“It’s not very big if thats full mast, but it’s definitely erect,” she told the audience of over 200,000 who were tuned in at that moment.
“I mean, I knew this boy had a freaky fetish. But really? For panties this fucking dirty? What a loser.”
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This is Part V of Laundry Room Domination, a Femdom Caption Story
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Comments
Calvin James
Humiliation is more than I've ever suffered. Yet somehow I need more I can't understand it. I just know that I'm dedicated to her I need her stink I need her smell I need her dominance. As I was saying this the guys from the dorm came down and start taking pictures and laughing at me
