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A British Expilot’s Journey to Praise & Humiliation Kink In Shanghai
Several months ago, a British pilot in Shanghai reached out to me with a unique request — an emotional rollercoaster session carefully designed to take him through a stark contrast of emotions. He longed to experience the intoxicating warmth of affection, praise, and tenderness, only to be plunged into the depths of rejection, humiliation, and degradation. It was the duality of these extremes that fueled his desire, heightening both the psychological and emotional intensity of the experience.
To make his fantasy come true, I structured a scenario tailored precisely to his cravings and the power dynamics he sought. I arrived at his hotel room on time, composed, and in control. The moment he let me in, I wasted no time — I commanded him to strip. As his clothes fell to the floor, so did his defenses. With a soft smile, I welcomed him into my embrace, cradling him like something precious. I fed him his favorite fruit, my fingers brushing against his lips, tracing slow, deliberate patterns across his face. My touch was gentle, my voice soothing, wrapping him in a moment of warmth and comfort.
Then, without warning, I shoved him to the floor. “Down,” I ordered, my tone now cold and commanding. He obeyed instantly. I stepped forward, pressing my foot against his bare back. “You’ll stay there,” I murmured as I took my seat, using him as my personal footstool while I leisurely flipped through the pages of my favorite book. His body trembled slightly beneath me, not from fear, but from anticipation. After some time, I glanced down at him, my amusement growing. “Open your mouth,” I instructed. He complied without hesitation when he was kneeling. I looked at him with disgust and leaned forward slightly, my voice low but unwavering. “Swallow what I give you,” I continued, before spitting out the food I had just eaten into his waiting mouth. My pee then splashed all over his face. He was so grateful for the treatment I gave him.
The power shift was exciting. He had gotten exactly what he asked for — the whiplash between being cherished and being degraded, the sharp descent from warmth to humiliation. And he savored every moment of it.
