I’ve never really been the sort to go for extremely hardcore humiliation games. I like sensual humiliation much better!
I think of humiliation as something that ebbs and flows, like the waves of the ocean. There’s no need for a tsunami of shame and humiliation, when the slow erosion of self that happens over time just through the relentless wash of water will do the same thing. I’m not going to bust out the really hardcore humiliation on you right out of the gate: that’d be the tsunami and destruction of self approach, and I’m much sweeter than that, honest!
Sensual humiliation games are more fun for me because it’s more of a game of wits. 
Finding the things that embarrass you and make you blush, and then circling that point around and around, slowly building up to a crashing crescendo of shame and humiliation… Oh yes. You’re my bitch in that moment, helpless in my hands, slave to my voice, and utterly incapable of stopping the crumble of your will and ego. And with every iota of embarrassed humiliation, you get harder and harder, more and more turned on, utterly lust-filled and lacking the ability to slow down or stop yourself.
The key to a really good humiliation scene is knowing what makes you squirm.
You’re going to tell me the most embarrassing details of your life. The first time you got hard when a girl smiled at you, the first time you realized girls were laughing at you and it turned you on, the most recent incident, too. All the dirty details, you’re going to spill (ahem) all of them. That time you met a cute woman, and danced with her, and she asked you to go home with her, and you came in your pants right then, making a huge wet spot for everyone to see, and she laughed in your face, and you were so embarrassed and humiliated in public. Oh, that hasn’t happened yet? Don’t worry, it will.
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Oh so much fun to humiliate with a well placed snicker or giggle or just a little barb at just the right moment that will leave them thinking about it for the rest of the night. That slow erosion of comments and laughter that will become earworms and insecurities is so effective. Love this post, Ms Harper!
One of my favorite sessions with Cooper, she was my dominating girl friend, I had my buddy over to watch the game. Cooper comes in the room puts her tongue in one cheek with her hand in a fist on the other cheek – doing the ASL sign for a blowjob which I think is universally understood.
What my buddy doesn’t know, Cooper isn’t offering me a blowjob but is instructing me to offer him a blowjob, and while giving it, she plays with my cock and balls for the purpose of crossing the circuits in my brain so I start to associate giving a blowjob with my own sexual pleasure (don’t know that works but in fantasy that kind of brainwashing doesn’t have to really work)
That’s my kind of sensual humiliation 😀