1. The Humiliation of Jane part 11


    Date: 8/25/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: dlantis20k, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    Jane snapped, “Why do I have to see this? Don’t you have sense enough to shoo these pests away without being told?” “Yes, ma’am, I’m sorry,” the chauffeur muttered, leading the homeless man away. “There, there,” Steve said, taking Jane by the arm. “Don’t be upset, sugar plum.” “I’m not upset,” Jane said bravely. “I just get angry when I see lazy people begging like that. Where is their dignity?” Entering the house, Jane said hello to all the gathered dignitaries and socialites, blessing them with her presence. Steve e****ted her into the cavernous, candle-lit dining hall and she took her seat at the long banquet table. Everything was so perfect, except... “Boy!” she cried out to a 30-year-old Cuban butler standing at attention near the table. “Look at my wine glass! It’s filthy!” The Cuban butler rushed forward and saw that the wine glass did, in fact, have a small smudge marring its surface. “I’m sorry, ma’am.” “Well, you should be!” Jane snapped. “Doesn’t my father pay you enough to do your job correctly? Maybe you should go back out to sea with the boat people where you belong!” “My apologies,” the Cuban butler backed away with the glass. “I beg your forgiveness.” “There, there, sugarplum,” Steve cooed beside her, patting her leg. Suddenly, his powerful hand slid up between her legs, violently grabbing her crotch through the cool silk of her gown. “Don’t be such a cunt.” Jane shot to her feet like she’d been zapped with an electric charge, too shocked to speak. “How DARE ...
    you!” she shrieked. “Sit down and shut up,” Steve snarled. Although she was utterly furious, Jane did as she was told, not wanting to cause a scene. Or at least that’s what she told herself. Across from her, her father stood up and tapped on his glass, enjoining his guests to take their seats at the table. “Thank you all for coming. I’m sure you’ve all been looking forward to this, and so have I. As you all know, my dirty little whore of a daughter has been given a d**g that f***es her to follow any command, no matter how degrading. Isn’t that right, Jane?” Jane gaped at her father in horror. Her face burned with such embarrassment that she felt like she was on fire. Everyone in the room was staring at her—the cream of Washington society—all her friends and co-workers. SMACK! Jane snapped out of her initial paralysis as Steve slapped her hard across the face. “Answer him, bitch!” Tears sprang to Jane’s eyes as she jumped up, livid, shrieking, “I DON’T KNOW WHAT HE’S TALKING ABOUT! HOW DARE YOU...!” “Stick a cork in it!” Steve laughed and Jane...practically delirious with confusion and emotion, suddenly found herself grabbing the cork out of the nearest wine bottle. “I’ve never been so humiliated in all my...” The rest of her words were muffled as Jane stuck the cork into her mouth, smudging her lipstick. All the guests at the table laughed, openly mocking Jane now that the game was afoot. “That’s right, Jane,” her father smiled. “You’ve never been as badly humiliated as you ...
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