My SPH slave shared a story with me and let’s me share it. Read it and laugh with me!
He says: “As pathetic as it is, it excites me that you share for EVERYONE to laugh at, and don’t hesitate to point out that I get thrilled and aroused by knowing you are laughing at it, and sharing so others can laugh and mock me for it. You know I have accepted that I am here to please and amuse you, and be grateful for what I can get.”
Here goes…
My last year in school, I went to summer camp for a week. It was a cluster of cabins by a lake. I was still a virgin at the time, at that age constantly super horny. I think I told you before, I had tried to have sex once, but failed. I ejaculated over the girl’s panties when she took off her dress, completely untouched. Just too excited. And that girl never wanted to see me again.
We all shared cabins, 3-4 of us sleeping together in each one. There was no privacy, no single, individual toilets. After a few days, I was getting desperately horny. I needed relief so badly, that I had to sneak away to one of the outer cabins for some privacy. I sat down on a bed, pulled down my shorts and and underwear, and started to masturbate. But…within a minute, the door to the cabin suddenly opened!
Three of the hot, popular girls at the camp ran in, catching me in the act. They literally caught me with my dick in hand (or…in my fingers…). My face was scarlet red. I have never been so shocked or so ashamed in my life. I wanted to just sink through the floor. They were laughing so much. They asked me if I was too horny. They called me a wanker. I was hoping they would just go away, but they wanted to enjoy the situation to the fullest. They took pictures. I was devastated.
They said that if I wanted them not to tell anyone about this, or show anyone pics, I had to finish. I had to masturbate to orgasm. They wanted to watch. I begged them to let me off the hook, but they refused. They said since I was obviously so horny, I should get off. Almost crying, I started to masturbate in front of them. And when they saw me rubbing my limp little penis with two fingers, they could not believe that was how I masturbate. They laughed so much. I was dying with shame, so embarrassed that my dick stayed limp. They urged me on, telling me to get hard, so I could finish. Seeing me struggle, they decided to “help” me. One girl pulled down her shorts and showed me her panties. I somehow responded differently to the shame after that, growing semi-hard. The other two girls put their socked feet in my face and mouth when I was semi-hard and able to masturbate. They cheered me, laughing and laughing, urging me to shoot my sperm.
I masturbated furiously, and was finally able to ejaculate over myself. The girls laughed and clapped their hands, and filmed it.
And it gets worse…
I was hoping everything was now over. But they took my shorts and underwear, and ran away, laughing. I had nothing to wear on my lower half. I had to run without pants, my sperm flowing down my legs, to my own cabin, to find a change of clothes. Can you imagine…?
From that day, I got so many glances from other girls at the camp. I got obsessed about how other looked at me. I saw girls looking at me and giggling. I saw them talking, imagining it was about me. To this day, I don’t know for sure if the hot girls told others, showed them pics or the video. Those three girls were the only ones laughing and calling me “wanker” when they saw me, asking me if I had had another date with my hand, if I had forgotten my pants again, making hand signs with two fingers, “L” signs with their hands. But I kept looking for signs from others also knowing.
This experience really shaped my sexuality, and it was the starting point for me to realise that the humiliation aroused me. I started to crave it. I re-lived the experience and masturbated to it, again and again.
