It has taken me a long to get to grips with humiliation.  Getting my head around the topic was constantly blocked by something, and for the life of me I just couldn’t break through the invisible barrier.

Missy gets off being made aware that her body is giving her away when involved in activies that nice girls would not.  Being a fine up-standing member of the community she most certainly should not be enjoying having her arsehole fingered, or her nipples becoming errect through caning. That would not do at all.  The thought of anyone knowing that she secretly like being face-fucked when greedy and desperate for cock, and reminded that she enjoys it too much, would be so embarassing.

So what was my barrier?  Good manners and politelness actually.  Being conditioned to be verbally kind and considerate does not lend it self to making observational comments on the sweat and spunk covered mess found smiling on the floor. No, that was hard for me to dig deep and press those buttons.  Missy’s humiliation triggers are deep in her head and to tell me would not make them triggers any longer.  So how does one overcome the inabilty to mind read? Well, reading her blog is a good start and secondly being a good at ‘Catch Phase’ the game.  The show host use to say, “Say what you see, say what you see.” And this was good advice for me.  Making observationsal comments on how I feel about how many fingers she can take (it’s almost a fist) or a swollen clit all adds to the humiliation factor.

I have moved on from such muted political correctness in the bedroom; there is not place for it in humiliation play. All I need now is to think of things to comment on..