Abrasive Masturbation Humiliation - Humiliation

You’re there? Good boy. I was starting to think you’d lost your nerve. Describe it to me. Where exactly are you standing right now? That little nature trail, just off the main road? The one with the bench that overlooks the freeway? Perfect. Tell me about the light. Is the sun just starting to creep up? I bet the air is cold on your skin. I bet you’re already trembling, and we haven’t even started. Take out your phone. I want a video. A ten-minute video. Not a second less. Prop it up on that bench. I want to see your pathetic, shaking body and the entire humiliating spectacle you’re about to put on for me. If the video cuts out, if I don’t see everything, you will regret it far more than any passing jogger seeing you. Film it, or it didn’t happen. That’s the rule. My rule. Now, strip. I don’t care how cold it is. Take off everything from the waist down. Fold your clothes. Neatly.