Exploring the Pleasures of Erotic Humiliation - Part 1

I can't believe this is happening again, Ella thought as she felt her husband's cock soften inside her. I wore lingerie. I went down on him. I made sure he was hard before I took him inside me, and he's still going soft. What the fuck am I doing wrong?

To try and counter Leo's seeming loss of arousal, Ella arched her back to present her breasts in a more alluring manner and rode him a little faster. She looked into her husband's eyes and moaned like his cock was the most wondrous thing she'd ever experienced - in its softening state, it most certainly wasn't, but Ella wanted him to get hard again - in the hopes that they could have the kind of sex she craved.

It's not working, she thought. He looks like he's interested. He looks like he's having a good time. He looks like he wants this, and yet he's not getting any harder. I don't understand.

It wasn't the first time Leo had gone a little soft during sex. They hadn't talked about it - Ella wasn't sure how to bring up a thing like that with a man without hurting his feelings - but it had now gone far past the point of frustration for her. She could still cum just by grinding her clit into his crotch, but it just didn't feel anywhere near as good as if Leo's cock behaved like it used to.

"What's wrong?" Ella said as she stopped riding her husband and put her hands on his chest.

"What do you mean?" he replied. "There's nothing wrong."

Ella knew it wasn't fair, but she felt like he was denying the very obvious fact that something was wrong and she felt an unexpected level of anger rise up in her. "Leo, what's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing," he said, though the look on his face made her absolutely certain that he knew what she was talking about and was simply unwilling to address it, which further fueled the anger simmering inside her.

"Is it me?" Ella asked. "Are you not attracted to me anymore?"

"Ella...no, you're beautiful," he replied, indicating once again - albeit in a different way - that he knew something wasn't working quite as it should be.

She rocked her hips back and forth on his cock, bathing him in the wetness and heat of her pussy. There was pleasure on his face, but Ella could feel that the stiffness she desired - that she very nearly required for good sex with her husband - wasn't present.

"Then what's wrong, Leo?" she asked. Ella was aware that she hadn't yet named the elephant in the room - the fact that his cock was no longer anywhere near as stiff as it used to be - but she was wary of doing so, as men tended to be very sensitive where their penises were concerned.

"Ella...please," was all he said. It seemed quite clear that he didn't want to talk about it, but that didn't work for Ella. She was not the sort of woman that was willing to settle in any way, and that absolutely included her pursuit of sexual satisfaction.

It was anger - anger that Ella had let build for far longer than she should have - that fueled her response.

"No, Leo," she said sharply. "No. Just no. I'm sick of this. Your dick isn't hard. Your fucking dick isn't hard inside me. I put on lingerie for you, I gave you a blowjob, I got on top and I took you in my pussy - which I know is fucking incredible - and I'm riding you and your dick is going soft. You're 35 years old, Leo. That's far too young to need Viagra. So what the fuck is going on?"

At first, he looked stunned, perhaps because no one had ever spoken to him like that while he was inside them. Then a pained look crossed his face, making it seem as though Ella had hit the nail on the head and perhaps tapped into her husband's insecurities in the process, making him feel quite bad about himself.

Had Ella been less angry - and in a state where she wasn't frustrated about the lack of sexual satisfaction in their marriage - she might have been more sympathetic to that look. She wasn't, though. In the moment, she was anything but sympathetic. Instead, it annoyed her, adding further fuel to the anger that was quickly approaching a boiling point.

"Don't make that face," she said. "Don't act like you want to roll away and hide from this conversation." She dug her fingernails into his chest - more out of frustration than anything, and said, "Your cock isn't giving me what I need anymore, Leo. Your cock is bordering on being useless to me."

To Ella's complete and utter surprise, Leo moaned. The moan was accompanied by an undeniable look of pleasure on his face. Ella wasn't moving, she wasn't riding him, she wasn't squeezing his cock with her pussy. There was no reason for that look of pleasure and the moan, which is why she it took her a few moments to register that Leo might have found some pleasure in what she'd just said.

Ella lifted her fingernails from his chest, leaned down, and kissed him. She lifted her pussy from his cock and sank down slowly and she was certain his cock felt harder. It was utterly bizarre and borderline incomprehensible, but it seemed that Leo had gotten turned on by Ella's undeniably unkind words regarding his cock.

She kissed him again and offered a hint of tongue while riding him slowly. She showered his neck in soft kisses, moaning between them and working her way towards his ear. Leo always loved when she sucked and nibbled on his ear lobe, so Ella indulged his desire and did so, but she had something else planned, too.

"Your cock has been damn near useless to me for months now," she said softly.

He moaned again and his hands moved down her back and grabbed her ass in that insistent, eager way a man does when his arousal levels are sky high.

Ella rode him faster and said, "I need a nice, hard dick inside me, Leo, and you haven't been able to give that to me for a long time now. I can't tell you how disappointing it's been to feel you go soft, to know that my husband's soft, almost useless cock isn't going to be able to make me cum the way I want to cum."

Leo's grip on her ass tightened and he began to fuck his cock up into Ella's pussy. He was stiff as steel, too, just like she enjoyed, and there was no question the particular kind of dirty talk she'd offered had gotten him there. Ella couldn't understand why that would be the case, but she didn't give it much thought in the moment because she was well on the way to the kind of orgasm she craved, and the kind she'd been deprived of for months.

"Fuck me, Leo," she said. "Show me that your dick doesn't have to be useless. Show your wife that you can actually make her cum like she needs to."

Leo delivered, pounding his dick up into Ella's pussy while she moved her hips back and forth, generating all kinds of wondrous stimulation and hurrying her towards what felt like it would be a breathtaking orgasm.

"I'm close," she announced. "Leo, I'm close. I want you to cum in me. Cum in me, Leo."

He got there just a few moments later, and Ella joined him soon after. It was the best orgasm she'd had in months - if not longer - and based on the way Leo was moaning and grunting and groaning, it was the best orgasm he'd had in a very long time.

When the tremors of pleasure had subsided, Ella leaned down, rested her head in the crook of his neck, and smiled before kissing him softly. "That was lovely, Leo. Thank you," she said.

"You're welcome," he replied.

Leo ran his arms down her back - and the soft lace of her lingerie - and held her close, though Ella his touch felt just a little hesitant and Ella was fairly certain he wasn't entirely enjoying the aftermath of his orgasm.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked.

There were a few seconds of silence before he answered with a simple, "No."

Ella knew they'd have to talk about it, but she wasn't going to push it in the moment. It had always seemed to her that men were particularly fragile in their post-orgasmic state and she had no interest in shattering him in that moment, so the conversation could wait.

Ella was happy to wait to engage Leo in a conversation about his response to what she'd said about his cock, but she had no patience when it came to satisfying her curiosity, so she headed online.

It took some doing, but eventually Ella found her way - with the help of a few very specific subreddits, some knowledgeable people on Twitter, and a few helpful blog articles - to what seemed like an understanding of Leo's seeming arousal at her pointed criticisms of his sexual performance.

As best as Ella could understand it without talking to him, Leo found pleasure in erotic humiliation. He was not alone in finding pleasure in that, either. In fact, Ella's surface-level investigation had revealed that some men found intense pleasure in remarkably heavy levels of humiliation and degradation and many were partnered with women that had no problem indulging in their desires.

Offering up that sort of humiliation wasn't something that came naturally to Ella, but as she conducted her informal research she kept thinking of the look on Leo's face when she'd called his cock useless. It was the pleasure that stood out strongest in her mind, and the more she thought about it the more it fascinated her that she could make her husband feel such excitement with no more than a few words.

Ella couldn't help but identify with the women who talked of feeling a pleasing kind of power as they mastered the art of delivering the erotic humiliation their partners desired. She'd felt something akin to that while sitting on Leo's cock and turning up his desire while doing little more than whispering dirty words into his ears, and it had absolutely resulted in her getting fucked the way she wanted and having the kind of orgasm she'd sorely missed for months.

With all of that in mind, Ella decided that she wasn't going to have a conversation with Leo. Instead, she was going to conduct a little experiment to see if he really was into erotic humiliation like so many of the men she'd read about online.

Ella conducted that experiment on a Saturday evening. It was six days after they'd last had sex - after she'd discovered Leo's potential desire - and she was fairly certain he hadn't masturbated in that time, meaning he'd be well primed for an orgasm.

After dinner, Ella opened a bottle of wine, poured two glasses, and suggested that she and Leo retire to the couch to enjoy their wine and talk. The conversation wasn't important, though, as the point was to get a little bit drunk to help loosen him up in case he was feeling self-conscious about what had unfolded the last time they'd fucked.

As they talked, Ella made sure to try and offer little bits of arousal in the form of a quick, sensual kiss or a bit of thigh rubbing. She wanted to get Leo's blood flowing without pushing him to a place where he absolutely needed to fuck her.

That came after they'd finished the wine. Ella was feeling delightfully buzzed and surprisingly horny, and she was fairly certain Leo was in the mood too as he was more than happy to indulge in an amorous, lengthy kiss with a great deal of tongue. His hand moved under Ella's sweater - a sexy sweater that Leo had often noted was his absolute favorite - and he eagerly played with her breasts in the delicate black lace bra she'd bought for just the occasion. He even moaned into her mouth the moment he touched the lace.

After a bit of kissing and heavy petting Ella got up and stripped for her husband, revealing the panties that matched the bra and spinning around to give Leo a look at her ass, which she knew looked exquisite.

"Ella, you're so beautiful," he said.

She turned around, straddled him, and they kissed as she moved her hips back and forth, riding him slowly and luring his cock into the impressively stiff state she desired. Leo unhooked her bra at one point and Ella happily leaned forward to let him lick, kiss, and suck on her breasts as he grabbed her ass tight and squeezed in a deeply pleasurable manner.

"Do you want me?" Ella asked softly.

"More than you can imagine," he replied.

She smiled, climbed off his lap, and said, "You should get naked, then."

Leo stripped off his shirt as Ella bent over to help him out of his pants. She yanked them off along with his underwear, leaving her husband nude and impressively erect on the couch. The look on his face made it seem like he thought she was going to mount him and take his cock for a ride, but Ella wanted to play it a little slower.

She moved to the end of the couch, sat, turned towards her husband, and spread her legs. She pulled the delicate panties aside, smiled at him, and said, "Eat my pussy, Leo."

He looked surprised - it wasn't often that Ella issued something akin to an order, especially when it came to sex - but she saw excitement in his eyes, and he didn't hesitate to do as she asked.

Leo had a smile on his face as he laid between her legs and put his tongue to work on her pussy. Ella moaned as he massaged her clit and reached down to run her fingers through his hair and put a hand on the back of his head.

"Does my pussy taste good?" she asked.

Again Leo looked surprised - Ella had never asked that question before - but his smile was damn near giddy when he looked up and said, "Your pussy tastes damn good."

Ella applied gentle pressure to the back of his head and Leo went back to work, shoving his tongue inside her and dragging it all the way up to her clit to offer a few long, slow licks before repeating the process. It felt good, and Ella was surprised at how much she enjoyed watching him go down on her in that matter while holding the back of his head. She felt that sense of power - in a mild way - that so many women had talked about online, and she really liked it.

"Do you want me?" Ella asked after Leo had thoroughly aroused her with his tongue.

"More than anything," he replied.

"Then fuck me," she said.

Leo kissed his way up her stomach, over her breasts - giving attention to both of her nipples in the process - and then his lips found their way to hers as the head of his cock rubbed over her labia.

Ella welcomed her husband's tongue into her mouth as she reached down to guide his cock into her pussy. Leo filled her with a slow, deep thrust and she moaned. He was stiff - beautifully stiff - and she suspected he would stay that way. She was still going to conduct her experiment, though.

"Fuck me, Leo," she said.

He didn't need any more encouragement. He fucked her skillfully and every thrust felt wondrous. Ella's clit was swollen with desire and when his pelvis slammed into it she felt a burst of pleasure. She was soaked with desire so she couldn't feel his cock as much as she usually did, but it wasn't necessary for her pleasure.

"You feel so good," Leo said after he'd pounded her hard for a few minutes. "Fuck, Ella, your pussy feels so fucking good."

Ella was close to cumming - the oral sex had gotten her part of the way there - and she was fairly certain Leo was close, too, which meant it was a perfect time to conduct her experiment. She was a little nervous about it, though. If she was wrong - if Leo didn't like what she planned to say - there was a very good chance she'd do some damage and it was guaranteed he wouldn't enjoy the sex. Ella was almost certain she was right about her husband and what he wanted, though, so she went for it.

She ran her hands down his back, smiled as she looked into his eyes while he fucked her, and said, "Your cock feels good, baby, but I've had better."

Surprise - shock, even - was the first thing she saw on his face. It was followed almost immediately by that same pleasure she'd seen six days ago. It was as if Leo couldn't control it, as if his brain had turned her insult into pleasure so quickly that he couldn't catch up to it and tell himself that he shouldn't be turned on by such things.

Ella ran her hands down his back, grabbed Leo's ass, and said, "I've had much bigger cocks, baby. Cocks that filled my tight pussy better than yours does. Cocks that reached much deeper inside me than you do. Cocks that fucked me better than you do."

That pushed him right over the top as Leo's eyes rolled back in his head before he closed them, fucked Ella with wild abandon, and came inside her. The furious sex put her over the top, too, and she wrapped her legs around her husband and climaxed, pulling him close and holding him tight as her body trembled from an orgasm fueled by the pleasure of exerting an unexpected sort of power over her husband and making him cum hard by doing so.

"I love you, Leo," Ella said as she continued to hold him close after both their orgasms had subsided.

"I love you too," he replied softly.

They'd have to have that conversation soon, but Ella's experiment had yielded further proof that Leo was absolutely into erotic humiliation and she found that hugely exciting as it opened so many avenues for further exploration and what Ella hoped would be a wealth of incredible orgasms.