The lights glared hot red on my body, little beads of sweat building under my brow. I'd been standing here, with my hands clasped behind my head, for what seemed like an eternity. Nude, of course. With the glare from the stage lights, everything beyond a few feet was obscured. But I didn't dare move a muscle. The throbbing heat in my backside from the spanking you'd administered already made it clear that disobedience would not be an option.

Finally, I hear your heavy footsteps behind me. Part of me feels a wash of relief, hopeful this torture of standing in this exposed position will be over, replaced by something - anything - else. But that feeling is tempered by trepidation. "I see the color in your backside is coming in nicely." you say as you take your place behind me. I purse my lips, but say nothing. Then, a loud "THWACK" resonates as you land your palm on my ass. "Say 'thank you, sir'." I jump and twist, letting out a yelp as you alight the latent sting in my cheeks. "OWwww! Thank you sir!"

"Now. Let's begin your training." You circle to the front and start the camera, just out of view. "We will record all your training sessions. Now tell me why you're here." You'd told me what to say when the time came. Told me before we met, when I answered your ad online, and told me to decide if I really believed it. Deep breath. "I'm here to be trained to be a humiliation slut."

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Hi there! I'm looking for a long-term roleplay along the lines of the above prompt. I'm interested in a D/s relationship where the main focus is on sexual humiliation. I'm envisioning concepts of shame, embarrassment, body shaming, spanking, exposure... that sort of thing. How do you propose to start our training? Perhaps teaching me a series of positions to adopt on demand, or a list of calls and response? I love the thought that all of this could be recorded and broadcast to the internet if I can't keep up with the increasing demands of my training. Please say hello!