Blondie's Humiliation Stories

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Chapter 14: Miss Joplin, Part 1
Tue Feb 27, 2018 2:38pm
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Three weeks had gone by since I received that wonderful selfie of the topless Miss Joplin. Since then I have gradually escalated my control over her. I usually don't achieve quite the sexual thrill from my dealings with Miss Joplin as I do with Blondie and the others; it's a different kind of high, and a very enjoyable one at that. I did not set any limits as to how far I would go, right down to what she wore every day, and sometimes even what she ate for dinner. I think it got to the point where everything she did, and ultimately every thought she had, I would be in her mind. Having that kind of control over someone's life was downright intoxicating for me.

A couple of days after receiving the picture I went shopping online for clothing. She always dressed very conservatively, usually wearing dark pants and a loose-fitting sweater. I think she has a fairly nice body, and in my opinion she should be showing if off a little more. And in this case, my opinion was the only one that mattered.

So, like I say, I went on a shopping spree. Since I was using her credit card, I didn't hold back. I bought several very nice short skirts along with about a dozen different types of tops, most of them tight-fitting in order to highlight her breasts. I didn't want her to get in trouble, so though some of the tops were low-cut, only a very small amount of cleavage would be visible. In any case, they were considerably more provocative than what she had been used to wearing.

I also purchased several bra and panty sets for her, including a few thongs. I pictured her thinking of me every morning while she was naked and pulling open her underwear drawer. That notion brought a huge smile to my face.

I bought two dozen pairs of sheer nylons for her, along with a smattering of black stockings, including some sexy stay-up thigh-highs. To top it off I purchased several pairs of shoes. Her days of wearing flats to Roosevelt were numbered, since all of the shoes were a minimum of three-inch heels, most of them four inches. The five-inch black patent leathers were my favorites.

The total bill came to over $2500, but the good news for her was that she was all set for clothes for a while.

I had everything sent to her house. I went the extra mile and shelled out for next-day delivery so I wouldn't have to wait.

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The next morning I stopped by Miss Joplin's desk as I was walking out of her morning literature class.

"I bought you some nice gifts, Marian," I said in a soft voice so no one else would hear. "You should be getting them today. I hope you like them," I said. She was too dumbfounded to respond, so I just smiled and sauntered out the door.

That evening I was sitting on my bed finishing up a reading assignment. Needing a break, I thought it would be a good time to check in on the benefactor of my thoughtful gifts. <giggle> I picked up my phone and sent her a text.

Did you get my gifts? She obediently responded right away.

Yes

Great. I'm pretty excited to see you wearing them. Have you tried them on yet?

No

I know your size, so I think everything should fit. If anything is too big let me know and I'll buy you another one at a smaller size. If anything is a little small I'm okay with that. There was no response. I've told you before that I expect a response from you no matter what.

Ok.

Starting tomorrow I would like you to disregard any clothing you used to wear to Roosevelt. You're to wear only the clothes I bought for you. That includes the underwear.

Ok

Good girl, Marian. I look forward to seeing you in your new attire tomorrow.

The skirts look quite short. I have some in my closet that go to the tops of my knees. May I wear those?

I luxuriated in the fact that she was actually asking me permission as to what she could wear. I really did own her now.

Hmm, maybe. It depends on what your legs look like. I've never seen your legs. Could you please send me a selfie of your legs? Then I'll decide. There wasn't an immediate response, so I impatiently typed another text. I NEED YOU TO RESPOND RIGHT AWAY!

Okay. I'm taking a picture now.

A couple of minutes later I received a picture of her calves. It looked like she had rolled her pants up to her knees. That wouldn't do.

I need to see your thighs, Marian. You'll have to take your pants off.

Ok

Good girl, I thought as I smiled to myself.

A few minutes later I received a picture of her bare legs, including her thighs. She had nice legs. Of course I was going to make her wear the short skirt regardless.

You have lovely legs, Marian. You don't need to be shy about showing them off. One of the new skirts I bought for you will be just fine.

Ok

You can wear any of the sweaters tomorrow. No bra when you wear a sweater, though.

Gosh. I really should wear a bra. Please?

No, the sweaters should be a pretty tight fit. I don't think your titties will be flopping around too much.

Ok

I'd like you to wear the sheer nylons every day, unless I tell you otherwise.

Ok

You haven't thanked me yet, Marian.

Thank you

For what, Marian?

The clothes

I'm beginning to lose patience with you. Trust me, you don't want me to lose patience with you, Marian.

Thank you very much for the nice clothes.

You're welcome! I'm so glad you like them!

Yes

See you tomorrow, Marian.

Good bye

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The next morning as I entered my literature class I was quite pleased to see the "transformed" Miss Joplin. I stopped and admired her for a moment. She chose a short-sleeved, tight-fitting sweater––probably the most modest of the pieces I bought for her––that certainly drew attention to her breasts. Upon close inspection I could make out the outline of her nipples. The black, hip-hugging skirt came down to just above mid-thigh. Her three-inch heels accentuated her legs. I looked up to her blushing face. She did not seem to be in high spirits.

"Beautiful ensemble, Miss Joplin," I said, loud enough for the students already in the room to hear." I looked her up and down, then back up again. I cozied up to her and said quietly, "Quite sexy, Marian. I'm sure the boys are loving it." I then turned and took my seat.

Over the next few days I didn't give her any specific instructions for her wardrobe, but she dutifully continued to wear the clothes I had bought for her. Then one Thursday night I shot her a text.

I want to compliment you on your new wardrobe, Marian. You've looked absolutely dazzling this past week.

ty

No abbreviations, please.

Thank you

You are welcome. BTW I'm a little disappointed that you haven't worn the white blouse I bought for you. You know, the low-cut one with the fluffy collar and the black buttons?

Yes

Will you wear it for me tomorrow?

Ok

That's an abbreviation.

Okay

Since it's low-cut and you don't want your bra to be showing, you should wear the black demi bra.

Okay

I haven't seen you in the black flounce skirt that I got for you. Can you debut that for me tomorrow?"

Okay

I think that should be quite a flirtatious look for you.

Okay

I'd appreciate a little more conversation from you, Marian. These one-word answers are a bit unsatisfying.

I agree. The flounce skirt is quite flirtatious.

New rule. You have to use complete sentences and no short, one or two-word answers.

Okay I will do that from now on.

Good. And I'd like to see the thigh-high stockings tomorrow.

Would it be okay if I wore the full black stockings that you gave me? I'm afraid the skirt is rather short and the lace on the thigh-highs might be visible.

I did buy the extra long stockings. I think if you keep them pulled up high you should be ok. The lace might show if you bend over. You just need to be careful. Besides, a little bit of lace showing will add to the flirtatious look.

Okay I'll be careful. I'll wear them and I'll be careful.

Excellent. Have you worn any of the thongs yet?

No, I haven't worn a thong yet.

Tomorrow would be a good time. One of the black ones.

Okay. Black thong tomorrow

One word sentence and not a complete sentence. There is no verb. And sentences should end with punctuation. You are a literature teacher. You should know better.

I will plan on wearing a black thong tomorrow.

The five-inch stiletto heels would be a really nice touch, don't you think so?

But I don't think it would be appropriate in the school setting. To be honest I don't think any of what you are suggesting is appropriate.

I had the feeling that she was testing me there. I felt I needed to reassert my dominance in our relationship.

First of all, it is not a suggestion. It is a command. Second of all, it is not your place to question my instructions for you. Do you understand?

Yes, I understand.

Good. I think you are going to look very sexy tomorrow, Marian. I'm quite excited for my literature class.

I remember being curious how she would respond. She knew she wouldn't be allowed a one-word answer.

Yes, It will be an interesting day. I can't say I'm looking forward to it.

Oh, but think about all the 16-year-old boys that you are going to be giving a thrill. Doesn't that excite you, Marian?

No, it doesn't excite me.

Oh, one more thing. You always have your hair pinned up. Tomorrow would be a good day to let your hair down.

I will wear my hair down tomorrow.

And perfume. I want to be able to smell perfume on you. The boys will like that.

Okay, I'll spray perfume.

Great! That should do it, Marian. You should get some rest. You have a big day tomorrow.

May I go now?

Yes, Marian. Sweet dreams.

Good-bye now.

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      • Chapter 14: Miss Joplin, Part 2Blondie., Tue Feb 27 3:13pm
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          Just great! The described humiliation of Miss Joplin was so damn intense! Can't believe it.
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