Public humiliation

Hi this is unusual I know but ever since I was spanked by my mum age 11 I was really turned on by it and my mother knew this and we talked and I said I loved the embarrassment of it all so between us we come up with different ways of upping the feelings with spankings in front of family members and friends which I adored , then we moved onto to public humiliation as mum dressed me in a skirt , blouse , tights heels and panties no wig no make up , wow what a feeling lots of pointing, staring and most of all lots o laughter , most will think this strange but for me and mum it’s been wonderful

Any other guys enjoy this at all would love to hear about your stories mine was taken out dressed by a Dom ,not in my head me town but was made up so everyone knew I was a guy dressed was scary but very exciting at the same time

Hello,

I should spend more time looking through the responses and questions asked and zity. I was not purposely dressed to be humiliated by mother but as it turns out that's exactly what happened. I was dressed in a effeminate clothing from the mid 1950s until the mid 1960s. Although I wore Kilt and velvet Eton jackets at 9/10 years old, the most humiliating outfits that I wore were considered perfectly normal at the time and in our social environment, for a five perhaps 6-year-old. I found myself often especially at the holidays dressed in black velvet jacket and short pants, with ruffled or lace trimmed Peter Pan collar blouses. At the holidays, I was photographed in what my sister called : " white opaque nylon tights", or the similar Fabric in cuffed knee socks.

I wore the type of outfit I just described with single strap Mary Jane shoes when I was in the 5th grade perhaps once or twice in the 6th grade or 10 /11 years old.

My normal outfit for Sunday mass was an Eton suit.... Very short suspender pants, waist length collarless jacket with either white anklets, knee socks or much more rarely, tights; I wore a white blouse with a pointed and Peter Pan collar; saddle shoes.

My wife has slowly begun humiliating me through few subtle ways:

- wearing girly panties under thin cloth shorts that clearly show through.

- making me wear pjs (more fem style top and bottom) to the grocery store while still wearing my soaked overnight diaper. Wore a jacket over top but still extremely humiliating.

- wearing pants/panties combo that show a clear VPL.

We have really begun to make subtle humiliation part of our relationship. Ill share more as they happen.

My wife has done very similar things to me since she moved in with me 11 years ago. She knew I wore diapers for my own pleasure and kinks. She was fine with that, but when we decided to live together, I also told her that around the house I usually just wore a shirt and a diaper and rubber pants, nothing else and wanted her to know that before she move in. She told me she wasn't surprised and expected something like that since grown men who wore diapers for fun like me probably wanted more attention anyway. Once she moved in, she began to experiment with how much fun she could have humiliating me, telling me she suspected I liked it. Early on, she bought some frilly rumba pants to cover my diapers and made me wear them around the house instead regular rubber pants. She was right, I felt so small around her wearing the pink panties with ruffles all over and she kept telling me how cute I looked wearing little girls panties. A while later, her mother was visiting and my wife told me to show my diapers and rubber pants to her mother, telling her for the first time that I wore diapers and wet myself all the time and she had to change me. When I hesitated my wife walked over, pulled down my sweatpants and showed her mom me in all my glory. She made sure her mom knew I was wet too. Later on, she would take my diaper bag with us where ever we went, would check me in front of others to see if I was wet, even asked me out loud in front of random people if my diapers were wet. Not too often but once in a while and I was always surprised when she did. We'd sit down at a table for lunch and she would lift the back of my shirt to check my diapers or pat me on my bottom and ask if I had gone potty already. Sometimes she had me wear shorts that were too tight or shortalls that were baggy and my diapers could be seen, or even worse, my rumba panties, the lacy ruffles sticking above my pants. Next of course, she told some of her girlfriends when we came over to visit or have dinner. The first time it happened I nearly fainted when she told her friend right in front of me where she should put my diaper bag she had in her hand. Her friend looked like she thought my wife was nuts, until my wife said "I haven't told you yet but my husband is a baby sometimes and needs to wear diapers and rubber pants because he won't use the toilet. I know its weird but he's a great guy, I love him to bits, but he his a handful at times. Honey, show Mona your diapees. Go on, pull your pants down so Mona can see what a naughty boy you are. Tell her how you went potty in the car while you were driving." Well, I did what my wife ordered and as I took my pants down my cock became swollen, hard but so humiliated at the same time. My wife knew of course and told Mona "look, see how hard he is. Go ahead and give my boy a squeeze right in his wet soggy crotch." Mona did as my wife asked and as soon as she grabbed my crotch I came in my diapers. My wife knew, shook her and told Mona "he really can't help it, he's like a 12 year old. He can stay in his wet cummy filled diapers for a while until you and I can change the little bugger.

@bozo We look forward to hearing more about what you and your wife are doing.

I grew up with public humiliation being dressed by my mother and taken out like it a 11 year old boy with a blonde crew cut hair in a dress/skirt ,tights ,panties ,sandles was extremely humiliating but mum enjoyed it now I’m older god knows why but I seek it now still nit been brave enough to go out in women’s clothes with no wig or make up but I think it will happen it’s a strange thing humiliation

My wife continued with her subtle public humuliation stunts this weekend. Since Ive started wearing pullups during the days Im becoming lazy and using them a little more than I initially intended. She always keeps a spare in her purse just in case and I have changed into it on occasion but not often. We went to see Oppenheimer this weekend and before the movie starts she grabs my crotch to feel how wet it is. She then, very loudly announces I should change my pullups before the movie and handed me a new one (Always discrete) and then quitely says I need to make no attempt to hide it when walking to the bathroom stall.

I did it, and avoided all eye contact with anyone. Super embarassed although Im not sure anyone actually heard or noticed.