Speaker 1: Hey, you filthy animals. Welcome back to Nikki after Dark,
the only place where you're dirtyest secrets feel right at home.
I'm your host, Nikki, and tonight we're diving into first
time filth, total surrender and discovery of how much your
body can take. Here are some samples of what you'll
hear in tonight's show. She spent the entire week kidnapped
by her friend, collared, chained, blindfold and used as a
free use buck toy three times a day. A straight
guy finally drops to his knees for his gay best
friend and let him brutally throat fuck him as a
birthday's stress relief gift. And her husband flogged her bare
pussy until she had her first orgasm from pure impact play.
No fingers, no vibrators, just leather whipping her swollen clit.
Stick around because these only get hotter. And before we
dive into tonight's stories, I want to ask you something.
As always, a lot of you have been telling me
how much you love being objectified, treated like a toy,
a hole, or furniture. So here's my question for all
of you. What's one small, everyday thing your partner or
lover does that instantly makes you feel like a worthless
sex object in the hottest possible way? And also, how
does that little act of objectication make your body react immediately?
Would you want it to happen more often? Or's the
rarity part of what makes it so fucking hot? Drop
your answers in the comments or leave me a note
over on Nikki in Ikky at dear Niki dot com
anonymously through the website at dot com under the confession
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It's time for that rental. Are we ready? What's scene
in the middle of March and April that can't be
seen at the beginning or end at the end of
either month. Keep thinking on that while we sit back
and enjoy our show. You know what time it is.
It is time to sit back, relax, Let's have a
whiskey with some filthy cherries, of course, and explore some
erotic fantasies from people just like you and me. Dear Nikki,
I have to confess something that still makes my cock
twitch every time I think about it. My childhood babysitter
was also our next door neighbor and my older sister's
best friend. Our families have stayed close over the years, barbecues,
pool parties, the whole thing. But one afternoon I went
over to their house to borrow a tool, and the
way she looked at me completely changed. She was speaking
in this low, sultry voice that I never heard before,
laughing too hard at my dumb jokes, touching my arm,
telling me how good it was to see me. I'm
nerdy time who doesn't get laid often, but I wasn't
about to waste the shot. I smoothly asked for her number.
A couple nights of careful texting later, I remind her
of the times I used to stare at her tits
when she babysat me. She fired back about the day
I accidently pulled her bikini top off in the pool
and teased, too bad, you didn't get to see the
latest edition I've told you like piercings. Right. That's when
all the green night I needed. I knew from stories
my sister told she was in to B D s
M and very submissive, so I took control. I said
to her instructions Friday night, hotel room on my dime,
two keys, one left in her car, unlocked, blindfold made
from an old shirt sleeve clothes. She didn't care about.
My face down completely still. Message me I'm ready, sir.
If she understood reply, yes, sir, She replied in under
two minutes, Yes, sir. I showed up, cool and prepared
with a bag of toys. When I entered the room,
she was trembling on the bed exactly as I ordered.
I made her wait loud bell cracks, ice cubes, ghost touches,
the slow drag of a finger nail. Then I heard
a spanking with my hand in a paddle. I cut
her clothes off with scissors while she was tied, spread eagled,
cuffed her soap panties in her mouth, edged her for
nearly two hours my tongue and fingers until she was
bragging with two tears. When I finally flipped her over
and slid my cock into her dripping pussy while wearing
a vibrating cockring. She came instantly screaming, gushing, shaking so
hard the whole hotel probably heard. I pounded her deep
legs over my shoulders and probably filled my former babysitter
with thick, hot streams of baby batter. Then I made
her taste the mix of her juices on my tongue.
She came seventeen times that night, I came eleven. We
fucked till sunrise. Afterward she laughed in disbelief. The kid
I used to baby said, just fucked me better than
anyone ever has. Your sister Naver could find out to
this day. It's our dirty little secret. Every time time
family gathering, I give her a little wink and she
bites her lip and giggles. Filling my sister's best friend,
my hot neighbor, and my childhood babysitter with baby batter
will always be the hottest night of my life. Signed
your secret, little devil. That was hot. You know, I
think we actually he had the description of this in
one episode and it fell in this one, so now
we really got it. So that was nice. Oh it
is very hot. I agree, Jimmy. That slow burned domination,
the risky everyone we know is right next door factor
makes this confection insanely hot. The power shift from the
babysat kid to the one tying her up and breeding her.
I do like this a question for our secret little devil?
How long did the weirdness life? Asked before things went
back to normal? And have you two ever slipped and
almost gotten caught at a family bennet? And would you
do it again if the chance ever came up. I'm
gonna say they would, but it doesn't sound like that.
It's not like they meet each other all the time,
so I'm gonna say that maybe it's not quite so
awkward since maybe there's a big gap of time. It
sounds like in questions from my listeners, have you ever
fucked someone you completely off limits, like a siblings, friend
or an old family connection? Did the danger make the
sex even better? Drop your confessions below or join us
over on the show links. Dear Nikki, I have the
filthiest confession. I just spent an entire week being pretend
kidnapped and a free use toy by a friend. I
came home so marked up with bruises and still throbbing
with aftershocks. It started as a running joke between us
and teasing that he should kidnap me. One day he
said it for real, and since I had time off,
I said yes. The moment I agreed, the switch flipped.
He made me strip naked right there, tied my hands
tightly behind my back, and put me in the back
seat of his car with just a blanket over me
for the drive. My heart was pounding the whole way.
For seven days straight, I was his. I was completely
naked except for the leather collar and cuffs. He used
me three to four times a day, sometimes more, whenever
he wanted, however he wanted. I slept every night handcuffed,
blindfold and wearing noise canceling headphones so I couldn't see
or hear a thing. He'd wake me up in the
middle of the night just by sliding into me, pretending
he was different people. I'm pretty sure it was always him,
but the fantasy made me drip. I'm covered in bruises,
dark fingerprints on my tits, hamprints on my ass and thighs,
and love bites everywhere. He loved squeezing me hard while
he fucked me, slapping my tits and face, and using
a flogger that made the hottest cracking sounds, even if
it didn't mark me much. When he wasn't using me,
my hands were usually tied behind my back. I still
had to do chors, cooking, cleaning, laundry. He made me
grind my soap pussy against the vibrating washing machine until
the cycle was finished. I crawled everywhere on all floors.
When he left the house, he chained me by the
collar to the bed and watched me on camera. I
could have gotten out in an emergency, but I never did.
I loved feeling that helpless. The hottest part wasn't even
the orgasms, though I had plenty. It was knowing how
fucked turned on he was, how badly he needed to
own me, control me, and use my body like his
personal toy. I've never felt more desired in my life.
I finally went home yesterday walking a little funny covered
in marks, already missing that collar, signed your collar, little
free use slut. I was wondering if you were going
to get off the phone to hear this one. I
was like, of course, you get a call right before
we have a CNC. I did like this, even though
I don't think I could be a free use. I
don't know if I could do the whole CNC, you know,
kind of fantasy thing, the total poller exchange. I don't
know if I could give that much up. I'm I'm
really bratty, and I just don't know if I could. Basically,
he missed the previews, guys, missed the whole set up,
and got right in the middle, kind of like you
fast forward the port I do like this though, the
constant use, the sensory deprivation, the humiliation elements are deliciously intense.
I have a question for the author, what's the single
hottest moment of the whole week? Didn't any specific bruise
or mark make you smile when you saw it in
the mirror afterward? And would you do it again, maybe
for longer next time? That I think she would absolutely
think she would. I don't know about longer, but I
think looking at a bruise or a mark, if you
get it during any kind of good consensual sex, does
leave a memory. Right. It's not like she bumped her
arm in the middle of the night, woke up and went, oh,
how did I get that bruise? Like sometimes we get.
So I have to actually go back to the last story.
He came eleven times one night. I was thinking about
that as I was reading this. I was like, eleven
times one night Okay, gentlemen, fess up. How many times
have you guys came in one night? Can we be
at eleven? I got eleven? Eleven horrible auctioneer? Four or
five twice last night? So not eleven, nowhere near eleven? Huh.
Four's good though, five so ten in one day? Okay,
that's good. But this is overnight, so this isn't like
a twenty four hour period. It sounds like just a
couple hours. So reflecting back to that anyway, back to
this one question for my listeners. Have you ever done
an extended free use or kidnapping scene? How long did
it last and how sore were you at the end?
What's your favorite way to be used when you're completely
at someone's mercy? Spill your dirtiest secrets or you can
email them to me at Nikki and Ikky at dear
Niky dot com, anonymously through the website at deerniky dot
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Monday through Saturday eight pm Central Standard time. No, you're right,
I don't think i'd like this because here's the thing.
When you left me chained to the bed and you
went to work, I'd get bored and I probably said
there going I'm board, Hello, I'm board. That would be me,
so I wouldn't be a good freuse once. Or I'd
find a way to get me in trouble so I
wouldn't stay chained. Guys, just say it, dear Nikki, I
have such a dirty, shameful confession. I keep crawling back
to my awful ex boyfriend whenever I need to be used,
like a worthless horror. He treated me like shit when
we dated, but nobody destroys me like the way he does.
And tonight I needed it bad. We had it all planned.
I left my front door unlocked and waited, dripping with anticipation.
When he texted, I slipped in my noise canceling AirPods,
cranked my music as loud as it would go, push
the thick butt plug into my ass, tied on blindfold,
and laid naked on my bed, face up. Then I
started edging my soaked pussy exactly like he ordered. I
don't know how long he was standing there watching me
squirm and moan before he touched me. Twenty minutes longer.
I was completely lined and deaf to the world. Suddenly,
out of nowhere, a hard slap from a spatula landed
across my tits. I jump and whippered, but I kept
rubbing my clit like a good girl. For the next hour,
he turned me into his personal punching bag. Blindfolded, deaf,
I never knew where he was or what he was coming.
He sped on my face, slapped and beat my tits, thighs, ass,
and pussy with his hands whatever he found around my house.
He dragged a real knife across my tits until I
felt a sharp sting and warm blood trickled down. He
pressed the cold blade against my throat while I kept
frantically rubbing my clip. Every time his hard cock brushed
against my skin, I throbbed harder. He choked me unconscious
multiple times. Each time I woke up, gasping even wetter
and hornier. He flipped me round like a rag doll,
beating my front, than my back, than my front again.
I kept edging through all of it, desperate and dripping. Finally,
he slammed his cock into me while choking me out again.
I came so hard around him that my hull body shook,
and that pushed him over the edge. He pumped me
full while I was still twitching for my orgasm. I'm
still sore, bruised, and leaking as comb and I'm getting
wet all over again just typing this to you, signed
your pathetic little ex hore who can't quit his abuse.
This is really toxic and dangerous, and in my opinion,
this is so not even on my radar. Like, no,
I don't like that the X is involved at all,
because it's an X is an X for a reason,
and maybe moving with an X, I like, having help
you move is one thing. But this is not even
in my time zone, not even on the planet for me,
so something I don't understand. I guess I would have
to really sit down with someone and have them explain
it to me. I do like the sensory deprivation knife
play for me is out and breath play also a
hard pass. But again I think I would like to
hear from somebody that's maybe experiences that they can explain
it to me, And even then I think it would
still be not in my wheelhouse like at all. Questions
for the author, what's the most fucked up thing he's
ever done to you? During these sessions that you still
secretly love. How soon after you come do you usually
start feeling guilty? Are you already planning the next time?
Has he ever left mars where they're hard to hide? Afterward?
And questions for my listeners, have you ever gone back
to a toxic X just for filthy sex? How rough
do you like your CNC or hate buck sessions? And
what's the most dangerous kink you've let someone do while
you're blindfolded and helpless. Drop your confessions below or just
follow the show notes the in the just follow our
links in the show notes. Oh my goodness, that would did? Yeah?
I agree with you, Jimmy. This is not in my
wheelhouse like at all. But again, I'd be open to
hearing someone that does enjoy it, just so maybe I
could understand it a little better. And do not even
think that would happen. But you know, to each their own,
not my house, and I certainly wouldn't go back to
a toxic X. Hello John, how are you doing? Ooh? Yeah?
If I was doing wanted to be introduced in breath play,
I definitely would seek somebody. I wouldn't be doing it
in my own home or somebody else's own home. I
would be at a dungeon where hopefully there is security,
kind of like the pub or the club I went
to in the UK. They actually had always had medical
staff there, like they had a medical playroom, but it
was also used for medical something like that. If I
ever wanted to experience something like that. Dear Nikki, I
have the sluttiest birthday confession. Our hot neighbor came over
to give me my birthday presence bankings while my boyfriend
was stuck at work, and yes, it turned into a
full on cuckold buy fun. I had just turned twenty four,
and I've been dropping hints for weeks about wanting a
proper birthday spanking twenty four hard ones plus one to
grow on. My boyfriend knows I've been crushing on the tall,
muscular guy next door, so when I told him my plan,
he got that familiar nervous, excited look in his eyes
and simply said, just send me pictures. The second my
boyfriend left work, I texted our neighbor. Ten minutes later,
he was at my door with a cocky grin. I
was wearing nothing but a tiny silk robe and a
little red bow in my hair. He didn't even say hello.
He just spun me around, bit me over the back
of the couch, and flipped my robe up over my
ass twenty five right. He growled and started lying into me.
His big, heavy hand cracked across my bare ass so hard.
I was squealing and giggling at the same time. By
the tense smack, my ass was bright red and I
was soaked. He noticed, of course. On the fifteenth he
slid two thick fingers straight into my dripp pussy while
still spanking me with the other hand. I was moaning
like a whore, pushing back for more. When he told
me to call my boyfriend. I did it on speakerphone
while our neighbor kept fingering me. I told my boyfriend
exactly how hard my ass was glowing and how wet
I was. I could hear him breathing heavy at his desk,
trying not to moan. That's when our neighbor pulled out
his thick cock out. He rubbed it up and down
my slit, teasing me, then pushed and raw. While I
was still on the phone, I cried out. My boyfriend whimpered,
is he inside you? Right now? I can only moan yes,
as our neighbor started fucking me deep and hard, still
spanking me between thrusts. He came inside me with a groan,
feeling me up while I came all over his cock,
then made me scoop up some of his cumb and
lick it off my fingers while my boy friend listened.
Before he left, he gave me one last hard smack
and said, tell your boyfriend, I'll be back for the
rest of the week. I sent my boyfriend photos of
my bright red ass and the cum dripping down my thighs.
He came home early, dropped to his knees, and cleaned
me up with his tongue while I told him every
filthy detail. Best birthday ever signed your neighbor fucked little
birthday slut. There's nothing hotter than a neighbor stepping up
while the boyfriend stuck at work, or at least just
a hot guy. The real time co caled phone call
and clean up duty. I've done this, by the way,
it is really hot. Oh. I always get told be nice.
He's trying to drive to work, meaning Darcy when I'm
in the UK Questions for my author, Did your boyfriend
know the neighbor was going to fuck you or was
that a delicious surprise? What was the honest reaction from
your boyfriend when he got home. Has the neighbor came
back from Morse bankings since your birthday? Nobody has? Questions
for my listeners. Have you ever let a neighbor fuck
you while your partner was at work or in the
next room? And how a buy cut cold is your dynamic?
Does your partner just watch listen or fully participate and
clean up? And what's the riskiest place you've been spanked
or fucked by someone who isn't your partner. Drop your
confessions below and follow the links in our show notes
for your confessions. So you wouldn't come back, Husker, You
wouldn't visit all week? Hello, Brandon, didn't see you up there?
Oh okay, because he's supposed to come back every day
of the week. Would you anybody? OR'd you say? Okay,
happy birthday? Fucked you good, I'll see you next year
and that's it? You guys wouldn't come back. I'm getting
sat over here. I don't back you either want me
or he don't. So the question was John that she
was you know he fucked her for her birthday? And
spanked her ass twenty six times twenty five times twenty
six one on two and said he'd be back all
next week. Would you would you come back every day? See,
I don't need to beg for John. Dear Nikki, I
have the naughtiest little morning confession. I just woke up
coming thanks to my new love and fairy. I got
my first toy yesterday, the cute little magnetic panty Vibe,
and I was so excited I couldn't wait to play.
I download the app, start exploring all of the settings,
and that's when I found the alarm function. My pussy
immediately got ideas. I spent way too long testing different
patterns and intensities, then lipped the faerry into my panties
and pressed it right against my clit and went to
bed with a wicked smile. The morning, the alarm went
off and holy fuck, I apparently said it way too strong.
I adjolted awake to a powerful rhythmic vibrations, hammering my clit.
It s bucked instantly. I squeezed my thighs hard together,
grinding the toy tighter against me, and before I could
fully open my eyes, I was moaning and shaking through
a full body orgasm. My first orgasm of the day
hit before I even got out of bed. I just
laid there, panting, legs trembling, soaked panties clinging to me
while the toy kept pulsing through the aftershocks. The best
wake up call I've ever had. I'm definitely keeping this
as my new alarm clock. Who needs copy when you
can wake up humping your sheets and dripping down your thighs,
your horny little love and addict. Okay, this sounds hot
and all, but I constantly move through the night. I
just I'm constantly moving. I don't lie still. So the
little magnets that keep it in your panties, okay, find dandy,
but I'm afraid they would like dislodge in my sleep
or something. And then two, I have to sleep with
panties to actually wear the damn thing to even try
this out. So, but I do think it's hot. You
couldn't sleep with me, I don't. I I like I'm many. Yeah,
I constantly move, and I do have restless leg syndrome,
and I've tried the medicine and it it doesn't work.
But apparently I've been like that all my life, even
when I was a small I was constantly wiggled like,
could not lie still, So questions from my author what
pattern and intensity did you end up setting that made
you come so hard? I might need that for a reference.
And have you tried linking it to someone else's controlling
the toy remote yet? And what's the next filthy way
you want to use your faery? Maybe on a phone call?
Maybe why doing a live show? No, that would never happen.
They're a bust everybody's bubble right And for my listeners,
have you ever used a love NS or any app
controlled toy as an alarm in public? What's the strongest
setting you've ever woke up to? Drop your confessions below?
I want to hear every dripping detail and make sure
to send them to Nikki and Ikky at dearniki dot
com anonymously through the website at dear niki dot com
under the confessions tab, and don't forget join us over
on our discord channel Monday through Saturday, eight pm Central
Standard time. Tell you what has happened? No, you can
know because we've used it all the time. I mean
uk Me and the bread, Yes, Jimmy it was yesterday
with just the Captain and I. Everybody else is not here. No,
I've never used it during a live show. No, I
have not, though I thought about it, not yet. I
don't know. It's hard enough sometimes to keep my pacing
in the words right and to have a remote control
guy or see, I came, my tongue is not working tonight. Two.
I don't think I could do it. You would have
my anxiety going and then me trying to keep everything
polished and perfect. Yeah. I don't know, gentlemen. It's gonna
take a lot of doing. I know that the brit
has brought it up. I will tell you that he
said that maybe he could while I did this, and
I said, oh darn, I've lost the charging cable. That
the limber of the loven is the one. I don't
have the charging cable for anymore. I'm not the person
to talk to you. You'd have to talk the bread
into it. Yeah. I didn't see that, and it's gone.
So just letting you know, dear Niggy, I had the
most intense, filthy dream last night, and I woke up
a complete mess. I was on a beautiful traditional Japanese
mansion suspended naked in the air with soft ropes and
intricate shabari patterns. White legs were spread wide open, completely exposed,
while a crowd of people watched me from below. A
strong man held a powerful hatachi wand ride against my
swollen clit, vibrating me NonStop. On the highest setting, two
other men latched onto my breast, sucking hard on my
sensed of nipples, and in the dream, I was lactating,
milk squirting out in thick streams every time they sucked.
It felt so good. I was moaning and whimpering like
a helpless little toy. Another man buried his face between
my spread thighs. He suck greedily on my dripping pussy
until I squirted hard into his mouth. The second I finished,
he pulled back and the hatachi pressed back in, forcing
me to squirt again and gain in relentless cycle. My
whole body was shaking, milk sprang from my tins, pussy
gushing everywhere, while the crowd watched me lose control. I
woke up mid orgasm, thigh soaked, sheets drenched, and I
even had a little accident. I couldn't hold it in
and end up pissing a tiny bit from how hard
I came. My coot is still throbbing and my nipples
were aching like they'd already been sucked. I've never woken
up this sweat and embarrassed in my life, but I
kinda want to have that dream again to night. Signed
You're milky squirting Shabari dream shot. Okay, this had me
until like the whole I've got the hiccups. I'm sorry.
This had me into a little lactating thing. There's there
was one year I saw a couple they posted their
Christmas picture and they had the shabbari bar out and
like think of it like the old swing set kind
of thing, but it was, you know, way down and
she was so beautifully done, and he just sat there.
All you could see was her strung up and spread
open for him to view. And he was sitting on
the couch just enjoying his whiskey. And I thought to me,
that is the sexiest thing, and that is the huge
on my bucket list to do for my man to
be spread open like that, for just him to view
and savor and enjoy. That's my whole romantic dream set up.
By the way, the Minx of the suspension bonded lactation
for squirting in public humuliation very very overwhelming. Waking up
actually squirting and having a little accident little embarrassing, but
I think it's kind of hot. I've never woke up squirting.
Questions to my author, what part of the dream made
you come the hardest? The milk, squirting, nipples, the endless
shatachi or being watched by the crowd. Have you ever
fantasized about lactation or public play while awake? Would you
want to recreate any part of this with toys and
ropes in real life? Uh? Yes, in the toys and
the ropes, but no to the like. I couldn't even
lactate anyway, So that's up. And questions from my audience.
Would you ever have a dream so vivid you woke
up soaked or even had an accident? What's the hottest
public or Haremstein style fantasy you've had? Would you let
a crowd watch you get vibed until you can't stop squirting?
Drop your confessions below. I can't wait to read them.
Uh yeah, um hm yeah. I don't know if any
want to be strung up for a crowd though, But
definitely for his pleasure, for his leisure and pleasure. Dear Nicky,
I just finished my very first masturbation marathon, and I'm
completely wrecked, but in the best, sorest, most satisfied way possible.
Since none of my friends with benefits were free to day,
I decided to make Sunday all about me. My goal
was to come as many times as I could. Even
when my clit started getting high percentative and my pussy
felt raw, I kept going until I literally couldn't come
any more. Here's what my greedy little pussy managed. Two
orgasms under a strong jet water in the shower, legs
shaking against the tiles, four orgasms in a frantic coidal
bessage with my fingers, two deep gushing orgasms from fingering myself,
one intense after sliding a handle of my hair brush
inside me, one by desperately humping my pillow and grinding
my swollen clid against it. And three long, satisfying, satisfying
orgasms riding my favorite dildo, a total thirteen in one day.
I'm lying here at one a m on Monday, thighs trembling, pussy,
puffy and sore, the sheet soaked, and my whole body
feels like jelly. I don't think I'll be able to
touch myself again for days, but fuck, it was worth it.
I've never felt so thoroughly used by my own hands.
You're worn out and thirteen a o orgasm marathon, slut.
I have never ever had a marathon orgasm. Has anybody else?
I've thought about it, like, even after I have my
really strong ones, I think about, Okay, let's try, and
then I'm like, God, that felt too coold. I am out.
I am so out, I'm tapping out. So I think
if I did, they would have to be like many orgasms,
that I could have other orgasms, but usually when I
have my strong ones, but no, they're just one and done.
I mean I can recoup like for a bit. And
it kind of sounds like she did thirteen orgasms in
one day on your first try. That is impressive and
a slutty marathon. I'll have to give you that. Pushing
through the sensitivity and soreness. I don't know if I
can do that, honestly. Questions which method felt the best
and which one hurt the most in the best way.
At what orgasm number did you start feeling really oversensitive
but kept going anyway. Would you try to beat your
record next time or add toys or edging? And for
my listeners, what's your personal record for orgasms in one
day or session? Have you ever done a full masturbation marathon?
What's your favorite way to keep coming when your pussy
or cock is already sore and sensitive? Share your numbers
in stories below, which we've already done magically, or you
can always email them to me at Nikki n Ikky
at dear niki dot com, anonymously through the website at
dar niki dot com under the confession stab and join
us Monday through Saturday over on our discord channel, where
you get sexy, more sexy stories and meet other sex
Floridas just like yourself. Dear Nikki, I just turned twenty
a week ago, and I've finally omitted something that makes
me so fucking wet. I love being treated like a
literal object for sexual pleasure, just jerk off material for guys.
It started with little things, wearing something slightly revealing and
knows how men stared that alone would get me dripping,
But now it's so much stronger. I cave being stripped
naked on the camera while the guy yells at me
to spread my legs wider, show my pussy, and play
with myself. I get off hard on them throwing money
at me like I'm a cheap toy for their entertainment.
The more degrading, the better. I fantasize about being fucked
on camera in the filthiest ways, slapped spit on, and
used like a worthless hole for strangers watching stroke. I
want there to be a masturbation material. Nothing turns me
on more that knowing guys are pumping their cocks to
me coming because of my body. Now, I deliberately dress
skimpier every time I go out, just to collect those
hungry looks. I walk around feeling eyes on my tits
and ASTs, secretly wondering which one of them is going
to go home and jerk off thinking about me. It
sounds degrading as hell, but I fucking it. I've never
felt more alive than I am being objectified signed your
nutty twenty year old fuck toy. There's a difference between
the way she wants it, you know. I mean she's
knowingly doing this, then not knowing, and then being right.
I embrace this for her, you know, I embrace her
for doing it. I applaud her for doing it again.
My miles are varying on this. I don't know if
I could just you know, I believe that the person
I'm with this is their temple to play with, and
I like to keep it private period the end. That's
why you will never find a real neude of me
out there. But that is me and that is her,
and I'm okay with that. And besides, for me, I
think it's sexier to leave a little to imagination. Questions
for my author, what's the most degrading thing someone has
said or done to you online or person that unexpectedly
made you really wet? Have you ever started showing yourself
on cam yet? Or is it still just a fantasy
you're working up to. What's one specific outfit or scenario
you use when you want to maximum jerk material attention?
And for my listeners, do you enjoy objectifying or being objectified?
What's the hottest way you've been used as jerk material?
Have you ever dressed extra slutty just to collect stairs
and fantasize about being watched? Drop your confessions below. I
definitely got so treating this. Yeah, I completely agree you know, Huscar.
I hate when women flip that switch if you don't
want the attention, you know. But but again, men will
look at anything. I mean, I've been hit on wearing
something that I really thought I would get idle, you know.
I think some women could even wear, you know, a
potato sack and show her legs in the legs with
you know, or even just her smelling ice could get
a compliment. You know. But you're right. If you're going
to dress a certain way, expect a certain amount oftention.
I I just somewhat sexy sometimes, but not probably the
way you're talking. So, like I said, a little sexy,
you'd have to ask the bread how sexy address? I mean,
I'm not, you know, wearing really short skirts. I can't
do that, Dear Nikki. I love being objectified and treated
like a literal flush light. Nothing gets me wetter than
when my friends with benefits use my body purely for
his pleasure and completely ignoring me as a person. He'll
watch porn on his phone while he fucks me. Not
the key we watched together. Kind. I'm usually blindfolded and gagged,
just a warm, wet hole for him to jerk off into.
Sometimes he rests the phone on my back while he
pounds me from behind or on my stomach when he
wants to watch my tits bounce. The most humiliating time
was when he made me hold his tablet right over
my own face so he could keep watching while he
used my mouth. He loves comparing me to his other
friends with benefits. While he's inside me. He'll tell me
they have better bodies, nicer tits, tighter pussies, prettier faces,
and that they suck cock better than he laughs, because
hearing all that just makes me drip even more and
come harder around him. Being his inferior fuck toy turns
me on so much. A few weeks ago, we were
sitting outside smoking and he casually said he wanted his
ass lict. I dropped to all fours, instantly pulled his
pants down and buried my tongue in his ass. He
loved the eagerness so much he put his feet up
on my back and called me a good ottoman. I
moaned so loud. He felt the vibration and just laughed
and said, only a dumb cocksleeve like you would enjoy
being a foot rest. Then he placed the ashtray on
my back and kept smoking while I licked him like
the pathetic toy I am. I fucking love being treated
like a worthless fleshlight and a piece of furniture. The
more he uses and humiliates me, the better signed your blindfolded,
gagged human fleshlight. You know, in ways, in all pussy's
a fleshlight, except it's the real thing. And I'm not
right on that. The level of objectivation is so raw,
and being reduced to a warm hole and a piece
of furniture and a cum dump while he openly prefers
other girls, that is very degradated. That's that's sure. That's
definitely that kink, the enthusiasm to show him when he
wants something. I like this. So this is not in
my playground. It's not my wheelhouse. I don't understand it,
but it is something again, like the other one. I
would love to meet someone that's into this so I
can maybe understand more. Not that I sympathize, and I'm like,
go for it, girl that turns you on, go for it.
But for me, no, And from my author, what's the
most degrading comparison he's ever made about you versus his
other friends? With benefits that somehow made you come harder.
Have you ever been used as a piece of furniture
for longer periods, like an actual ottoman or table while
he ignores you? What's the new way you fantasize about
him treating you like a worthless object? Now, I did
have a caller, and I know I've told you guys
about him. He's also the one that likes to be
stuffed and trusts like a turkey. He would pay a
mistress to use them like a human ash tray. And
yes it happened. I saw the pictures and they pulled
me into a livestream to see it, so it is true. Again,
not something I understand, but it's usually someone that needs
to really let go. That's where this stuff comes in.
So they're either the master or the goddess or you
know how whatever you're calling them, dom, mistress, whatever or
the other. They want to go be really objectified and
the other way. So questions for you, do you love
being your partner being turned on by a flashlight automan yourself?
What's the hottest way you've been ignored or humiliated? Why
someone used your body? Have you ever had someone rest
their phone drink or ashtray on you while they used
you drop your filthiest objectiveification by that's a mouthful. That's
what she said. Stories below follow the links in our
show notes. I never thought I would put that. That's
what she said to joke right after that. Dear Nikki,
I have the hottest late night confession from our ongoing
denial game. It's been over two months since I last came.
Hubby and I started with October and just kept going
into no Nut November. He's been getting off whenever he
wants and making sure I know about it. While I've
been denied and teased non stop. I've been loving every
frustrating second. Two nights ago, at two a m. He
suddenly wakes me up and says I want to come,
then dives down and starts licking sucking my aching colock.
When I tried to reach for him before grab my
wrist and pin me to the bed, clear message don't
touch a moon slipped out. He immediately clamped a hand
over my mouth. Be quiet. I laid there completely, still,
hands at my sides, bite back every sound while he
worked me with his mouth in both hands. After weeks
of only my hand the intensity was insane. The denial
of being allowed to touch him or even moan made
it ten times harder. At one point, he repositioned so
he could really focus on using both hands while he thought,
hit me, what if in his head he's sucking someone else.
That's why I'm not allowed to touch or make noise?
That phantasy pushed me over the edge instantly. I gasped, babe,
then grabbed his hand. He pulled right off as I exploded.
Then he lovingly licked up every drop of my cumb
and made out with me, feeding it back into my mouth.
After that, he straddled my left thigh, spread his ass cheeks,
and started grinding his hole against my leg care while
furiously jerking his own cock. I held his hips and
stared up at him. Had drawn back, eyes shut, lost
in pleasure. I was silently praying he was imagining another man.
While he finally came, he rose up and shot all
over my pubes and lower belly. We're still technically monogamous,
but the way he's embracing the side of himself, using
me while fantasizing about others controlling my pleasure, turning me
into his denied little toy, feels like we're right on
the edge of opening things up. Maybe it's only a
matter of time now. We cuddled afterward, sweaty and spent
exchanging I love you while he nuzzled back into my neck.
Best ruined orgasm in my life. You're denied and quiet,
Hubby's comrag. I don't think I could do organistan denial
like that. I just don't. I don't know, never tried it,
So I'm open to ideas if anyone's else's listening the
comedy of long term denial and strict control. No touching,
no noise. That would be the hard part for me.
No noise. That would be a really, really hard part
for me and those budding cuck fantasies. This is hot,
the tender aftercare mixed with a filthy use It does
make in this really sweetly though questions for my author,
what was the hottest part for you? The strict don't move,
don't moan rules, the fantasy that he was sucking someone
else or watching him ride your thigh. Has he hinted
at actually bringing another guy into the bedroom yet or
is it just fantasy fuel? And would you want him
to ruin your next orgasm? Even more intensely and questions
for my audience. Have you ever played with extended denial
Loctober or no nut November style? And how a partner
control your orgasm like this? Did you get off on
the idea of your partner's fantasizing about someone else while
using you? What's the hottest quiet and still or objectification
seeing you've experienced? Drop your answers below. I am looking
forward to enjoy reading every one of them. Dear Nikki,
I am the sluttiest confession. Last night, I let my
best friend use my throat as his personal stress relief
and birthday present. I'm mad straightish until yesterday. Ryan, my
best friend of years, is twenty four and gay. He
just broke up with his boyfriend right before his birthday
and has been really down and frustrated. We hang out
playing Xbox like always, but when I asked if there
was anything I could do to help, he looked at
me dead in the eyes and said, unless you're getting
on yer for your knees for me, then no. I
turned bright red, but I didn't say no. Before I
could even think, he grinned, grabbed my hand and pulled
me down between his legs. Good boy, this can be
my birthday present. Your throat is mine tonight. He ain't
down his joggers, pull out his thick clock and told
me to open wide. The second he pushed into my mouth,
I gagged hard. He just moaned and said, you're going
to do that a lot, boy, it's fucking hot. He
took control, holding my head with both hands and fucking
my throat deep and steady. When he tried to put
my hands on his thighs, he slapped them away and
made me keep them behind my back like a proper slut.
I was drooling everywhere, choking, eyes watering, and rolling. As
he used my face. He kept praising me such a
good birthday present. I've always wanted to do this for
so long. Hearing that made me feel so fucking somebmissive
and horny. After a while, he stood up, told me
to keep my mouth wide open, and stroked himself until
he shot a huge load on to my top ung.
Then he tilted my head back. It made me swallow
every drop. Good boy, get addicted to me. We went
straight back to playing Xbox like nothing happened. I left
for my early shift this morning still tasting him. I've
already told him, I'm going straight to his place after work.
I can't stop thinking about his cock after the way
he used me and how much I loved every second
of being his throat toy. Signed your brand new submissive
throat slut best friend. Would you, guys, ever be a
throat slut for your best friend? Or pussy liquor if
you're a female? Questions from my audience. What what surprised
you the most? How much you loved gagging on him,
how natural it felt to submit, or how quickly you
got addicted to his cum? Did swallowing his load make
you hard? And are you hoping he does that again
when you go. I'd like to know if you did,
And for my listeners, have you ever let a straight
best friend or bend the one that crossed the lined
and used your throat? What's the hottest dressed relief or
a birthday present sexual favor you've given or received? Would
you go back to the same night for round two?
Maybe you know what to do with your confessions right
send him my way? I bet you would black beery
eate some pussy for your best friend. I'm home alone
and I'm horny. Can somebody eat my pussy for a
birthday present. Sorry, I've never said that. I swear I've that.
I've never said. Dear Nikki, I had one of the
hottest one night stands on Halloween. I went to the
party dressed as a dog, black and reddy ears, with
a little bells and a fluffy tail, and a thick
black collar with a matching leash around my neck. I've
always had a thing for collar and leash play, but
I never expected it to happen that night. Half Way
through the party, a guy I didn't even know grabbed
my leash from behind and gave it a playful tug,
though it tightened around my throat made me moan softly.
He instantly noticed. From then on he kept doing it.
I started playing along, swaying my tail then when I
walked and making my bells on my ears jingle for him.
The next thing I knew, he yanked the leash hard,
pulled mein close, kissed me aggressively right by the stairs.
We didn't even make it to the bedroom. He dragged
me upstairs by my leash, bent me over the kitchend sink,
flipped up my little skirt, and fucked me raw from behind.
He kept a tight grip on the leash the whole time,
choking me while he pounded deep. Every thrust made the
collar dig into my neck and the bells jingle like crazy.
I kept growling filthy things like good little pup and
take it, mutt. I swear I have never been wetter
in my life. Being treated like this horny pet while
he used my pussy and choked me with my own
leash was pure bliss. I came so hard my legs
were shaking. He finished inside me and gave me all
the leash one more firm tug and that was it.
The best Halloween ever, Signed your leashed little Pup. I
you know the idea of my leash being tugged. I
don't know how far I'd want to go, but I've
always thought it would be hot to have like a
pretty little collar on my neck, like a decoradive one
like a gold with a lock on it, or my case,
silver or platinum, just because I'm allergic to real gold.
But I've always been slightly turned on by that idea.
Questions for my author turned you on more? The choking
from the leash being called pop or mutt, or the
risk of getting caught in the kitchen. Did he make
you do any other dog things like bark or crawl?
And have you ever seen him again? Since it's staying
a perfect one night memory, I wouldn't want the hole.
I mean the whole tugging on the leash is hot,
but the rest of it. No, that wouldn't That is
way out of my universe kind of thing. And for
my listeners, have you ever had caller leash play turn
into a spontaneous at his party or costume event? What's
the hottest pet play name you've been called or called
someone during sex? Would you ever let a stranger tull
your leash and fuck you at a owing party? Drop
your kinkiest costume confessions below. The links are in the
show links. Yeah, I probably would because I'm horny right now.
So has this happened? I was at a party for
a probably, so just saying, Dear Nikki, I have the
most delicious news discovery to confess. My husband recently bought
a flogger and today he used it on my pussy
until I came harder than I ever expected. We were
playing in the bedroom and he told me to spread
my legs wide. I was already wet and nervous, excited
as he started lightly flicking the soft leather trails across
my inner thighs. Then he moved higher. The first real
strike landed right on my bare, swollen pussy. I gasped
at how sharp and stingy it felt. He quickly found
a rhythm, steady rhythmic thoughts mixed with teasing, lighter strokes
over right over my clit. I didn't think it was possible,
but the more he flogged my sensitive lips and clit,
the hotter and wetter I got. The sharp little stings
kept building into my warm, throbbing ache that felt so
fucking good. My hips started lifting to meet every strike.
He kept going, flogging my pussy harder, watching my reactions,
occasionally landing a perfect hit directly on my clip. Suddenly
the intensity tipped over, and I came hard. My whole
body shook as I orgasmed from the flogging alone, no fingers,
no vibrator, just leather whipping my dripping cunt. I soaked
the sheets and couldn't stop moaning his name. It was
the first time I ever come from being flogged, and
I'm still shocked at how intense it was. I'm definitely
going to be begging for him to do it again
very soon. Signed your newly flogged pussy whipped little slut
coming from pussy flogging that has me like hallowe party
at Blackbeard's house this year. I'm not dressing as a puppy,
just saying, oh lord, h I've never had my pussy flogged,
and I don't know if I'm really into it, but
i'd watch it. Oh, you already have my leash for me?
Oh well, you may need to ask that. I can
you can? You know, because I grew up, might be
already kind of spoken for on that kind of what's
the word? My brain's fried now, got its self assured
they'd let you have a lead. Huh, that's interesting. Gonna
have to pass that by two dull gentlemen. There. Oh,
the mix of sting and heat and rhythm turning in
pure pleasure. I do think this is hot, but I
don't think it's in my realm. Questions for my author, though,
How intense was the flogger on your clip compared to
your lips? Which hit felt the best? Did the orgasm
feel different from your usual ones? Deeper or longer? Has
your husband used the flogger anywhere else on your body
since or are you saving that for the next time?
And for my listeners, have you ever orgasmed from impact
play on your pussy? Tits? Are asked, what's the hardest
you've ever been flogged or spanked while being made to come?
And would you let your partner flog your pussy until
you squirt? Drop your impact orgasms below at Nikki in
Ikky at Dearniki dot com, anonymously through the website at
dear nigki dot com under the confessions tab, and don't
forget you can always send them to be directly over
on our discord channel. We are live Monday through Friday
eight pm Central Standard Time. Who was This was a
mouthful of an episode. From these stories, we learned very
hot truths. Total power exchange and consensual kidnapping can create
the most intense, addictive connection. Sometimes the hottest sex happens
when you finally cross the line you've been flirting with
for years, even with your best friend, and your body
is capable of way more pleasure than you think. Never
be afraid to explore new sensations like a good pussy flogging,
So go ahead, try something new this week, push a
limit and get a little sloppy, and get a little used.
And now it's time for our riddle. Are we ready?
What is seen in the middle of March and April
but can't be seen at the beginning or end of
either month. What is seen in the middle of March
and April, but can't be seen at the beginning or
end of either month. Yeah, it's our r I need
to work on me again. Oh, I can roll my ars.
You'll get one eventually, John h Oh goodness, Okay, are
you to rub that in Betty's face? She's still here
on Thursdays and Friday or Fridays. I can see it now.
He's gonna say, Betty was so happy last week she
finally got one. He's gonna say, I got two in
a row. It's time for your naughty tuck. And I
still can't stop touching my lips when I think about
last Friday night. My jaw still remembers, My throat still
feels raw in the most delicious way. God, I'm getting
wet again just typing this. A few weeks ago, I
finally bought a ring gag. I've been sessing over the
moment arrived, I locked myself in the bathroom, slipped the
thick silicon ring between my teeth, and buckled the straps
behind my head. The stretch was immediate. My mouth was
forced open into a perfect helpless oh. Within seconds, thick
strings of saliva started dripping from my lower lip and
onto my tits. I looked at myself in the mirror,
eyes already glassy, gent shiny, and moaned around the gag
like a needy whore. I left it in for almost
an hour while I cooked dinner, just to feel that constant,
sloppy hopiness. When my partner Jake came home and saw
me waiting on my knees in the living room wearing
nothing but a gag and a tiny black thong, his
cock was already straining against his jeans. Oh wait, you
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