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The Humiliation Games
CHAPTER 17
PART 37
Applause filled the room as the screen faded out on Kit Henry. Sauntering back onto stage, Esteban waited for the audience to quieten before putting on an over-exaggerated pout. As silence gradually crept back in, he let out a hearty sigh and said, "Well that's it, Demons and Gentlemen. The last humiliation of this year's games has concluded!"
"Awwww!" the audience cooed.
"I know, I know, very sad," Esteban nodded, "But that does bring us onto what is probably the most important vote of the night, especially for anyone who happens to be in House Faularry or House Trauxity!"
There was an eerie hush from the audience. They came from all of the great magical houses and while not all of them sought to take part in the games, they all knew the stakes involved for those that did. The members of the two competing houses in particular looked increasingly nervous.
"Now as is the norm," Esteban went on, "Members of Houses Faularry and Trauxity will be excluded from this vote, purely on the basis that we know which way you'd vote and you're horribly and undeniably biased!" He paused for an awkward chuckle. Many years ago, the rule had been brought in after one of the competing houses managed to achieve a landslide win, purely by stuffing the audience with members of their own house. "While you're well within your rights to take into consideration all of the humiliations inflicted throughout the games, we strongly encourage you to make your decision based the final humiliation each team inflicted."
Master Ezekiel and Master Sebastian were both edging forward on the stage, looking anxious and eager to argue their positions to the crowd.
"And so, with a quick reminder from each of them, let me start by welcoming for the last time... maybe ever... Master Ezekiel of House Faularry!" Esteban said, garnering applause from the crowd as anticipation grew for the final decision.
"Thanks you, thank you," Ezekiel said as he took centre stage. "As the wonderful Esteban alluded, previous humiliations CAN be considered, so a brief recap of the wonderful entertainment offered by my team. We started out with Edward Craven, who was forced to expose and pleasure himself in his gym for the entertainment of the people he had angered, and then for an extra touch of humiliation, his affairs and sexuality were exposed to the world." He paused as highlights played for the crowd.
"Next, we went to Jackson Morris for what turned out to be the first of THREE humiliations he would endure, where his submissive inclinations were exposed online to his entire campus," Ezekiel went on, as footage played behind him. "After that, we moved onto Ricardo Belmont, who endured a living nightmare in which he drove naked through busy streets before working naked in a coffee shop and climaxing in front of most of the important people in his life!"
The audience applauded gently as the summaries continued.
"Moving into the second half, we had Warren Prince, the aspiring model who endured a humiliating runway orgasm, singing superstar Tyler Tate, who experienced a wardrobe malfunction seen by the entire world at the conclusion of his arena tour and finally Shane Munton, the boy who lost his virginity on a beach thanks to some over-aroused friends," Ezekiel continued as a montage of the events played. "After choosing Ricardo and Warren to move onto the final, you then chose Jackson Morris to endure a second humiliation to join them, in which he once again got exposed online, but this time endured some rather humiliating sexual dysfunction!"
The audience laughed and cheered as a slow-motion replay of Jackson Morris endured his hands-free, flaccid orgasm.
"Then," Ezekiel said once the laughter had died down, "You decided Jackson hadn't endure enough and chose him as our Final Humiliation. Thanks to the combined efforts of Lords Gokothon, Tharukan and Zorren, Jackson found himself live on stage in front of his entire campus, forced to talk about his humiliating exploits before being stripped, teased and touched, with even more sexual dysfunction as he failed to get an erection but still managed to ejaculate with minimal stimulation. Live humiliation in front of hundreds of people... that's life-ruining stuff and you have Team Faularry to thank for it!"
As Ezekiel gestured to the screen, the final few moments of Jackson's third humiliation played out for the entertainment of the spectators, who cheered excitedly.
"I urge you to vote Team Faularry," Ezekiel moved onto his conclusion. "Aside from the world-class misery inflicted by my team, and the amusing punishment we will inflict upon House Trauxity, we will be the leaders our community needs as we move forward with the power and blessing of The Terror!"
"PRAISE BE UNTO HIM!" the audience chanted as the omnipotent being in the centre of the room continued to watch indifferently.
"Praise be unto him," Ezekiel echoed the chant. "With the Great One's gifts, we will lead this community to the greatness we know it can achieve. Vote House Faularry!"
There was a final round of applause as Esteban stepped forward and nodded gently as he said, "Very compelling. And now, in opposition, I present Master Sebastian, Head of House Trauxity!" He stepped away again as the applause returned.
"Thank you, Esteban and thank you Master Ezekiel," Sebastian said with a serene smile and gentle nod. "Indeed some wonderful humiliations on offer this year, from both teams, though I think it goes without saying that those of Team Trauxity stood out significantly more. For example, rugby player Ben Weston who found himself at the mercy of his teammates and Eric Yoshida who was pushed to explore his harpaxophilia!" He paused a moment and added, "That's a fetish for being robbed. Safe to say we made full use of his arousal to embarrass the insufferable do-gooder!"
The audience laughed at the comment as footage of the two men played.
"And of course, Kit Henry in his first humiliation, performing live online for his entire audience with absolutely no knowledge. The poor boy made out with a pillow for the worlds to see!" Sebastian continued with a grin. "But while it has been a wonderfully collaborative effort for Team Trauxity, it is undeniable that we had a true standout in the form of Dave the Demon, who inflicted three of the initial humiliations in most unusual and entertaining ways. Teacher Grant Evans, who was compelled to expose himself in front of his class, Oscar Maynard who will spend his life enduring humiliation after humiliation to retain his youth and Roger Harrison, who is now cursed to be turned invisible and intangible thanks to the Orb of Aliakhtifa. Let's face it, that's just stuff you don't see every day!"
The audience cheered loudly as the embarrassed humans had their moments played out on the big screen.
"Moving into the final round, you chose Roger and Kit, before choosing Grant Evans to proceed after a second round of humiliation as he offered a rather explicit `sex education' lesson to his class," Sebastian went on. "But for the final, you chose to revisit internet game streamer Kit Henry, who made a deal with the incomparable Dave and found himself helplessly watching... and remembering... a series of humiliating and degrading tasks which were eventually released for the entire world to see. The poor boy got his followers back, but at what cost!?"
The young Master paused as a montage of the last two humiliations played, showing Grant getting spit-roasted by students followed by Kit having his already-embarrassing mini-skirt ripped away, forcing him to run home near naked and run into his parents.
"While the final humiliation speaks for itself," Sebastian said with a confident smile, "A vote for Team Trauxity is a vote for a House that will use the power of The Terror..."
"PRAISE BE UNTO HIM!"
"Praise be unto him," Sebastian said obediently, "But a vote for us is a vote for e House that will use his power for the benefit of all, sharing the bounty and ensuring success and prosperity for all!" As the audience applauded politely, Sebastian gave a wicked grin as he added, "Oh yes, and a truly terrible punishment for House Faularry!"
The audience burst into more voracious applause and cheering.
"Well this is it, Demons and Gentlemen," Esteban said as the two Masters returned to their teams. "If the members of the two houses would like to join their Masters on stage, we will prepare for the final vote.
The audience, was vast, made up from members of the various magical houses. A large number of them stood, heading to the front before climbing the steps on either side of the stage to join either Team Faularry or Team Trauxity. A few moments later, nearly two dozen men were stood on each side of the stage, looking out to the remainder of the audience.
"Here we go folks. Nice and simple," Esteban said with a smile, "Who is the winner of this year's Humiliation Games? Team Faularry or Team Trauxity?"
VOTING OPTIONS
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Team Faularry – Master Ezekiel, who humiliated Edward, Jackson, Ricardo, Warren, Tyler and Shane
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Team Trauxity – Master Sebastian, who humiliated Grant, Oscar, Eric, Roger, Ben and Kit
PART 38
To say the atmosphere in the room was tense was an understatement. While the gifts, power and influence that came from winning The Terror's favour was immense, what weighed most heavily on the minds of Masters Ezekiel and Sebastian, as well as their companions from their magical houses, was the punishment awaiting the losing team. Unlike the earlier rounds of the Games, which allowed the infliction of misery on hapless Plebiciles, this was a punishment for THEM. There is little that stings more to those who inflict humiliation than becoming the recipient of it!
"Well let's not keep you in suspense any longer," Esteban announced as he returned to the stage. "After all, as much as I love the Games, it feels like we've been here for ages already!"
As he got a gentle titter from the audience, there was a quiet comment of, "Yeah, around four months!" from a member of House Reverus, causing his colleagues to laugh. The rest of the audience looked a little confused at their mirth, but the House that claimed the ability to `break the fourth wall' had always been odd ones, even amongst the other Houses.
"Indeed," Esteban said with a wry grin. "But now it's time to announce the winner. Jeremiah, would you do the honours?"
As Esteban gestured to the back of the room, Jeremiah, the receptionist who was mostly just keen to end his shift and go home gave a gentle eye roll as he walked forward. He was carrying a golden envelope as he approached The Terror's throne. An eerie silence filled the room as the young man approached the eldritch being. As he stood beside the magnificent throne, he called out loudly, "The winner of the two-hundred-and-forty-second Humiliation Games will receive the favour of the great one for the coming year and take the position as Lead of Magical Council. They will be showered with fame and good fortune and..." he paused, rolling his eyes as he shook his head and went on, "And a bunch of other good stuff. You know the drill by now!"
The audience gasped gently, but The Terror did not respond to the young man's flippancy and there was a collective sigh.
"And the winning house is..." Jeremiah called out as he opened the envelope and pulled out the car inside, holding it for his master to see.
The anticipation in the room was palpable, not only for the actual outcome, but for the way it would be announced. Some said the voice of The Terror was what had spawned all magic in the world, others claimed when he opened his mouth hordes of Demons spilled forth, while others claimed hearing even the merest whisper was enough to drive a man to insanity. People tend to make shit up a lot, it seems!
Everyone in the room tensed as they saw The Terror's eyes move to glance at the card and a moment later he opened his mouth and a sound like rumbling thunder spilled forth to announce, "House Trauxity!"
The Terror, already aglow with ethereal energy, burned even brighter for a moment before the energy within exploded outwards, flying out in every direction, his power on its way to gift the other members of Team Trauxity as several of the beams shot towards the stage and into Master Sebastian and his House Trauxity companions.
"No!" Master Ezekiel snarled as he watched the power flow into his opponent, but held back from expressing his anger and disappointment any more.
"Oh," Master Sebastian said with a broad grin as he felt his magical strength growing, "Well isn't this delightful!" He turned to face the audience and said humbly, "I thank you sincerely for your votes. Our victory is thanks to your decisions every bit as much as our ideas!" Next he turned to The Terror and said, "And to you, oh Great One, praise be unto you and we thank you for the gifts you have bestowed. We will use your power wisely!"
The Terror nodded, the only acknowledgement he had, or ever would, give any human, even a magical one.
"And to you, my Lords," Master Sebastian stated, turning to look at his own Demonic Advisers, Dazallan of Cirramir, Buth'Taloz, Bringer of Ruin and Dave the Demon, "I thank you sincerely for your ideas, the use of your powers and the wonderful implementation of some truly delightful humiliations. As always, you have earned the hospitality of House Trauxity and favour of the Magical Council. I thank you for your services to the Games."
The three Demons bowed politely to Master Sebastian as the audience burst into applause for their contributions.
"And to Lords Gokothon, Tharukan and Zorren, may I say it was a true delight to see both a true veteran of the Games as well as two promising additions to the line-up. You may have been selected by the losing team, but the Games can only succeed with strong opposition, and that you were. You too shall always have the hospitality of House Trauxity when required."
A further round of applause followed as the three losing Demonic Advisers took a bow.
"And now, I believe that just leaves us with you," Master Sebastian said as he smirked at Master Ezekiel and his companions. "You won't be needing those!" he said, waving his hand.
As Master Sebastian's hand waved, Master Ezekiel's suit, along with the robes of his compatriots wafted away, as if turned to smoke and blown away by a gentle breeze. Ezekiel's hands immediately clasped over his crotch. He was a handsome man, with his hair styled perfectly, his beard trimmed impeccably and a row of perfect pearly-white teeth. His body was also to be admired, sporting a ripped physique most men would covet, his chest covered in a layer of neatly-trimmed dark hair, his biceps bulging as he hands clasped frantically together to hide his shame. Strong, trunk-like legs bore the same dark hair as his chest and forearms, while a heavy trail ran down his navel and behind his hands where a slight hint of his bush protruded.
Behind Ezekiel, the other members of House Faularry were also covering up as the audience began to laugh and snigger at the group of naked men. They came in an array of shapes and sizes, some muscular, some overweight, some underweight, others distinctly average.
"We'll be having none of that!" Sebastian said airily as he waved his hand again.
Ezekiel and his companions all found their arms forced away, making them stand fully on show to the chattering and laughing audience who now started eyeing up the range of penises now on show. Much like the rest of their bodies, they came in a range of sizes, all limp and flaccid for now.
"Now the way I see it, I could come up with a range of ways to punish you and the members of your house, but why would I do that when I already have such wonderful ideas from my wonderful advisers," Sebastian explained. "If you wouldn't mind helping me out here?" he asked as he looked round.
"Certainly," Buth'Taloz smiled.
"Happy to," Dazallan chuckled.
"It'll be my pleasure!" Dave grinned.
"Lovely," Sebastian said jovially. As he recited the humiliations he was offering, he pointed to the members of House Faularry who disappeared from the stage and appeared on screen enduring the ordeal. "For you, Dazallan's suggestion for Grant Evans making you spend the day aroused without relief, just to have it lead to a truly embarrassing orgasm in front of your loved ones. And for you, Grant Evans' other possible humiliation... enjoy having the people in your life find out exactly what you like looking at online when you pleasure yourself!"
The remaining (naked) members of House Faularry began to whisper nervously to each other. Now they knew what Sebastian was doing, they had an even greater sense of dread at the memory of the options not chosen.
"You get the pleasure of becoming famous, like Oscar Maynard, but don't get too comfortable. We're only doing it so we can watch your shameful downfall when your biggest sexual secrets get shared in the worldwide media," Sebastian continued. "And you... enjoy your new acting career, short-lived as it will be when you go and get aroused on set!" Two more of them disappeared.
"For you, a slight change. We proposed do-gooder Eric experience misfortune any time he does something mean. You're certainly no do-gooder, so instead you will have something embarrassing happen every time you use your powers... and you'll have no memory of this curse and why it's happening. Enjoy!" Sebastian continued to banish the losers. "This one's just perfect. We planned to expose Eric's more embarrassing sexual fetishes to the world. Thankfully, one look in your head shows you have just as many unusual inclinations. Enjoy coming out to your friends and family, you pervert!"
"Next, we planned to have Roger be discovered as a voyeur and punished for his perversions. Now that will be YOUR fate. You're about to get caught spying... on a boys' locker room in a High School. Good luck with that!" Sebastian laughed. "And you, well you get the delightful forfeit of becoming the target of a voyeur. Unfortunately for you, you'll never be able to find or stop them, but every moment of your life will now be watched by others. Enjoy being on show for the rest of your life!"
Four men remained standing behind Ezekiel, who was doing his best to not look scared... and failing.
"You two aren't going anywhere," Sebastian smiled at the next two. "Our ideas for Ben Weston involved an audience and we have one right here," he said, gesturing to the entranced crowd, who suddenly cheered. "Here," he said as a doll of one of the men appeared in his hands, which he immediately tossed into the crowd, "Make him do whatever your like! And you," he paused to look at the other man, "You're going to realise you have a particular love of being sexually dominated... if I have any volunteers from the crowd?"
Several eager hands shot into the air so Sebastian waved them on stage to begin playing with the poor victim, while the man at his side was already being forced to pleasure himself thanks to the magic of the doll in the audience members hand.
"And you two," Sebastian said to the last two men, "You can enjoy the other options for Kit Henry together. Exploring explicit sex toys and getting famous doing it... I think you two can go put on a sex show for the world to see!"
Ezekiel now stood alone. Well, mostly alone. Two other members of his House were engaged in unspeakable acts behind him with the dominant audience members.
"And now the Master of the House," Sebastian said as he casually strolled over to Ezekiel. He placed a hand on the man's neat beard, stroking it for a moment before letting his hand slide down his neck and onto the muscular chest. As his fingers grazed a nipple, he grinned as he saw movement below, "Why, Master Ezekiel... I do believe you're enjoying this!"
Ezekiel's face, already flushed from being forced to stand naked before his peers, reddened even more deeply. His cock had begun to swell at the other man's touch. Being aroused by a man was not in itself shameful to him. Like most members of the great Houses, sexuality was a very open thing, with few labelling themselves and even fewer judging anyone for their proclivities. What made it shameful was the person causing it. Ezekiel had never been shy about his distaste for what he called a `soft-hearted' approach to leadership that Sebastian employed. To be getting turned on by the man he despised was infuriating.
"That's not me," Ezekiel insisted. "You're making it happen!"
"Yes, by touching you!" Sebastian said loudly, sniggering along with the amused crowd.
"That's... that's... not what I meant!" Ezekiel stuttered, flustered by his growing arousal.
"Oh, you like having me in charge, it seems," Sebastian taunted. "Ezekiel, could this mean... are you a sub? Big scary Master Ezekiel is a submissive little man, is he?"
"No!" Ezekiel objected.
"I think maybe we need to make you look the part a little more!" Sebastian said as he pulled his hand away. "Whadda you think? Should we make him look like the sub he clearly wants to be?" he asked the crowd, who cheered their support. Even those who had voted for Ezekiel to win had turned on him now, all of them just enjoying the live show of humiliation.
Sebastian rubbed his hands together for a moment, then reached forward to place them on Ezekiel's chest. As he pulled them away, there were two perfect hand-shaped patches of smooth skin on the other man's chest.
"No, don't, come on," Ezekiel pleaded as the audience cheered for it to continue.
"Are you saying you'd have gone easy on me if you'd won?" Sebastian asked with a smirk.
Ezekiel scowled and muttered, "Fuck you!"
Sebastian leaned in and whispered in the other man's ear, "Quite the opposite, actually!" He sniggered as he pulled back and saw the horrified look on Ezekiel's face. Reaching out again, he placed his hands back on the muscular chest, then started stroking them around. They left a trail of hairlessness, Ezekiel's body hair vanishing with the touch.
The audience continued to chant and cheer for both Ezekiel and the two members of his House still enduring their own forfeits as the others played out on screen.
Sebastian continued moving his hands around, exploring every inch of Ezekiel's body as he stood there helplessly. Chest, stomach, arms, legs, crotch, armpits, ever inch of him had even the slightest trace of hair removed. He took a step back to look at the man, still bulky but now looking quite different bereft of hair. "Now let's really add to the look!" Sebastian said as he reached out once more.
The audience went wild as they watched Sebastian work, this time leaving something behind as his hands moved across the body – tattoos! Faggot' appeared across his pubis, Cock sucker' emblazoned his chest, `I lose the Humiliation Games' down one arm. On and on it went until the helpless man was covered in insults and slurs.
"Nearly there!" Sebastian said with a smile. He gave another gesture and this time a range of equipment appeared, coming in like a puff of smoke before setting on him, much the opposite to the effect that had taken his clothes. Now he stood adorned with a gold ring piercing each nipple, a heavy collar padlocked around his neck, restraints on each wrist and ankle and a chastity device containing his now-shrunken cock. "Much better. Clearly dressed for the role you were meant to play, but before we finish, these games are always about choice, so I'll offer you one, Ezekiel. Your first option is to kneel here on this stage and let every person and Demon present who wants a go at you to fuck your subby little brains out..."
"No!" Ezekiel objected urgently.
"Or... you can endure ALL of the ideas suggested by YOUR team that didn't get taken. There's twelve of them in total!" Sebastian said with a wicked grin.
Ezekiel stared, panting heavily in fear and anticipation.
"So, what's it to be?" Sebastian asked teasingly.
"The... the first one," Ezekiel muttered quietly.
Sebastian moved in close and said firmly, "If you want the first one, you gotta ask for it... properly and loudly!"
"Come on," Ezekiel whined, but the expression on Sebastian's face made it clear he meant it. He sighed as he said, "Fine!" Looking out to the audience, he resigned himself to his fate and called out, "I want to get fucked by everyone here who wants to fuck me!"
"Wonderful!" Sebastian said happily. "Couple hundred guys here... I'd say you're in for a LONG night, sub Zekey... that's your name now by the way!" Addressing the crowd, he called out, "You heard him, you wanna go at the Master of House Faularry, then form and orderly queue!"
As Ezekiel dropped to his knees, shoved by Sebastian, he braced himself as the first of many fuckers approached him. How could ha have fallen so low? He was so confident he would win the games... but there was always next year!
"Thank you everyone," Sebastian called out. "And let's have one final cheer to sub Zekey and House Faularry... the literal fucking losers of the two-hundred-and-forty-second Humiliation Games... see you next year!"
THE END
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed The Humiliation Games. The full story, along with bonus content and exclusives, is available on my patreon at patreon.com/matterotica
Also, The Humiliation Games will return. A sequel story is planned for my patreon page later this year, and will once again be published here too once full posted on patreon. Stay tuned for more humiliation...
If you wish to read any of my other stories, please see below for links and for any comments or feedback, you can contact me at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk
The Kingswood Saga
Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/
Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/
The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-eight/
A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/a-very-kingswood-easter/
The Kingswood Effect (Book 3) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-effect/
The Benny Saga (in reading order)
Benny Takes Control – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/
Other Series
Possession – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
Phil's Naked Adventures – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/
One-shots
The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction
Jake's Exposure – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure
Becoming an Internet Master – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master
Brian's Big Mistake – http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake
And Then It Got Worse – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse
Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity
There's a Naked Alfie in the Garden - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/theres-a-naked-alfie-in-the-garden