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Miranda and Geraldine Ch. 05

Chapter 05

The wealthy woman submits completely

Geraldine awoke remembering last nights feeling of contentment, with her lowly position of pet-girl, and cringed from the disgrace of it. That young girl had stuck a butt plug up her ass, attached a tail to it, and she had thanked her for it. How low could she get! The memory of being fucked by the girl left her breathless. It was appalling waking up knowing she had enjoyed it!

Was she a submissive lesbian, or had that young girl corrupted her. Had the slut of a girl broken her so completely, she could now be rebuilt into a perverted slut, just like her? It seemed that way, for she was unable to resist anything the girl wanted. The girl had her performing, like a simple little puppy, for her mistress's amusement.

The girl was only eighteen, yet she had kept her dancing to her tune, first with blackmail then with a regimen of punishment and humiliation. Having given in to her so often, it was difficult to resist the damn tyrant. A need to keep her happy, to keep their dreadful secrets, had become a powerful motivation.

She couldn't get it out of her head that this young girl was her mistress, and must be obeyed. She had to admit to being submissive, even so, she must wrest back control from the damn girl somehow for it was entirely wrong. It must be stopped.

"Come on sleepy head, little puppy-girl must wash and get ready," Miranda told her.

The presence of her mistress snapped Geraldine back into the role of an obedient puppy-girl. Geraldine sprung up out of the bed. It was her bed, in her home, yet she was being treated like an errant pet. She was a thirty-two year old, mature woman, yet she had handed over control of her home, and herself, to this young slut of a girl.

Not being told to dress she ventured naked, into the kitchen, to find her mistress.

"Breakfast, pet, you know the routine by now. Hurry up," Miranda scolded her. She slapped her bottom a stinging blow.

"Sorry mistress," Geraldine responded automatically, as it seemed almost normal to be naked and be chastised by this young girl.

She sat at her mistress's feet lapping breakfast from her dog bowl. Her pet name, Susie, was stencilled on it, not for her, but for a pet she once owned. She had fed the pet in this very bowl and now related to the bitch, Susie, while lapping up breakfast. She was being treated the same as Susie and felt a new found sympathy for the animal. From the incessant domination, she was beginning to feel owned like a pet too.

Geraldine had been named Susie, by her mistress, when the collar had been fastened around her neck. Was this Susie's revenge for those times of mistreatment? If so, it had been paid back a hundred times, and more.

"Let's get this butt plug in place. No pads or tail this morning, as the gardener is due soon," Miranda told her.

Thinking about the gardener distracted her from the ordeal of having it fitted. Why had mistress mentioned the gardener?

"Pet will soon get used to it, so pet won't need to have it in all the time," Miranda informed her.

Geraldine worried about what that meant too.

Wearing nothing, except the butt plug, Geraldine cleaned her mistress's house, acting as the girls maid in her own home, wondering if this was a step up from being a puppy-girl, or not. At last the chores had been completed so she could join her mistress in the study.

While squatting on the floor at her mistress's feet, awaiting instructions, she glanced at the screen. The damn girl was editing another video! It showed her licking mistress's pussy followed by an awful close-up of her smiling into the camera. There were pussy juices glistening over her lips and face. She was mesmerised by the images of her acting out the part of this girl's pathetic little pet, crawling around the lounge; it even showed the butt plug being fitted.

What was so condemning was that she seemed to be enjoying it. Was that another of her tricks, or was it a revealing truth?

"Come on pet, enough work, lets play," Miranda announced.

Miranda pulled a squeaky bone, from under a cushion on the sofa, and threw it across the lounge carpet. "Fetch puppy-girl," she laughed.

Geraldine scampered on all fours toward the toy and picked it up in her teeth. She went bright red with embarrassment on finding it had been Susie's toy. Only a year ago she had thrown this for Susie, yet now, she was the puppy playing fetch for a strict mistress.

She scampered around, soon losing the initial inhibitions, enjoying the praise and stroking when returning the squeaky toy to her mistress. Somewhere inside there were feelings so demeaning, they had to be suppressed. As ordered, she barked like a puppy, imitating her own pet, Susie.

Miranda watched the way pet's breasts jiggled as she quickly crawled back to her with the toy. That wasn't the reason for the game though, it was to reinforce her role as a submissive, yet it was exciting the woman. She also noticed pet was getting used to the butt plug, so it would soon be time to change it for a larger one.

"Come on puppy-pet, roll over," Miranda told her. She tickled her tummy and breasts and stroked pet between the legs. "Good puppy-girl! You remembered to shave your cute little cunt. As usual my little bitch is on heat; pet is all wet and sloppy. Puppy-girl gets so excited when mistress plays with her," she laughed.

"I'll have to get my puppy-girl a big Doberman to mate with, just to keep puppy-girl satisfied as it's always so ready for sex," she teased.

Geraldine barked, while shaking her head, rattling the collar. This was going too far! She had completely surrendered to her mistress, so what more could she do to please her, other than roll over and submit.

Geraldine lay back on the carpet with a large fluffy bath towel under her. Her mistress produced a glass phallus, made of larger and larger beads along its length, from the bag of toys and began rubbing it over her pussy.

"Pet is such a wet-pet!" she laughed. "I only have to touch pet's cunt and it starts dripping," she told her pet. Miranda could see the woman hated the term cunt, but she used it to keep her squirming with shame, rather than just to annoy her.

Squatting over pet, she handed the phallus to her. "You do it, play with your pussy for your mistress's pleasure, little puppy-girl," Miranda told her.

"Yes, mistress, thank you mistress," Geraldine murmured. Her mistress was right, the humiliation of being dominated by a young girl, was exciting and arousing. So damn arousing she couldn't help submitting to it, however demeaning the act was.

With both hands she guided the phallus over her wet, open lips. She was enjoying displaying her sex to this young girl, letting go all her inhibitions. "Can puppy-girl use it mistress?" she asked.

"Go ahead, enjoy it," Geraldine said, her own breathing becoming as deep as her pets own heavy breaths. "Just one bead," she added.

The first small bead, of the hard phallus, entered and she gasped as it rubbed against her bud. It was a familiar feeling, enjoyed on her bed in private; never having felt that particular pleasure with her husband. In and out, over her lips it pressed.

"You can use another bead, little wet-pet," Miranda allowed. She refrained from touching herself, preferring to wait.

"Thank you mistress," Geraldine panted. It was so liberating being controlled, letting someone else take responsibility for her naughty actions. .

"Another," she said. Miranda was pleased and excited with the woman's performance, the way she obeyed every word, even though she was desperate for more.

"Please mistress, I need it," Geraldine begged. The disgrace of having to ask this young slut for more, to continue playing with her sex more deeply, was driving her wild with lust.

"Ask me properly, with lots of detail," Miranda teased. It filled her with a sense of power having this once prissy woman, degrading herself, begging for more.

"Please mistress, pet needs to feel it inside, all of it. Pet needs to feel full of hardness, stretching pet's cunt to feel full of cock. Pet wants to thrust it in, rough and fast. Your pathetic pet wants to feel it pressing her clit while fucking pet's cunt with it. Pet needs to cum, mistress, please!" she begged, with an earnest desire.

"Go for it pet, fuck yourself silly for me," Miranda giggled. It was delightful watching this once sexless, stuck up bitch, masturbating for her amusement, and hers too, of course. The woman was now the most sluttish little bitch she had ever seen, and she belonged to her. It was thrilling knowing she owned this wealthy woman; mind, body and soul.

"Oh! Thank you mistress, thank you," Geraldine groaned. She thrust it in, up to the largest bead, only just holding onto it. Her hand twisted it as she shoved it in. Pulling the beads back over her clit she yelped, with the pleasure of it.

"Pet is going to cum mistress, please let your pet orgasm, please!" she wailed.

"Cum for your mistress, little puppy-girl," Miranda said, with an intensity in her voice revealing how close she was too.

"Oh! Thank you mistress! Puppy-girl is having just the best orgasm. Oh! Fuck! Your puppy-girl is having a wonderful orgasm for mistress," she croaked.

Miranda thought that was a lie. Pet was trying to please her, and the words were hot, so a punishment was avoided.

"Open up wide," Miranda said. "No silly, not down there, your mouth," Miranda laughed. She pushed in a mouth piece, telling pet to grip it with her teeth, while she fastened straps around her head. A large black dildo stuck out from pet's face. The woman looked ridiculous, though Miranda could get used to it, if it worked.

Sitting back on the sofa Miranda spread her legs. In preparation she had removed her panties while her pet fucked herself. She clicked her fingers. "Pleasure your mistress, I want a good fucking too," she ordered.

Mutely the puppy-girl crawled between mistress's legs. It took a little while to control the unfamiliar thing, sticking out before her. Her aim improved. She managed to rub her mistress's hard bud, eliciting a sigh of delight each time.

"Now, puppy-girl," Miranda gasped. "Fuck your mistress, slow and firm. That's it," she ordered, when the rhythm was just right. Unlike her pet she didn't like it fast and furious, for she preferred a long, slow, steady screw. Neither did she become so carried away as to lose her mind during an orgasm.

"Your mistress is nearly there, keep going pet," she ordered, as the woman's mouth became tired. Her whole head was nodding in a steady push and pull. She used her fingers too, which was a marvellous improvement, for she hadn't been instructed to do it.

"Yes! Oh! Yes, well done pet," Miranda gasped. Her legs shuddered a little and her feet did the funny little walk, becoming a muffled drumming upon the carpet.

Miranda undid the Velcro straps holding the dildo in place. "Go wash your sticky fingers and clean both dildos," she ordered.

"Yes, mistress," Geraldine answered, with a coquettish little voice. "Thank you for letting your pet pleasure mistress," she added, and skittered off to obey.

Miranda laid back on the sofa in quiet contemplation. This power she was wielding over an important woman would have to be thought through more carefully. She no longer had to be watched or restrained; she was completely subdued, willing to obey the slightest command.

It meant she couldn't let her out of the house without supervision, which was a problem. Geraldine attended meetings at the university and was a CEO of several charities. She could hardly attend important stuffy meetings with her, as a puppy-girl, on a leash.

If she let her out by herself, for something as mundane as the shopping, pet would come back full of sperm, collected from every male she met. She was so submissive and obedient pet might not come back at all, if someone took a shine to her. Some tough character could clip a leash to her collar and just lead her away.

"Hi! Anyone home," a voice shouted from the kitchen.

Miranda quickly clamped her knees together. Walking swiftly to the kitchen she hoped her pet would take some time in the bathroom, after all, she was fastidious about cleanliness and was probably showering. The last thing she wanted was for her pet to come bounding in here naked.

"Oh! It's you," Geraldine managed to smile at the gardener.

"Nice to see you again," he said, eyeing her up.

Geraldine folded her arms over the t-shirt, in a reaction to his stare.

"The payments late so, I need to see Mrs Carmichael to write a cheque," he explained.

"She's getting changed at the moment. I'll tell her, I'm sure she can straighten it out before you finish," Miranda told him.

She backed him out the kitchen door letting him know there would be no repeat performance of last week's naughty display. She had teased him, manoeuvring him into speaking lines used in the blackmail video. There was no need to use him anymore, as the dominant position over Geraldine had gone way past a need for a blackmail video.

An idea occurred to her. There was one thing she could use him for. Geraldine was behaving herself with just the two of them in the house, so maybe she could involve him in the next stage of pet's training.

Miranda returned to the lounge looking for a few items, and took them to the gym. Next, she went to the main bathroom to find her pet.

"There you are pet, nice and clean, ready to get dressed," Miranda commented. The woman looked pathetically excited at the prospect of being dressed, then her face fell to dismay, as it occurred to her they were going out.

Miranda went through the wardrobe hoping there might be something suitable. "This is just the thing," she announced. She watched her pull on a pair of white panties, noting how snug they fitted her bottom and lips. The butt plug showed but she couldn't be bothered to remove it.

"Don't get them wet or you'll be punished, pet," she sternly warned, knowing it would be impossible for her not to.

Geraldine pulled the white pleated skirt on and eagerly zipped it up, obviously thrilled to be wearing clothes. A bra and white top was happily pulled on, completing the tennis outfit.

"That looks just right," Miranda told her pet. Miranda gave her a set of instructions, getting her to repeat them. "Got it, pet?"

"Yes mistress," she responded, with a look of confusion.

"You had better get it right or he'll find out you're my pet, and spread nasty rumours around the neighbourhood," Miranda firmly warned her. Seeing the fear in the woman's eyes was enough. "Now go and wait in the gym. Use the treadmill till I get there," she added.

Miranda waited impatiently for the gardener, Freddie, to come back. "Come in," she said, pretending to be busy at the sink. "Mrs Carmichael isn't exactly ready, can it wait until next week?" she asked.

He looked annoyed. "No it can't, I've got expenses," he began to complain.

"OK! OK! I understand. Look, she's halfway through an exercise routine. I can interrupt it for you but you've got to do me a favour. Don't tell her I interrupted it, OK?" she said.

"What do you mean?" he asked, looking puzzled.

"It's a new fad she's got a hold of. An exercise routine while hypnotised -- no pain, no strain. It'll be a pain in the butt to interrupt it now and get her set up again. She'll give me a hard time too. Just don't tell her next time you're over, OK?" she asked.

"I know what she's like, I won't snitch on you as long as I get my money," he assured her.

They walked in on Geraldine using the treadmill. The wiggle of her ass in the short skirt was tantalising. Freddie looked at the woman then at Miranda, with a quizzical shrug. "What now?" he whispered.

"Geraldine, stop the exercise," she said loudly. "I'm supposed to be here all the time, to make sure nothing goes wrong, but I just go and catch up on the chores," Miranda said, with conspiratorial wink. She switched off the machine.

"I have a bit of fun with her too sometimes, want to see," she giggled.

He shrugged his shoulders not understanding what was meant.

"Down on the mat," Miranda said. She watched the woman pretending to be hypnotised, pretty sure the gardener would be convinced.

"On hands and knees, crawl over here. Promise not to tell anyone?" She asked.

"Yea sure, I don't want to lose the contract. What about this cheque," he asked again.

"Don't worry! She won't remember a thing, that's the whole point of this new fad. It's so she doesn't have to remember the tedious exercises. Bark like a dog," Miranda said. For a minute she thought the woman would refuse and give the game away. Instead she carried it through by barking at them.

"Good doggy," Miranda said, while patting her head. "She had a go at me for being late so I though a payback was called for. You don't think its mean do you," she asked.

"Yep, it is, but so is she," he said, with feeling.

"Go on, have a go. Get her to do something stupid," Miranda told him.

"You sure she won't remember?" he asked, sounding worried.

"I'd have been sent on my way long before now, if she had," Miranda assured him. "Here let me show you. Mrs Carmichael is a good little puppy," Miranda said, in her best condescending voice. She could tell it was hurting the woman badly to be playing out the puppy-girl role in front of the gardener, and Miranda loved it.

She picked up the squeaky toy and tossed it across the gym. "Go fetch, puppy-girl," she giggled. There was no way the woman could get out of this, without revealing the truth, so she was stuck with the deception now.

Miranda watched him studying the skirt riding up, as the woman crawled quickly over to the toy. Her ass did look good in the white panties! He was keenly watching her tits swaying beneath her on the return journey, so she knew he was hooked.

"Good puppy-girl," Miranda said.

"Get her to roll over and play dead. Knowing what she's like, I'm sure you deserve a bit of revenge," Miranda encouraged.

"She can be a bitch at times, most of the time," he mused.

"Roll over and play dead, bitch," he told Geraldine. The command was less assured than Miranda's but there was a touch of bitter feeling there, adding an edge to the order.

Geraldine had become so used to submitting she quickly obeyed. It would have been impossible not to, after such a damning performance. The last thing she wanted was for him to find out about this dire situation with the girl, and spread it around.

"Stroke her tummy," Miranda told him. "You're such a good little puppy-girl, aren't you," she smiled, directly into the woman's eyes, with a knowing look. Geraldine barked, almost thankful she didn't have to speak.

The guy continued to stroke her tummy, getting pretty close to being intimate. Her shirt was up exposing a bare midriff, and the waist band of the skirt was pretty low.

"I'll go find the cheque book and get her to sign one. Keep an eye on her for me. I wouldn't want the bitch to escape and entertain the local mutts," she laughed.

"She's always been an awkward bitch. She had me re-lay the patio outside the sauna, for no good reason," the guy grimaced. He was obviously enjoying this, seeing it as a just revenge.

Miranda stood watching for a moment in the doorway. He wasn't bothering to try out a demeaning trick; he just continued stroking her tummy with a hand circling wider and wider over her body.

Geraldine looked at her with a pleading look in her eyes. She was used to submitting to her mistress but this was deplorable. How could her mistress leave her in the hands of the gardener like this? There was no-way she could just stop pretending to be hypnotised, after humiliating herself before them both.

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Hypno-fetish: Sexial excitement from hypnotizing others or being hypnotize

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 Hypno-fetish, Erotic Mind Control, all of this and more is the gains of Erotic Sexual Excitement from hypnotizing others or being hypnotized by someone else. A form of the Ultimate Domination or Submission of a person.

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 Emotion Control which might be part of Empathy under some media or people's ideas; with specific emotions like Love, Lust, Joy, Loyalty, Bliss, Euphoria and more being the method of moving the characters to sex. Pheromones which is an air-based version of emotional control in most cases, but also could be mind control. Mind control itself, either under or linked with Telepathy. Or Technopathy if done with machines. Chemical control to use the Brain's own brew to change people. Memory manipulation, which can my one think they have been lovers for years. Physically changing the body and the brain inside it so as to control the new being made.

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Interactive Arena (Create your OC!)

The Arena seeks contestants!

Hello dear Literotica readers!

Do you like futanaris? Do you enjoy when they get hit in their testes?!

Well, I have a perfect offer for you!

I'll be writing a story about an arena fight... Using your original characters(OCs)!

I encourage you to follow the instructions below and create your own futanari, then post her down in the comments. (You can post as an anonymous user too!)

When the time comes, I'll choose 3 (or 4, depending on the quantity) of your creations that I like the most and write a story about them, fighting in a free-for-all 1 vs 1 vs 1 scenario.

Let the games begin!

!Please fill in the Arena contestant form!

Race: (Preferable: Human, but can be a succub, harpy, elf, or other fantasy creatures. It's up to you, but she must be futanariable obviously)

Body type: (average, ripped, swole etc)

Hair length & color:

Eye color:

Bosom size: (cup size or just "flat", "medium", "ample" etc.)

Penis size:

Testicle size: (you can always compare to vegetables and fruits)

-How low do they hang: (saggy to the middle of the thigh, packed tight below the penis, etc.)

Sex preference: straight (futa on female) / gay (futa on futa) / bi (takes all and gives all)/ doesn't have a preference

Playstyle: (Aggressive / Timid / Assassin / Tank / Other; Describe)

"Abilities" that you'd like to see your OC use in the fight: (e.g. Charge Tackle, Knees to groin, Grabs, Bites, Eye-jabs, Foot stomps, Distraction by massaging the opponent's privates etc.)

Does she like being hit in the balls? No / Yes / As much as possible! (The last option allows to ejaculate from being hit. Also, your OC may expose her genitalia to some hits purposely)

(Optional) Weapons: No cold steels like swords, daggers etc. (There won't be any gore!) Brass knuckles, baseball bats, staffs, flails, whips and that kind of equipment is okay.

(Optional) Quick backstory/motives of your OC (Pls don't write her life story here ;-; a short introduction should be fine)

Here is a little backstory to my futa-reality that I wrote a while ago. For those who are interested, enjoy the lecture:

Swizzle was sluggishly sitting on her throne, watching her universe down below the clouds develop slowly... She played carelessly with a silk ribbon sticking out of her skimpy, white robe covering just the nipples of her large, soft bust.

The lower part of her robe slid of off her giant, throbbing penis covered in veins which was towering over the enormous pair of godly testicles, resting between her legs on the cold throne.

Her blue, glowing eyes full of stars flinched when she heard a sudden, explosion-like sound.

She lowered her gaze from the cosmos to three portals that appeared in front of her.

With a warm smile, she sat up, fixing her blond, ravishing hair to the side and waited for the arrival of her students.

Fire gushed out of the portal to the left, spilling magma over the cloudy floor... A strong looking futa covered in runic, shining tatoos emerged from it and looked upon the deity.

"My lady..." Said Jane, the Doom of Hell. "You called."

She whipped her long, crimson hair to the side and kneeled in front of the goddess, resting her fierce, red eyes on her shining, oversized gonads and the monstrous, perfect cock. Her own penis trembled a little. It was an honor to see the creator's appendage from so close...

Her reverie ended with a sharp sound from behind, the second portal broke like a mirror, pieces of glass fell on the floor, their landing cushioned by its softness.

A woman with a body made of glass entered the area, her face expressing no emotion.

"Greetings, mother of all and everything." Whispered Eridya, the Spirit Weaver.

She bowed gracefully, then stood still like a statue, staring at Swizzle.

Her see-through body reflected the light beautifully, shapes of yellow arranged themselves in playful ways along her abundant chest, going down her smooth, slim tummy and reaching her glossy cunt-lips.

"Hello, Eridya... Good to see you again." Swizzle smiled, then glanced over to the portal on the right. "Well, we have our laggard. She never comes on time..."

The portal released a diminishing wave of plasma and suddenly a clumsy, short girl with green hair fell through it and landed directly on Swizzle's plump nuts.

"Oh... There you are, Laita." The deity spoke calmly.

"Fuck... I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Shouted Laita, the Watcher of Realities, raising her head and looking straight at Swizzle's scandalously big dick.

She backed up immediately and got down on her knees. "I'm sorry my lady... I didn't intend to touch your... divine... umm... orbs..." She blushed, nervously shaking.

"It is the holy jewels of creation that you're talking about! Have some respect! These marvellous gems of glory gave you and all of us life! You could've hurt them!" Shouted Jane, clearly offended... and jealous.

"It's alright, Jane... I'm fine." Swizzle smiled, calming down both Jane and Laita.

"My lovely students... Today I'd like to teach you about the act of creation. So make yourself comfortable and listen closely."

Jane, Eridya and Laita sat on the floor, looking at Swizzle with admiration.

"So... As you know, there are two different realities that I've created... Vanilla and Fantasia." The students nodded.

"Vanilla contains only humans, that live their lives unbothered by magic and monsters. On the other hand, Fantasia consists of many more creatures than humans: Elves, Orcs, Dwarves, Demons, Angels... They all co-exist in there, building society in unison or... in groups of their own kind."

"What about technology? You said that Vanilla is much more advanced than Fantasia." Spoke Laita, blushing. She may be clumsy, but she is intelligent and exemplary when it comes to studying.

"That's correct, my dear... Vanilla compensates for their lack of magic with their advanced electronics." Swizzle smiled, warming all three half-deities with her radiance.

"And now... A little riddle. I gave a fraction of my power to every race, everywhere... One ability that's very, very important to life itself. Who will tell me, what special power is it?"

"Umm... You gave some kind of power to everyone? How can that be?" Jane seemed surprised and angry.

"Oh, you dummy. It's not like super-strenght or super-speed, obviously!" Laita spoke bravely.

"It is the gift of creation. Isn't it, my lady?" Calmly said Eridya. "The two different elements that fit together perfectly. Exactly the same purpose, but different looks and operation."

"You are right, Eridya. Female and Futanari. All races everywhere divide into those two... What differs them, lies between their legs." Explained Swizzle.

"Hehe... Isn't that funny... I always thought that vaginas existed only to satisfy me and to house my seed when I need my testes to feel lighter." Jane grinned.

Latia became red from anger and got up, clenching her fists, then took a running start and kicked Jane right in her balls, resting loosely on the floor.

"Gaaah!!!" Screamed Jane and groped her aching nuts.

"House my kick, you... you... silly!" Latia stomped her foot on Jane's long cock, pinning it to the ground.

Swizzle giggled. "Now now, my students... Calm yourselves."

Latia immediately backed up, apologising, while Jane tried to focus and suppress her rage.

"Jane... Don't be rude. If it wasn't for vaginas, there wouldn't be life." Said Swizzle, smiling warmly.

"Guh... Fine, I'm sorry." Groaned Jane, angrily ogling Latia. "I'll rip your ass tonight... You'll see- I mean... I'll... Make sweet love with your ass. Tonight." Jane glanced at Swizzle.

Swizzle giggled "Alright, my students... The lesson is over. It is time for your daily dose of nectar."

"At last!" Jane jumped up. "I missed your ambrosia, my lady..."

Swizzle's godly cock started to pump itself even more erect and hard, Latia blushed deeply and Eridya approached, resting her glass-hands on the deity's twitching gonads.

"Ah... Here it comes..." Swizzle bit her lip as her eyes shone brightly.

Glowing, thick cum shot out of her monstrous penis, splashing all over Eridya's face and chest.

Jane began to caress the sides of Swizzle's rod, as another wave of cum was ejected, coating Latia in its hotness.

Latia timidly approached the godly pair of testicles and started to rub her hands on the deity's right orb, trying to help release the semen out. Eridya got onto Swizzle's left gonad and began to lick and kiss the tip of her glans while Jane furiously masturbated the giant dick, licking the cum off of it.

The goddess ejaculated the final load, completely covering the three students with her jizz.

"Ahh... Yes, thank you for the contribution... Now let it sink, let it enhance your divine powers..." Swizzle smiled as her three creations began to lick the holy substance off of her privates.

She enjoyed every single second of watching. And watching was what she did almost always.

Swizzle loved to observe her creations, how their stories developed... And there was a lot of stories to follow...

Some of them in the past... some of them were yet to come...

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by SwizzleRich11/11/18

Great OCs you created, would you like to play as them? ;3

Come on and join our D I S C O R D server!

Find it on disboard or just by searching "Swizzle Sizzle's Futanari Ballbusting Paradise".

Much luv.

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by Anonymous11/10/18

Aristeia of the Loud War-Cry

I'm not going to claim this character is high art but I thought it might be fun to give it a try.

Name: Aristeia

Race: Human, but half demon; though sporting a standard, bipedal human form, Aristeiamore...

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Hello there contestants of The Arena!

Hi, just dropping info:
Victoria Valor, Mabel, Maz'Gha, Saber and Queen Ghidorah will be used in my next Arena fight, and it will be a brutal one, so expect lotsa broken balls.
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!Please fill in the Arena contestant form!

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OC submission

Name: Savarna

Race: Dark elf

Age: 22

Height: 5'11"

Body type: Athletic, muscled yet all her feminine beauty intact. Moderate breasts, ripped abs and pecs and biceps, taut ass, yet an overall slim built.more...

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Christmas in Eden

She locked her door and braced a chair against the knob. If there was any decency in the world she would find that she had had a mental breakdown of some kind. When she woke up she would be alone, fatter, and content with her self-imposed celibacy. Even so, she couldn't help but remember Adrian's touch. Before he had gotten fresh the kiss had been...nice, but if she found so much as a toe of his with her that night she would hang his elven ass out the window.

She hoped that if he was watching her face would clearly express that. __________________________________________________ Chapter Two: Rent

Eden dragged herself in the door, laden down with bags of potential presents. Among them were her groceries, toiletries, and a few other items she probably hadn't needed. Peer pressure as a bitch when it was induced by yourself. She tossed the bags down, the lines where the handles had dug into her wrists throbbing. What complete ass had invented twine handles?

She heard a telltale crunching in her kitchen.

"How was work?"

Eden gritted her teeth and forced her feet forward. Please, please, please, shit!

Just like that first day after his arrival and every day since then, Adrian continued to exist in the physical plain. Part of her was hoping she had gone batty and could just ignore the guy, but when a neighbor had seen the little white boy staying at her house she had had to explain. It had been some mix of a friend who was a sick mother, babysitting and picking him up before Christmas.

Complete malarkey, but really she had neighbors who were too damned nosy. This would be her second week with her house guest.

She faced Adrian angrily as he perched like a little prince on the cupboard in her kitchen.

"You look like shit," he stated, taking another bite into an apple.

It was probably her last apple. Adrian ate like a monster and never lifted a finger to try to help her cook. He was content on complaining when she ordered take-out instead of firing up the stove.

"Gee, thanks," she said sardonically. "Is that your dinner?"

"Appetizer," he said, finishing off the lush apple with a series of snapping bites.

The speed at which he gobbled made her wince.

"You can take your time to fresh up or whatever," he mumbled through his full mouth. "You look like you need it."

"Oh, don't fret on my account," Eden said giving him a crooked Grinch-like smile.

"I'll make it right now."

She walked to her fridge as he watched her with an aloof expression and pulled out her quart of milk.

"Ah, making linguini?" he quipped.

She didn't answer as she pulled a bowl from a shelf and placed it down. A box of Raisin Bran lay innocently beside her sugar jar. She ripped the top open and proceeded to dump the contents into the bowl. Pouring the milk inside she stuck a spoon in and roughly slid it towards Adrian.

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"There. Dinner is served!"

She stalked away and heard a loud, "What the hell?" aimed at her back.

Eden made it to the door this time. Her hands froze as Adrian's magic stopped her in her tracks and she heard his angry steps towards her. Furious she faced him.

"Let me go. Now!"

"I want to know what your problem is," he snapped.

"I just had a full day of work! I had to buy crap during my breaks!"

She pointed a finger accusingly at him.

"I haven't sat down all day and here I find you sprawled on your ass eating my food, making demands on me, like I'm your damn slave!"

"I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you!" Adrian seethed, his eyes turning to slits.

"Besides, this is Christmas time. This is the first time in a century I've sat on my ass during the holidays."

"Oh cry me a river," Eden scoffed. "You don't pay any rent, you don't cook any meals, and I don't owe you any favors. The only thing keeping you here are all your little dirty elf tricks. If I could swing on you I'd have knocked your ass out already."

Adrian shook his head. "To think I ever was attracted to you. This is why you're alone. There's a long stick shoved up your..."

"What would you know about long sticks shortie?"

Apparently her comment had shocked Adrian so much that his hold on his magic lapsed. He was slack jawed, even as she closed the door in his face and locked it.

"Enjoy dinner without me your free loader!" Eden yelled, banging the door.

She didn't hear a response as she headed to her bathroom. Filling the bathtub with steaming water she tossed her clothing off and slipped inside the blissful depths.

Oh thank goodness, she was sure she was going to die.

Part of her wondered how she had gotten home. Christmas was really an awful holiday. Agitated she decided to relieve some stress. Sticking her hand beneath the cloudy water she silently parted her legs. The hot water rushed towards her thighs, heating up her groin like a lover's touch. She slipped a finger inside of herself, gently swirling the water about as she made little circles.

Eden let out a sigh of relief. Oh yeah, this was what she needed.

Licking her steamy lips she placed the other hand on her breast and began to pinch the nipple until it became hard. She inhaled, rubbing her clit, the water splashing as her pace increased. Just a little more, a little more. She arched her back, readying for the barrage of sensation.

Yes, yes...she was—

A loud crash in the kitchen shook her reserve.

What the hell was that?

Her arousal was forgotten as she imagined the worst.

Jumping up she wrapped herself in her robe and padded with wet feet towards the door. Flinging it open she saw Adrian standing over what used to be a bowl of cereal. The bowl was smashed into a million pieces, the mush of the uneaten cereal splattered along the floor. When Adrian sensed her presence he looked back at her.

"What? This would have never happened if you hadn't given me cereal."

Eden's eyes widened.

"Are you kidding me right now? Is that what you really think?"

She tried to find the words, any words to define her indignation but none came. She could only make sounds that started nothing and smacked of rage. When she found her voice she was beside herself.

"You're worse than me...Are you crazy?" she screamed.

"You claim to be centuries old and you can't even fess up to a simple thing like accidentally breaking a bowl?"

Magic or not she had had it. Stalking up to Adrian she poked him hard in the chest, his brow furrowing in disdain.

"You blame me for this mess, you blame me for dinner, but you're so lazy and righteous that you can't even see that you could have made dinner! You're getting a free ride here, and you can't even pick up a skillet! And you know what? You're so fucking miserable I bet you didn't just miss Santa, that fat bastard left you!"

Eden huffed and puffed after her tirade.

Adrian looked at her with an unreadable expression. Most of him was highly offended that this puny little piece of human had spoken to him in that way. Did she have any idea as to the fantastical powers that lay within him? He could turn her into a puppy if he wanted.

Still, he couldn't help but feel that part of her way right. Granted Eden liked to complain a lot and wasn't a ray of sunshine, but he hadn't been one either. And there was another thing. In the middle of her insults her robe had begun to lapse open until he could see the tops of her full breasts. He couldn't remember the last time he had touched breasts that full.

Elven women could have large breasts, but those were usually the bawdy ones who kept practical harems because their endowments gave them considerable leverage. He wasn't wrong, mad or not Eden was very attractive.

"You're right," he said passively. "I should start paying my dues."

Her look of utter shock nearly made him laugh.

"Are you being serious?"

He smirked and snapped his fingers. Eden yelped when she was suddenly lifted up and plopped on her couch.

Adrian waltzed up to her immobilized form, watching her squirm angrily at her disobeying appendages.

"You know Eden, I know the perfect way to start paying rent."

He took her hand and kissed it, inhaling her scent.

"I believe you gave me the idea," he said smirking at her evilly.

Yes he knew she was masturbating and yes that might have pissed him off a little. She made fun of his manhood, and then disregarded his male prowess enough to rely on her fingers when his had been fingering clits for centuries?

"This is bullshit Adrian!" Eden growled. "You stop right now!"

"Don't worry," he responded, trailing a hand down her cheek. "You're in good hands."

"I don't fuck Santa's kids," she spat desperately trying to twist from his grip.

"I don't see you having much choice in the matter," Adrian mused, slowly loosening the knot that kept her robe in place.

Finding this to be a battle she couldn't win only made her more venomous.

"Your ears freak me out and your eyes are too big for your head! You look like a fucking Furby!"

"Really Eden do we have to go there?"

"You keep your pencil dick away..."

"Whoa whoa whoa," Adrian said making a horizontal motion in front of her face.

Now she couldn't speak, her lips were zipped shut.

"You don't know what I'm packing, so I suggest you keep your mouth shut on that one. Not that you have any choice of course."

With the knot undone Eden whined as he pushed the robe down her shoulders. She sat exposed to him, her damp breasts hanging above his head. She grunted in horror as he climbed onto her lap.

You short, mini- me bastard! When I get my hands on you I will tear...

Her breath caught when he stroked her hair back from her face and traced his thumb along her lips. His icy blue eyes were intense but gently and he offered her a small smile.

"You really are beautiful Eden."

She resisted the flutter her heart made at the compliment. She wanted to glare at him but he ducked his head down and planted soft kisses on her neck. Nipping at place between her neck and shoulder her breath hitched when he sucked on it.

That felt nice.

Holding her shoulders he stroked her arms and trailed his lips along her collarbone to the other side of her neck where he repeated the treatment. Gently tilting her head back he rose and captured her in a scorching kiss that made her curl her toes.

So she could curl her toes but she couldn't move them?

He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she didn't resist, unsure if she could or wanted to. She was still horny from the bath tub and Adrian was hitting all the right keys.

His kiss was a seductive dance as he made her want him, made her admit that she wanted him to "pay" his rent in this way. She shivered as his lips left hers and trailed down her throat to her breasts. His hands closed over them and he held them in his hands without moving. He savored their weight and shape, the womanly body she had been blessed with was made for this. Unable to hold himself back from her heaving chest he licked his tongue out at a nipple. She jumped in his grasp her mouth motioning a sound. Curious he pulled the veil that closed her mouth off.

She didn't seem to notice as he began sucking on the nipple, grazing it with his teeth and rubbing the other until that nipple went stiff and hard. He squeezed her breast burying his head against them and switched breasts.

Eden's eyes fluttered as Adrian's tongue and lips worked wonders on her. It felt like biting and sucking and licking and pulling all at the same time. He worked his magic on her and she let out a moan.

Oh so she couldn't speak but now she could moan?

That crusty midget basta...

Sensing her distress he let a hand wander down between her legs. His fingers brushed her opening and he pulled his mouth from her breast with a pop.

"You know, for an unwilling participant you're pretty wet."

She glared at him as he added, "And it's not from your bath."

He teased her pussy lips with infinite patience never straying from the circles her drew around her clit and outside her opening. She waited for him to touch where she wanted but he didn't, only making her wetter and wetter, keeping her halfway up the mountain she wanted to climb.

"You look frustrated," he lulled, pinching a nipple. Her skin was warm and smooth, she was beginning to tremble. His eyes became slits as his own arousal crept up on him like a spider.

"Go ahead, talk," he said motioning that the zipper had been opened.

She leaned forward struggling to bring her arms with her so she could strike him.

"With your mouth," he suggested, putting his finger on her clit. She drew in a sharp intake of breath but with a smile he moved his finger away.

"Tease!" she hissed.

"You don't want me to tease you?" Adrian asked coyly.

She shivered at his question.

"Are you done?" she asked instead, refusing to acknowledge that he was actually great at foreplay.

"What's your rush?"

He flicked her clit again and she shouted in anger.

"You probably couldn't make me cum anyway!"

He tilted his head and she watched him get off of her lap. So she had finally pushed him away. Disappointment reared its ugly head, and then surprise when her legs were sudden pulled into the air.

Her eyes widened when she saw his dark look, his hands underneath her knees.

"Well then," he said calmly. "Let's see shall we?"

Dripping his head down his tongue trailed along her clit. Eden exhaled shakily, not believing how much her nerve ending were on fire. All that gentle frustration had built her up on a higher mountain than she was accustomed.

She jerked, crying out as he lapped at her sobbing pussy.

"Oh God...oh God...oh God..." she chanted over and over, unable to believe that Adrian was causing her to feel this way.

He said nothing, expecting this reaction from her. He held a firm lock on her legs as they flailed helplessly in the air. Her fingers dug into her couch. Smiling he pushed a finger inside of her and felt her immediately tighten around him. He moved it back and forth easily, enjoying the silky feel of the inside of her.

It would be easy to undo his pants and force his dick inside of her until she screamed his name. He twisted his finger and lifted her thigh higher to hit another angle inside of her.

She shrieked as she came and he licked her clit diligently. It would be easy, too easy to make her a sex crazed lunatic. He knew too much about the female body, had explored every facet and method to its entirety. Elves had a lot of sex, Eden didn't stand a chance. Still, as she shook beneath him she was very charming, and a portion of that charm came from her sour personality.

People were too fucking happy in the North Pole. He added another finger that she clamped onto and pumped inside of her at a faster pace. Eden came again, stars clouding her vision.

Death by elf, that would be a new one. But goodness gracious what a way to go. This was incredible, she wanted him to fuck her. This was just the foreplay. If he fucked her, pencil dick or no she'd probably shatter into a million cumming pieces.

When a third orgasm hit her she was prepared to tell Adrian that she'd cook him anything he ever wanted always.

Seeing the goofy grin on her face made him laugh and he waited for her to come down before he pulled away from her. With a wave of his hand her robe was redone. He could tell she wouldn't be able to move because of the force of the orgasms he had given her. With relative ease he picked her up and the door opened of its own volition.

"You're pretty strong," she mumbled dizzily.

"Presents are pretty heavy. I mean it's elves that get the world's presents on Santa's sleigh. Course we divide it by country by even if you go by state it's still a ton."

"So...I'm not heavy..." she mumbled.

Wow, she felt drunk.

He proved his point by holding her whole body in one arm while pulling back her covers with the other. Placing her on the bed she frowned when he tucked her in.

"You're...not going to fuck me?" she whined.

Adrian chuckled. "There's always next week's rent."

She closed her eyes for a second and was gone to the world. Adrian left, shaking his head. Women, he'd never understand them until his dying day. __________________________________________________

Chapter 3: Main Course

Eden had been on high alert since the day Adrian had made her cum in triplicate. Part of her was mortified that she had let him get his freakishly long child sized fingers into her hoo-ha, but if she was being honest she was more mortified by the fact that she wanted more.

Each day since then she had found that the fridge was stocked and clean, and Adrian was nowhere to be found. She cooked dinner, set his share aside and he appeared eat it before disappearing again. Part of her was happy to have her space back.

It was nice to get to relax and think about her priorities like work and her parents li...

Oh...fuck it who was she kidding?

She was lusting after that short cocky bastard like a dog after a bone. Oh and she was dog who wanted a bone. A filthy slutty bitch who wanted him to jam his hard little...

The door to her apartment opened and Adrian gave her an odd look.

"What are you doing?"

She returned the look. "What?"

"You've been standing outside your door for ten minutes."

Her eyes widened. "I, um...I was t-trying to find my keys."

He gave her a disbelieving look.

Turning away he walked towards the kitchen while she admired him. You know, she had never noticed before but Adrian had a tight little ass. His arms were lean, but they hid small muscles. They were wiry and long though, the proportions still off when it concerned the rest of his body. She must have been a fool to ever mistake him for a human, let alone a child.

"I'm making dinner so freshen up," he said heading towards the kitchen.

The smell of delicious food suddenly hit her and she was confused.

He was cooking? For her? There was a man cooking for her in her kitchen and she hadn't even fucked him yet?

Actually he was an elf so that made more sense, she realized. Elves liked to do that crap. Leave them alone for two seconds and you'd have a new pair of shoes. Though, Adrian had been a bit lazy to start off with. With a new week under their belt, the question that caused her the most anxiety was when he was planning on... paying the "rent."

Maybe he needed a little persuasion. Heading to her room she managed a quick shower and let her revived hair down. Slipping on a short silk nightgown she put on her robe and left it open. Opening her door she rested her hands against the frame like an aspiring movie star and pursed her lips.

"What's for dinner?" she said seductively.

Adrian glanced up briefly from the oven.

"I made a honey roasted turkey with mashed potatoes, and a cinnamon apple tartar for dessert."

He focused on floating the turkey onto the top of the oven and watched back and forth from the thermometer nervously.

"Should be good," he commented, examining the skin of the turkey. It was a golden brown. He had done better, but he had done his best with what he had.

Eden had a crap oven and besides, she was shoveller, not a taster anyway. Offended he hadn't even properly looked at her the tips of her breasts jutting out in this sheer nightgown Eden tossed the robe away and strode over to him.

"I can't wait," she said putting her hands on her hips.

"Are you hungry now?" he said looking up at her.

He took in her garment passively.

"I dunno," she said licking her lips nonchalantly. She cocked her hip and narrowed her eyes.

"Are you" she said in a breathy voice.

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Under the new AANA code, which comes into effect on March 1, there will be more power to ban advertising that features "degrading or exploitative" sex appeal or minors using sex appeal. Previously the board would only find advertisements to breach the code if images used were both exploitative and degrading, which was quite a high threshold.

One of the brands that could be impacted by this change is Ultra Tune. Other early forms of sex appeal in advertising include woodcuts and illustrations of attractive women often unclothed from the waist up adorning posters, signs, and ads for saloons , tonics , and tobacco. In several notable cases, sex in advertising has been claimed as the reason for increased consumer interest and sales.

Woodbury's Facial Soap , a woman's beauty bar, was almost discontinued in The soap's sales decline was reversed, however, with ads containing images of romantic couples and promises of love and intimacy for those using the brand.

As a result, Jovane, Inc. In , J. Chemicals Group asked the Bombay office of Lintas Bombay to develop a campaign for a new condom brand. The problem was that in the late s, the Nehru government had launched a major population limitation program to reduce India's birthrate. The program was very heavy-handed, using coercion, and demanding that men use condoms. The product therefore signified an oppressive governmental intrusion. The agency head hit on the idea of a pleasurable condom, "So when the user hears the brand name, he says, "Wow.

It's a turn on. Not a turn off. The term was known to well-educated Indians, and that was the intended audience. Correctly predicting the huge impact the ad campaign would have, the agency purchased all the advertising space in the popular glamour magazine Debonair and filled it with erotic images of Bollywood actors and actresses promoting KamaSutra condoms.

A television commercial followed featuring a steamy shower scene. The television ad was censored but the print campaign proved highly successful. The Italian clothing company Benetton gained worldwide attention in the late 20th century for its saucy advertising, inspired by its art director Oliviero Toscani.

He started with multicultural themes, tied together under the campaign "United Colors of Benetton" then became increasingly provocative with interracial groupings, and unusual sexual images, such as a nun kissing a priest.

Calvin Klein of Calvin Klein Jeans has been at the forefront of this movement to use sex in advertising, having claimed, "Jeans are about sex. The abundance of bare flesh is the last gasp of advertisers trying to give redundant products a new identity. Several of Calvin Klein's advertisements featured images of teenage models, some "who were reportedly as young as 15" in overly sexual and provocative poses. In , Calvin Klein was the subject of more controversy when it aired advertisements of young children who were only wearing the brand's underwear.

This "kiddie underwear ad campaign" was pulled only one day after it aired as a result of public outlash. Weighted down with taboos and volatile attitudes, sex is a Code Red advertising technique Marketing strategies centred around sex have been successful.

Employees were hired based on physical attractiveness. Sexuality in advertising is extremely effective at attracting the consumer's attention and once it has their attention, to remember the message.

However the introduction of attraction and especially sexuality into an ad often distracts from the original message and can cause an adverse effect of the consumer wanting to take action.

There are some studies that contradict the theory that sex is an effective tool for improving finances and gathering attention. A study from found that there was a negative correlation between nudity and sexuality in movies, and box office performance and critical acclaim.

It is hypothesized by that survey, that this is a result of a general numbing caused by over use of sexual stimuli [32] in advertising. In another experimental study conducted on undergraduate college students, Brad Bushman examined brand recall for neutral, sexual or violent commercials embedded in neutral, sexual or violent TV programs.

He found that brand recall was higher for participants who saw neutral TV programs and neutral commercials versus those who saw sexual or violent commercials embedded in sexual or violent TV programs.

Unless sex is related to the product such as beauty, health or hygiene products there is not clear effect. Using sex may attract one market demographic while repelling another at the same time. The overt use of sexuality to promote breast cancer awareness , through fundraising campaigns like "I Love Boobies" and "Save the Ta-tas", is effective at reaching younger women, who are at low risk of developing breast cancer, but angers and offends some breast cancer survivors and older women, who are at higher risk of developing breast cancer.

Recent research indicates that the use of sexual images of females in ads negatively affects women's interest. Further research [41] found that men have a positive attitude to sexual adverts, whereas women have a negative response to them, this study used an advert with both a male and female.

This was thought to be because women had lower average sex drive s than men. Another theory for this difference is that evolution has led men to seek casual sex, contrary to women who value commitment and intimacy in the context of a sexual relationship. This theory is supported by research which found that women respond less negatively to sexual adverts when it is in the context of gift giving from a man to a women.

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A KIAF official noted that government legislation aimed to reduce such ads is not effective due to its ambiguity. In the 21st century , the use of increasingly explicit sexual imagery in consumer-oriented print ads have become almost commonplace. Ads for jeans, perfumes and many other products have featured provocative images that were designed to elicit sexual responses from as large a cross section of the population as possible, to shock by their ambivalence, or to appeal to repressed sexual desires, which are thought to carry a stronger emotional load.

Increased tolerance, more tempered censorship, emancipatory developments and increasing buying power of previously neglected appreciative target groups in rich markets mainly in the West have led to a marked increase in the share of attractive flesh 'on display'.

In international perspective, a comparison of nudity in television advertising in Brazil , Canada , China , Germany , South Korea , Thailand , and the United States reveals that China and the United States have the most demure ads, while Germany and Thailand exposed more of the female body. There is little variation in male undress.

Historically, sex in advertising has focused on heterosexual gender roles, but there are increasing examples of sex being used to advertise to the LGBT community. In a study conducted at the University of Georgia in , researchers looked at sexual advertisements in magazines over the span of the last 30 years. Ad Age , a magazine delivering news, analysis, and data on marketing and media, published a list of Top most effective advertising of the century, out of the , only eight involved use of sex.

The use of sex in advertising has been criticized for its tendency to reinforce sexist stereotypes. Since the late s, many researchers have determined that advertisements depict women as having less social power than men, but the ways in which females are displayed as less powerful than men have evolved over time.

In modern times, advertisements have displayed women's expanding roles in the professional realm and importance in business backgrounds. However, as this change occurred there has been a substantial increase in the number of images that showcase women as less sexually powerful than men and as objects of men's desire. Furthermore, sex in advertising has been criticised for its emphasis on the importance of physical attractiveness and role as mate.

One group that enforces these rules is the Advertising Women of New York association. Adverts using highly sexual images containing nudity and unrealistic physiques can lead to self-objectification. The increase in self-objectification caused by the use of sex in advertising has been found in women and men. The latter is not surprising with the increased sexual portrayal of men in advertising.

M r Javid will chair a new taskforce to bring together representatives from ad agencies, trade bodies and brands to discuss steps to stop criminals having access to such funding. He is also announced extra funding for schemes to tackle live streaming of abuse. Susie Hargreaves, chief executive of the IWF, said it has been asked to provide data to "explore how legitimate advertisers are being exploited by offenders, intent on sharing horrific imagery of child sexual abuse online".

She added: "Using a variety of sophisticated techniques to avoid detection, offenders are exploiting online advertising networks to monetise their distribution of child sexual abuse material. He is also hosting a hackathon with Microsoft to develop tools to detect online child grooming. He disclosed the government was working on new technology to help identify victims of child abuse from matching scenes in multiple photos to establish where they were taken, help police rescue the children and catch the perpetrators.


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