Title: Dumb Little Author Girly
Author: Phoenix Arrow
Part: Chapter 1 of 1
Keywords: F/F, stupidity fetish, humiliation
Redistribution: yes, with limitations (see below)
Short Summary: A very talented author just cant seem to get past 
the idea that she's quite the erotica bimbo.


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Dumb Little Author Girly!


I'm a very good writer. Really I am. I can make anyone wet or 
hard. All my fans say so. You should see the emails I get. "Love 
your work!", "Your the best!", "I came FOUR times!!!".

Those are real. I didn't make them up. I can write erotica with the 
best of them, and my fans say so. Actually, that's not true. I'm not 
very good at writing romance. Nope! Not at all. Suck actually. 
Should have said BDSM. Yes, that's what I write well. Just like 
my fans say I do.

You know what BDSM stands for don't you? Bondage Dominance 
etc...

Well that's not entirely true. I don't write much about bondage. 
Never cared for the thing. Nope. Not that kind of a girl. No, I go 
more for the mental angle. Humiliation games, mental mind tricks. 
The thinking woman's porn. The kind that makes you wet without 
even touching yourself. Guess what? Its what my fans all tell me!

So like I'm trying to say, I'm pretty good at writing humiliation 
stories. The boss fringing herself off for the office staff, mothers 
submitting to their bratty daughters, and women generally shamed 
and self degraded just for the hell of it. Did I mention I'm a closet 
lesbian? Not lipstick, but a lez none the less. Could you IMAGINE 
if my mother found out??? My girlfriend likes to joke that she'd 
reveal my dirty little secret, but I would just DIE.

Anyways, as I was saying, I write good humiliation stories. All my 
fans say I do...

I'm sorry, that's another lie. I do that a lot don't I? Its not true that 
all my fans love my work. Most do, but there are a few that 
kinda...think I'm stupid. That's what they tell me, honest. That I'm 
a "dumb freak'en bimbo". Pathetic I know. Who emails an author 
who slaves away for weeks at a time writing a story, and the only 
thing they've got to say is that my fingers are more useful up my 
ass than on the keyboard?

And it has little to do with the content of my stories. They call me 
dumb because I...have issues...with spelling. SO FUCKING 
WHAT if I don't use a freak'en spell checker every time I fire off a 
hot sexy story? You mean to tell me people highlight my words as 
they jack themselves off, just so they can point it out like assholes 
in their emails???

And yes I did get a college degree, but....

Fine, so I'm not very good spelling. Ok, no biggy. I can get the 
hint. Fans complain I listen. So my very next story I use a spell 
checker right. Cant be to hard. Run the word document through the 
wringer and clean up the numerous misplaced nouns and verbs. 

And what's the thanks I get? "Your such a fantastic writer!", "You 
make my cock hard like hell", My pussy was abuzz with your 
words", "You cant spell worth shit!".

I honestly do feel like shit when I read those awful emails. Didn't 
they see I tried? Didn't they see my good natured attempts at fixing 
up my mess of a story?

I sit there squirming in my seat as I read those harsh critical emails, 
rubbing my thighs against my puss. Its tough to get through all of 
them without touching myself. I cant help it. All those 
condescending words. I AM NOT DUMB! Even if my fans say so.

So I sit down a week later and begin my new story. Good stuff this 
one is. A girl gets caught staring in the showers at school and all 
the other girls make sooooo much fun of her. Great humiliation 
themes going on there. Did I mention I'm a great humiliation 
author? I did? Opps I forgot.

Ok, so the second I type THE END, I immediately run it through 
the spell checker twice! THEN I go over the whole thing, changing 
words like: "too and two", "come to cum", "saddle to paddle". 
Those are all honest mistakes. Any fast paced author can mess up 
words like that as they write hot juicy fiction? I'm not really dumb. 
Just wait until they see my latest story! A perfect piece of work. 
This time I surely wont get vulgar emails telling me to take my sex 
stories back to my elementary school teacher to have them proof 
read. Nope! They'll only have good things to say about me! I'm a 
Smart Writer! That's what all my fans will say!

Four days later I'm crying in front of my computer. I don't think 
I've seen so many condemning emails. Seems almost as much as 
the friendly ones. It simply cant be! How could they find anything 
wrong with it? I worked so hard! I'm supposed to be smart. That's 
what all my fans are supposed to say!

I sit there crying and sniveling as I read each harassing email, my 
fingers buried in my panties, fringing my steaming sex. I don't 
know why I'm skipping all the applauding emails. Emails of praise 
and congratulations for all my hard work. Nope! I'm pathetically 
sitting there playing with myself as I read all about how dumb I 
am. That's what my fans say, did I mention that?

I'm about to cum when I reach one particularly nasty email. This 
woman writing is vicious. Downright mean. She dissected each 
sentence piece by piece. Totally ripping me apart. I had no idea 
you could analyze a sentence in so many ways. 

"...and I simply don't understand how you even get up in the 
morning knowing what a waste of time you are when you write 
your stories. I cant even 'try' to get into the fantasy with all these 
pitiful mistakes. Since when do girls touch their 'punts'? Honey, its 
spelled Cunt not Punt! Maybe if you didn't type with one hand 
buried in said cunt you could focus that sad excuse for a brain. Its 
painfully clear your either too dumb to proof read the thing 
yourself, or too embarrassed to ask someone else to read it for 
you!"

"Fuck you! I'M NOT DUMB!", I whine at the computer as my 
puffed pussy spasms, spraying my flickering fingers with my 
juices. "I'm not dumb!" I say again, with a tiny whimper.

For the next few days, all I can do is re-read that letter, and cum 
again and again. The parts I told you weren't even the half of it. 
This woman ripped my story apart. She might as well have thrown 
me over her lap and spanked my uneducated ass for being so 
incredibly inept. Not that I am, but my fans seem to say so.

I don't know why I emailed her back soon after that, begging her 
to please help me proof read my stories. Hoping she'd take my 
hand and guide me like a parent to a child. Why did I care so much 
what she thought of me? So what if she thought I was dumb? I'm 
not writing to impress people with my grammatical skills. I write 
to get them off!

But I do care. I don't want people to think of me as the stupid little 
author. I don't want them to say nasty things about me.

I wait near the computer for hours after I send off the email until a 
response finally comes in. I open it with baited breath. After 
several paragraphs of more verbal demeaning, which I rub my 
thighs together reading, she finally gets to the point: 

"...So having said all that, yes I will help you with your proof 
reading. I just cant believe you admitted to playing with yourself 
while reading about how dumb you are. Anyways, next time you 
finish one of your challenged stories, give it a thorough spell check 
before sending it to me. I don't want to spend all day fixing stupid 
crap. I'll fix the parts you missed, this way you wont have an 
excuse to play with your little cunt next time you get emails from 
me and the rest of your fans!"

An enormous sense of relief washed over me as I read that final 
piece of her email. I was so happy she had agreed to assist me. 
Finally I would prove to everyone how NOT dumb I really am. I 
can indeed write a well written sex story! With a little help...

Pretty soon I settled on the next topic of my story. Its a cute little 
idea about a tomboyish girl who wants to play on the boys football 
team, only to get what she deserves by the cool girls of the school. 
I got wet before I even began typing thinking about that short 
haired girl kissing all those pretty female feet while still in her 
football uniform!

And no, this time I did not type with one hand on the keyboard and 
one in my panties. I was going to prove I was a smart little author. 
That's what my fans WILL say!

It takes me nearly a week to finish fleshing out my new story, 
adding paragraphs, adding humiliation here and there, a little extra 
lesbian action. Hey I know what the guys like to read just as much 
as the girls. Remember, I'm a good author!

Satisfied I have myself one heck of a good story, I spend the next 
day dedicating myself to spell checking the dame thing. Spelling 
errors were of course galore not to mention misplaced commas, 
fragmented sentences, confusing syntax. It was a mess and as I 
kept finding more and more mistakes I simply couldn't help but 
notice the growing itch between my legs. I tried to shake my head 
to concentrate...but...all those errors....

I"M NOT STUPID! I yell at myself. But the fingers sliding under 
my panties told me otherwise. It was just too much. I cant deny 
how incredibly hot it makes me to think I'm incredibly stupid, even 
if its not true. 

I gave in. Just sit back and enjoy the moment. A little fantasy of 
embracing my dumb mind. The story wasn't going anywhere. I'd 
finish fixing it just as soon as I....mmmmmm.....

"I'm...a....ohhhh....a...stupid girl....uhhhh 
....I am an....mmmm....idiot
....I'm...ahhhh....uneducated...ohhhh
...and a stupid cunt...mmmm
...and a moron...a retard....that's what I am!"

It didn't take me long to shudder in my seat. I was already hot and 
wet and as I chanted my humiliating mantra I let go into wallowing 
mentality. My rubbing fingers flicked my clitty one last time and a 
great moan of pleasure escapes my dry lips.

"I am stupid!"

Suddenly I shook my head and snapped out my funk. A mixture of 
emotions swelled in my head at that moment. As wonderful I felt 
at letting my guard go for a moment, I felt like I had betrayed 
myself. I needed to show my strength and determination to prove I 
was one of the smarter girls of the net world. That I would prove 
all my negative fans wrong about me, and I couldn't even get 
through one proof reading fix without cumming to my own 
mistakes.

With one final squeeze of my clitty I slipped my drenched hand out 
of my damp panties and reached for the tissues. "Time to get to 
work Missy"

And hour later I sat back and smiled tentatively. I simply couldn't 
find anything else wrong with what I had written. From what I 
saw, I found all that could be fixed. I knew very well there had to 
be something I had missed, but that would be left up to my new 
mean proof reader.

With trepidation I attached the story to an email and fired it off. 
This time I didn't dance in my seat waiting for her to reply. I didn't 
rub my thighs together in worry. For the first time, I actually felt 
pretty confidant about myself. If she did find anything wrong, it 
wouldn't be anything worth criticizing me over...right?

Never the less, I held my breath the moment I saw her reply in my 
inbox. What would it say? My pussy instinctively began buzzing 
as I clicked the "read mail" button.

"Well well well, looks like little miss author actually took the time 
to proof read her own work. About time. Did you cream all over 
yourself going over all the errors? Ha, I bet you did. Well it seems 
to have paid off since I only found a few spelling and grammar 
mistakes. I must say I even found myself forgetting for a moment 
whose story I was reading. Without all the ridicules, stupid, air 
head mistakes I actually had time to focus on the story, which was 
quite hot I don't mind telling you. 

Never the less, here in lies our problem. See since all your fans 
know very well how poor you write, they may not believe you 
actually wrote it. And even worse, just what will you do when all 
your fan emails are positive and glowing? What will you get to 
masturbate to if not all the harsh laughing words about your lack of 
a brain? No no no, this will simply not due. You have your needs.

So this is what we will do. You will go back and re-edit the story, 
putting back all those fucked up mistakes so its just like every 
other error riddled story you've published. Then you'll fetch a 
paper bag, a camera and...."

I really don't need to say what else she said. Its really too 
degrading. Needless to say, after I finished bringing myself off like 
a complete loser I went off to find a paper bag and my digital 
camera which I placed on top of the monitor. With a tear in my eye 
I began reworking my perfect story, making it even worse than I 
ever remember. Oh its still hot, but sooooo stupidly written. Just 
like me....

Once finished, I removed the rest of my cloths and set the camera 
on a timer. Quickly I jumped onto my knees in the chair with my 
ass in the air towards the camera. With the paper bag over my 
head, I stuck my right thumb up my ass and *FLASH*


I'm a very good writer. Really I am. I can make anyone wet or 
hard. All my fans say so. You should see the emails I get. "Love 
your work!", "Your the best!", "I came FOUR times!!!".

Those are real. I didn't make them up. I can write erotica with the 
best of them, and my fans say so. And I bet you didn't know what 
else they say about me. "Hey nice ass!", "Good thumb 
warmers","always knew how stupid you were"....bla bla bla.

Their talking about my picture of course, the one I posted at the top 
of my newest story. Its there for everyone to see, just like my 
special proof reader suggested. I think its appropriate don't you. A 
perfect image to complement a poorly written sex story. The best is 
what's written below though. The confessional statement that gets 
me wet EVERY time I look at it.

"Hey all! This is Genny! That's me in the pic. Just wanted to show 
you where my shity typing comes from. Yes that's right, I'm not 
that smart as you can tell, but I write a mean story. So when your 
done reading, please email me and tell me how much you enjoyed 
it and if you'd like...about how much of an uneducated moron I 
am...so I can...get off...please?"

Did I mention how totally dumb I am? All my fans say so!

The End!!!
Dumb Little Author Girly


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