Another facet of my humiliation kink is less fun & lighthearted. It's a response to a perceived negative judgment from my lover - to disappointment, or disgust, or similar. I don't just blush, but feel a squirm of shame, an urge toward debasement, lessening of worth.

To play with that, part of me, for a moment, has to believe it. Or the emotional blow doesn't land.

That feels scary & requires absolute trust before & after that they don't mean it.