She caught me staring between her legs like the desperate pervert I really am. I quickly looked away
She caught me staring between her legs like the desperate pervert I really am. I quickly looked away, but I knew this would cost me after the lights dimmed and everyone else had gone home for the day. Not just a kick to the groin or her urinating in my mouth. She has a real twisted imagination when it comes to punishing me. Though this is in some ways why I can’t resist her. Last time she made me write out on a sheet of paper, “I am a putrid fleshbag dripping with perversion who doesn’t deserve a real woman’s touch.” Then made me sign it. I was ordered to close my eyes. I stood there for a good ten minutes in silence before receiving a swift and solid knee to my groin. She roughly grabbed my ear towards her and softly uttered, “Get in position, little horsie. We’re going to the ladie’s room.” As she rode my back she continued to berate me. And as I reached the stall she dismounted me. My eyes looked around confused for a second before a loud CRACK landed upon my skull before I landed face first on the bathroom tile. She had swung the stall door into my unsuspecting head. All I could hear was her sick laughter as I blacked in and out of consciousness. I then heard a splash and the sound of urination on some flat surface. She yanked me up by my shirt and shoved my head in the toilet. She had pissed on the aforementioned piece of paper. It lie floating on the toilet water’s surface, completely soaked in yellow. She grabbed the back of my head and screeched, “EAT IT!” before slamming my face into the dirty water with a splash. After the humiliating deed was done I lay with the back of my neck wedged between the seat. I looked up. She stood by in squat position, waiting. “Clean me off, little worm.” ——- I shudder at the devilish thoughts she conjures up for my second offense. -- source link
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