J's Story - Sex Stories

J's Story

... unacceptable and you have ignored my warnings. You will wait exactly two minutes and then come to the Men's restroom. You will knock five times and I will let you in." Shit. She had expected punishment when they got back but now... here... at the restaurant... in the bathroom? Her heart beat very quickly and she had to concentrate to make sure she waited the two full minutes. She worked hard to walk steadily to the restrooms and knocked as commanded. She heard the door unlock and saw his eye, looking very stern, as he cracked the door. He glanced around making sure no one was there and then grabbed her arm and pulled her in, locking the door again. He pulled her to the floor without letting go of her arm and looked down at her. She was nearly terrified but his look, while very stern, was controlled and his voice was quiet and measured. "You seem much less amused with yourself than you did earlier, dirty slut." She tried to apologize but he slapped her. "You will not speak until you are told to. Your behavior was immature and unworthy of your position, dirty slut. You have caused me embarrassment and irritation. You were clearly looking for a particular reaction. You'll regret that you got it." He unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick, hard, throbbing cock. Her emotions flashed between excitement and uncertainty. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. "I would tell you to suck it, dirty slut, but that would imply some sort of choice on your part." He reached down ...

... and used his thumb to open her mouth and shoved his cock in forcefully, gagging her immediately. He kept his hand in her hair at the back of her head, keeping it from slamming into the wall, as he face fucked her hard and fast. He muttered curses and called her every awful thing she'd ever heard and some she hadn't. As he used her mouth she scrambled to get her knees under her and try to keep her dress from getting as wet as her panties already were. The whole scene was a dream come true for her: the public setting, the humiliation of being on a bathroom floor, being used without any regard for herself, how submissive her position was and how dominant his. All too soon, she heard his mutters become the familiar grunts that meant he was close. He pulled his cock out of her mouth, making saliva drip onto her dress and stroked it furiously right in her face. She hoped, fiercely hoped, that he’d make her beg for his cum but it was immediately shooting into her face, across her cheeks and dripping down her chin. She fought the urge to lick it off and hold out her tongue to catch more. He looked down at her and she imagined what he must have seen: the perfect image of a dirty slut, cum covering her face, sitting on the floor of a public bathroom. The idea almost made her smile. "We have dessert to eat, dirty slut. Rub that into your skin. And don't think this is nearly over. Not hardly." She did as she was told and he helped her up and she looked at the spots of saliva and cum on ...