I walked a few steps behind her in the cool evening air. It was dark. The street lamps lit the way and it was quiet except for the rhythmical clicking of her high heels on the pavement and the hum of an occasional car in the distance. She didn't say a word and didn't even look at me, but I knew where we were going.
Soon we reached her apartment. She opened the door and I followed her inside the dark building and up the winding stairs for two floors. I had been there several times before but the steps surprised me and made me stumble once on the way up. I caught up with her in front of her apartment door when she was taking out the key. Once inside she flicked the lights on, and the sudden brightness of her pink coat made my eyes hurt for a second. She turned towards me as I closed the door behind me.
The fresh air had made Mia's cheeks red and she had sobered up completely, not a hint of the giggling girl who had said goodbye to Cate at the restaurant. She looked straight at me for a few seconds and then knowingly down at her long black boots. I took the hint and hurried down on my knees, pulled her feet out of the boots. Afterwards she kept standing there demanding my attention. I looked up at her.
"I still can't believe what you did today," she said in a hurt voice. I bent my head. There wasn't anything I could say to make up for my attack on her earlier. I had been determined not to let her blackmail me with the video and ended up being a little too harsh, which I deeply regretted afterwards; especially because she showed me the second recording. Whereas the first one was somewhat innocent, the second video was just... awful. Now I was completely in her mercy, and she wasn't in a good mood.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" My head jerked back up. "What do you have to say?!"
"I'm sorry," I said in a weak voice. Then with a bit more passion: "Please, it was a huge mistake! Forgive me, it will never happen again!"
"Damn right it will never happen again! I OWN you now, you know that, don't you? I can make you do ANYTHING I want because you're so afraid!" I looked down. "Or maybe you're not afraid? Maybe you want to play the hero again? Well, do you?!" Her arms crossed in front of her chest.
I didn't say anything. I didn't want to play the hero again. I wanted to ride this one off, forget the whole thing and return to how things had been before. Of course, thing's couldn't be exactly like before. I still couldn't believe the humiliations she had put me through during the last 24 hours. It was bad enough WHAT she made me do, but THE WAY she made me do it... Commanding me, sneering at me, gloating at me, treating me as her... her slave! I had never been so indignant in my whole life. But I couldn't see a way out right now. There was no way I could cross her...
"I think our hero's dead," she said mockingly,"which means I'm left with an obedient pet." She put her hands on her hips and kept looking down at me. "But I want to hear it from you. What will it be? Hero or pet?" I clenched my teeth and forced myself to calm down. I wanted intensely to get up from my knees, spit her in the face and storm out into freedom and the cool evening air. But there really was no option. She had the recordings...
"Pet," I said in a low voice looking down.
Her coat landed on the floor around her feet with a thud, and she stepped out of the pink puddle.
"Get my coat, pet... And be in my bathroom in one minute... naked."
She patted my cheek, then left me in the entrance.
Coat. One minute. Naked. I sighed and got to my feet with the coat in my hands, hung it on the rack, and after another sigh began taking off my clothes.
I was at the bathroom door with only my boxers on. I pulled them down and stepped out of them before knocking carefully.
"Come in!"
I opened the door. Mia was sitting on the toilet reading a magazine, naked. Her clothes lay in a heap on the bathroom floor. She signalled me closer and pointed to a spot on the floor in front of her. I knelt down facing her. She held the magazine forward.
"Hold this for me," she commanded. I had to hold it with my arms straightened, but at least it was shielding my eyes from hers. The gentle sound of running water told me she was peeing.
"Turn!"
I flipped the page awkwardly from my kneeling position while trying to keep the magazine still. A few minute went by. My arms were starting to ache. Suddenly she let out a fart that resonated in the silent bathroom. It was followed by an angle like sigh of pleasure and a giggle.
"Oh my... Must've been the meat!"
The next second I saw her stomach muscles tense from beneath the magazine, followed by the plumping sounds from the toilet. Another sigh of relief. The smell of shit reached my nostrils with a few seconds delay.
"Turn!"
I turned to the next page. After another minute she took the magazine from my hands. I let my hands fall down with relief and shifted my weight to get up. Mia's voice stopped me.
"Unfortunately," she said without hiding a gloating smile, "I've run out of paper..." I watched her as she slowly spread her legs, her smile widening at the same rate. She leaned back and supported one elbow on the toilet body. The now all too familiar view of her pink pussy became visible in the bathroom lighting. I saw a few drops shining in her trimmed dark pubic hairs.
"I think I have a napkin in my jacket..." I tried, pointing behind me towards the entrance.
"You should've brought it, then, shouldn't you?"
"I can just quickly..."
"No you can't. You are JUST where I want you to be..."
I swallowed. She just sat there with a big smile of expectation. I moved closer on my knees. Swallowed once more. This was absolutely disgusting! She had just peed! I was wondering about the impact this could have on my health.
"Are you waiting for me to air dry, boy?"
I leaned forward. The stench of urine and feces grew stronger. I came closer, closed my eyes, swallowed once more, and moved in with my tongue. Her lips felt moist, soft and warm as my tongue made contact. The taste wasn't as bad as I'd imagined. I got the job done in a few determined movements and sat back. She looked at me with glee in her shining eyes, then looked down to inspect my work.
"You missed my bush..."
