Chapter 5
Hmm that feeling was delicious, standing in just her underwear, the delicate hairs on her arms raised in anticipation going for some impromptu naughty self-abuse in a public toilet.
With faint noises coming from down the corridor as someone else came in in heels, oh the dread, she felt a mixture of nervousness and excitement and was absentmindedly biting her lip. Maybe the door latch was broken,she checked it, all secure phew! Fuck, this feeling was so good. Her pussy was starting to feel juicy, she slowly removed her balconette bra and felt the cold hit her nipples and that little feeling as they brushed on the fabric in what she called a fuck echo like a shadow of the last kinky activities. She likened it to the day after a hard pounding when randomly her pussy would throb and ache reminding her of being roughly fucked in all positions. It was a strange but delightful feeling, it was such a tease and yet she knew her nipples were going to be even more sore soon.
Hanging up her bra she walked and stood astride the toilet. Facing the door knowing someone could walk in even though it was locked, but still, the idea of it- being seen her like this- oh fuck she was such a humiliation slut. Her ears were alert to any sounds, it was quiet, she took each nipple and twisted hard, fuckkkkkk it hurt her legs buckled a bit. Breathing a little faster now, she let it pass and then grabbed them again and twist, hhhmmmmm fuck. The feeling of being told to punish her body, just drove her on now, and again waiting, she did it again. Hhmmm her legs properly folded this time, the pain was really intense but dammit did her pussy feel wet. My nipples will be so sore all night after this, she thought, it was a pain punishment and she felt deserving of it, she had asked for this, and was getting what she deserved. Fourth and fifth time of the tweaking she had to have a break and she stopped breathing heavily.
She looked at the door. What would they do if a girl came in, would they scream and call security. Watch her perhaps? Oh fuck imagine if they just watched her do this hhhm that would so fucking hot. Maybe they would join and lock the door behind them, see the slut for what she was and play with her, forcing her to be gay. Whimpering at the thought, was that the ultimate humiliation for her? Maybe it was. Her nipples felt better now and she continued onwards, the sixth and seventh she did in quick succession and she had to lean against the wall. Nobody was coming in now, and she thought best to go soon, whimpering she grabbed her nipples again and twisted them man it hurt so much now.
Tears started to appear, Helen was determined to fulfil her punishment and make everyone proud of her, even though she never met any of them. Her goal was to be a true slut, this was clear now and she again twisted her nipples with this in mind. Moaning out loud now in mainly pain, it was getting less fun now. A couple more,she had to get them done, the next one and she had to sit down on the toilet to get her breath back ok one more 'come on slut' she egged herself on. Standing up she bit her lip and twisted ohhh yeah, the feeling of doing it was powerful and she felt her pussy so much wetter now against the thin fabric. She glanced down and there was just cum everywhere, her thong was just fully dark and her body was sweating under the pressure.
Relaxing now, she sat naked on the seat thinking that she was truly getting punished, and then got dressed slowly. Skirt back on and then the top, biting her lip again, she pulled it over her head and when it touched her hard nipples, as she pulled it down...fuck they were sooo sore. She put her jacket on and put the bra back in the bag, she walked out of the cubicle one happy slut. She had done it and with a constant remainder of what she was on her chafed nipples, every move made her notice them more and more. He washed her hands and then tidied herself up, the nipples poked through the top which made Helen feel just like what she wanted to be a punished slut.
Back in the car, Helen set her GPS for an adult store open too late and bit of a drive. She started the car and winced a bit as the nipples rubbed. She got going looking for somewhere to stop on the way.
On the motorway and about ten miles from the destination she saw a fast food restaurant, it was the only one she had seen. Pulling in she got out of the car she took a large intake of breath through clenched teeth as her nipples rubbed again, a constant reminder what happens when you get punished. It was not a nice feeling but it was easing. She ordered a diet coke and it was quite busy but not massively so. A steady stream of customers around and she took her drink to a table and started to realise she was really thirsty. Opening up her post she obeyed the rule of not playing as told, her pussy had been throbbing to be played with. She glanced over the posts but there were not that many replies to her post this time, shame she thought of a couple of extra rules which she could add but yeah nothing exciting. Then again she had her fill today, well maybe, she quickly posted in the forum that she was doing the task and getting some things from the list of toys if anyone wanted to post one task for tonight for an edge. Also Helen needed an outfit for tomorrow for around the house, she had to go food shopping and do some cleaning at home but nothing else so she put that on the post as well. Quickly checking the message from before and she knew what to do but no messages for her just yet.
Finishing her drink and ready for her task, she got up and went to the bathroom as her pussy throbbed again about being controlled. She went to the middle stall and locked it, crinkling her nose at the faint smell of cheap pine disinfectant. She double checked as usual, resting her back against the door. Here we go again she thought, it is busier in this one but much bigger than the supermarket, girls chatting all around. Blushing already she started to strip, then her heart froze as someone tried the door then shouted a quick apology. She had just removed her skirt and it was in her hand, if they had come in oh fuck there would've been no way to cover herself up, and that would've taken some explaining.Her heart racing now she continued to strip a little bit quicker, she hung up skirt and removed her thong. It was just a mess of cum it was crazy. She slipped it all the way into her mouth enjoying the submission of the act and the tangy taste that was just heavenly to her. The number of tasks she had done to create this pool of cum hmmm and no direct contact on her pussy it was amazing how quickly she had submitted to, and how she felt.
Walking over to the toilet she stood over it and lifted her top over her tits, mumbling into her gag but trying to keep quiet. The door moved again and another "oops sorry" this time in a girls liverpudlian accent, with only three cubicles- no wonder, oh fuck this was going to happen more and more it was so busy here,fuck this is intense she thought.
With her top up she picked up her phone and set it to vibrate and put a timer on for five long minutes. With that she took a deep breath and started it. How the time dragged each second was torture no distractions, just people chatting and then Helen started to fantasise about what could happen......
"Hey Jenny hurry up eh boys will be ready soon" a really loud voice startled Helen, it had been quite quiet in here until that voice, she was only a minute into her punishment.
"Yeah i know honey, be out in a sec" said a voice said further down
Helen froze as the door to her cubicle opened, fuck the door lock must be faulty... fuck no please no.
"What the fuck, what the actual fuck" a really cute girl, a teenager, stood at the door in front of Helen looking up and down her naked form except for the stockings and heels. 'Please walk away girl' she thought, pleading with her eyes, to her dismay this girl just stared at her grinning. Frozen in fear with no escape, Helen grunted and was about to take the thong from her mouth.
"Don't you dare move" said the teen, sizing up the situation, she looked behind the door seeing Helen's clothes "interesting, if you move over a little bit I'll take your clothes and leave you here"
"Hmmhhhpphh" Helen again was about to spit it out and plead with the girl.
"No don't move i am fuckin' serious " and she started to bundle up Helen's clothes up into a ball. Helen grunted and then nodded when the teen looked at her "Good that's better, Jenny you have to see this"
"Hhmhmmh" said the panicking slut
"Steady now, you know what I will do and I will" Helen closed her eyes and nodded. This is not happening to me, this is not happening to me- but it was.
"Whaat?!" said a closer voice.
