Carla sat in the soft leather chair with Elsa and Mary standing dominantly over her, eyeing her up like something that was about to be severely devoured. “I need to go to the toilet.”
“Oh no, young lady, you’re not going anywhere.” Else sternly replied, a smug smile appearing.
“Please, I really need to go. Let Mary come with me if you want, but I seriously need to pee.” Carla fidgeted in her seat, accentuating her need to go!
“Very well. Mary will come with you.” Elsa then looked at Mary. “Stay with her while she pees.”
As Carla got up from the chair she casually picked up something that was draping over the side of the chair. She bunched it up in her palm and deviously smiled at Elsa as she made her way to the door. Her thoughts were of the tape she found of Elsa and Mary and even though she had only seen a snippet from the tape it was enough to stir her dirty mind.
Carla and Mary walked down the corridor and Carla couldn’t resist taking a peak at Mary’s large breasts straining to escape the white shirt she was wearing. As Mary walked, Carla could see Mary’s big nipple protruding obscenely through the lace of her bra. Carla grinned and with a quick movement with her hand she grabbed the bulbous flesh and twisted it between her finger and thumb. Mary shrieked and Carla’s other hand rose to cover Mary’s mouth.
“Not a word you bitch, you hear me?” Mary’s head nodded frantically. “I know what you are and I know what you can be.” Again she nodded her head, understanding the cryptic sentence that Carla had put forward. “Turn around and face the wall you fucking bitch.” Mary hesitated then she muffled a scream onto Carla’s hand as Carla again twisted and pulled on her nipple. “I said turn around, and keep that bloody mouth shut!”
Mary turned on her heels as Carla released the grip on her nipple and removed her hand from her mouth. She grabbed at Mary’s hands and forced them behind her so that they were resting on her arse cheeks. Carla stretched out the material from her hand. It was part of Elsa’s ripped stocking. She expertly tied it around Mary’s wrists, giving barely enough room to let the blood circulate.
“Right slut, I need to pee.” She guided Mary into the bathroom and Mary watched as Carla stood over the toilet, her legs straddling the bowl. “Come here and get on the floor.” Carla pointed at the tiled floor where her feet were.
“You’re not serious,” mumbled Mary.
“Ohh I’m very serious you bitch… get here!”
Mary walked towards Carla and knelt on the floor. Her face was close to the young woman’s pussy.
“Open wide my pee-slut!” Mary closed her eyes and reluctantly opened her mouth. Carla parted her pussy lips and released a steady stream of her amber liquid onto Mary’s face. It covered her hair, neck and shoulders. Mary choked as the jet of piss hit the back of her throat. She was gasping for breath as Carla grabbed the back of her head and buried it onto Carla’s pussy. Carla forced the last of her golden flow at close range into Mary’s mouth. Mary shook her head and choked again as the warm liquid spurted into her.
Carla tugged at Mary’s hair so that their eyes met. “You didn’t do a good job of catching my pee did you? Look at the floor… Clean it!”
