Humbled, Part 5
Switch took me to the bathroom, pulled my lingerie off, turned on the shower, and set me inside to wash the avalanche of cum off of my body. He pushed me up against the wall of the shower and kissed me deeply. I smiled and went to grab the soap, but he grabbed my hands and slid them up on the wall.
“No, no,” he scolded, “I’m not done with you.”
He washed me slowly, making me turn around and put my hands back up on the wall to wash my back when he had finished with the front. He shampooed my hair, but when I tried to get him to mess around in the shower, he shook his head.
“I told you, I’m not done,” he insisted, “I just don’t want you complaining about having my cum all over you while I finish punishing you, you little brat."
I couldn’t contain my grin.