Piss Shy, Part Five
Disclaimer: The content of this story is a little bit harsher and a little more intense than most of the experiences I have written about on here. Please keep in mind that I had safe words – “yellow” for slow down or do less, “red” for stop. The things I did were done willingly and enthusiastically, even when I demonstrated reluctant or fearful behavior. I like to be scared and I like to feel psychologically exhausted, and this experience allowed me to tread some harsher waters. So, I hope you’ll stick along for the ride.
WRM arrived and greeted me with a kiss before settling onto the couch. I sat down in the floor in front of her and she leaned down and kissed me, placing her hands on my shoulders and scratching her nails over my back.
Flint’s primary, Lida, showed up soon after in a sweatshirt and a pair of lycra workout pants. He sent her off to the shower, telling her to come back in her bra, her panties and the pants. While she was washing off, Flint told Macy to show WRM a video she’d made of her. Apparently she was drinking…something.
Yeah, yeah, I’m pretty sure I know what it was.
“Look at her,” Flint said to me as we watched Macy sit beside WRM, showing her the video. She was actually watching along – which I give her major credit for, because I’d be hiding behind my hands in two seconds. “Look at her face.”
I chuckled nervously, “yeah. That’s contrition."
"Should be,” Flint replied, sitting down on WRM’s other side, “what she did was disgusting. Do you want to watch?”
I shook my head, blushing.
“Why not?” Flint asked.
“I like to be excluded,” I replied.
He smirked, pointing next to the television. “Go kneel over there,” he ordered. “Hands behind your head.” I moved over and got myself into position. “Legs wider,” he said, and I adjusted.
Making sure my posture was straight, I watched the three of them: Macy’s face a little pale from the humiliation, WRM smirking with the sort of amusement that indicated that she was both glad and a little jealous that the girl in the video wasn’t her, Flint somewhere between smug and proud.