A small incident before heading home.

The shift comes to end without anything else of note anything, apart from the odd looks you get from the various customers throughout the day. The reason for those looks are of course Sarah, who by now is not shy about humiliating you in public.

A few female customers confront Sarah about her attitude towards you, calling it demeaning and cruel. Of course Sarah just smiles in response. "Bitch, get over here!" You double time it over to the register where Sarah stands with the female customers. As you arrive Sarah snaps her fingers.

"Lift up your shirt bitch.," Obeying, you lift up your shirt showing off Sarah's mark on your lower stomach, the women's eyes opening wide in disbelief. "..see? He is my bitch.." With a swift kick her heavy boot kicks you hard in the balls, doubling you over in pain yet you've grown addicted to Sarah's cruel **** and your gasp is one of excitement. "..tell them how you love being my bitch!"

You fall to your knees, holding your sore crotch. "I love it so much Sarah.." Panting in excitement. "..I'm your bitch!" Sarah slaps you, hard, and you moan in pleasure and pain at the humiliation. Gripping your hair tightly Sarah shoves you on your back before stepping onto your chest, pressing the air out of your lungs. Her boot hovers just out of reach of your tongue as you pant in excitement. "Beg for it!"

"Please Sarah, let me kiss your boot.." The astonished women look on in horror as you grovel, demeaning yourself in public like this. "..please!" With a sadistic gleam in her eye Sarah puts her boot on your lips, your tongue darts out and you spend a few minutes licking every speck of dirt of the soles of her boots. Occupied as you are you still hear Sarah telling off the concerned women, shooing them off and furthermore cementing your bitch status. You wouldn't have it any other way as you excitedly lick the soles of her boots, cock throbbing in your pants and a wet stain appearing at the front.

On second thought, that probably qualifies as an event of note.. No matter, the shift eventually ends and you close up shop as Sarah relaxes, her boots sparkling and newly spit shined. Trailing after Sarah, carrying her bag, the two of you make your way to her car. When you reach the trunk off the car, Sarah spins around smiling maniacally at you.

"Strip!" Without hesitation, you strip down, baring your naked body in the middle of the dark, deserted parking lot. As the last article of clothing falls away Sarah barks her next command. "Kneel!" You drop to your knees, panting in excitement, eager for the humiliation that is sure to follow. Sara unbuttons her pants slowly, pulling down her pants and her black g-string sensually. Your eyes eat it up, your cock red and pulsating, pre-cum dripping. Once more your admiration of her body has a price, as she spreads her pussy lips, a torrent of piss drenching your head, flowing over your body and forming an expanding puddle of piss underneath you.

Spluttering as you're drowned once more you're excited beyond belief, almost cumming once again. "Clean me off bitch!" Shaking off the last of her piss Sarah orders you into action, you don't need to be asked twice, eagerly darting your tongue into her temple, lapping up every drop of piss. "Good bitch.." Moments later, as you're deep in her pussy, Sarah slams her boot onto your cock and her balls and you explode into an explosive orgasm in the middle of the parking lot.

Sarah kicks you away, slamming you on your back. Smirking she points above you, following her pointing finger you see a security camera panning toward you. "You're a porn star now bitch!" Despite yourself you feel yourself hardening again, blood flowing into your bruised balls. Sarah laughs as you come erect once more. "You're such a bitch!"

Minutes later Sarah has chained you up and dumped you in the trunk of her car, naked and drenched in her piss, her pussy juices as well as gravel and cum. You lie still, utterly exhausted, in the dark as the car speeds away to Sarah's home and even more ****..