Hide behind the coffee stand

A coffee point looks safe, so you tiptoe there and kneel behind the big coffee machine.

Then you hear Becky’s footsteps. You can’t peep out from your shelter, or she’ll see you. So everything you can do is to sit here bound and to listen to the steps of a woman who will punish and fuck you.

And she is approaching. You imagine her walking among rows with a cruel smile on her face and a cord in her hand. She knows for sure, that she’ll find you. Maybe she even knows where you are. Was a coffee point a good place to hide?

-Here you are! - you suddenly hear from somewhere not so far from you. Oh no, she did find you… You are ready to surrender and give yourself to a cruel Mistress, but…

-Dirty girl! Where are you then? - she says, and then her footsteps recede.

Woohoo! It was a false alarm! She must thought she find you somewhere, but she didn’t - you are really good in hiding, don’t you? You are safe and… wet?

What is it? Suddenly you feel really wet, like if someone is pouring a liquid on you…

You rise your eyes and see Becky behind the coffee machine. With her most innocent smile she is pouring a juice from a cardboard box on you. W-what is she doing?

-Here you are, my little Peach. Now crawl out from your shelter and kneel before me.

Do you have any other choices? The battle is lost, you are hers for the punishment.

So you crawl to your Mistress, ready to be whipped and (may be?) finally fucked.

But she doesn’t have that electric cord anymore. She is holding another box of juice, and when you reach her and kneel before her feet, she pours the sweet liquid on you.

You flinch and try to dodge, but she returns you to your place with the only move of her foot.

-Stay where you are, ****. I want you sweet and wet, like a real Peach.

So you kneel before your tormentor, and she pours and pours this juice on you.

The cool liquid streams from your head to your shoulders, goes down the spine to your naked ass and gives a strange feeling to your pussy. But it’s not pleasure, you think. You are not feeling sweet. It’s a punishment, not a treat, for you at least. You are dirty, sticky, wet whore that can be used every way your owner wants. Even this weird one.

But what scares you the most is that Becky wouldn’t like to fuck you. Hell, she wouldn’t like to even touch your disgustingly wet body!

-Ough! What a sticky dirty slut you are! I don’t think you deserve to be fucked by me.

You knew, you knew! Shit! You NEED this orgasm. You want to cum with your Mistress finally!

-… but I can let you fuck yourself… with my shoe.

And at that moment you finally realize your place. Here, sticky and wet, at the feet of your Goddess.

She can let you cum. And can let not. And if she lets you cum using her shoe, that’s the only thing you should do.