Humiliated and aroused.

“Jesus,” I said as I looked down, one eye plastered shut with jizz. “How much do you cum?”

A thick globule hung from one nipple, and I scoped it up to suck it off my fingers. Craig laughed as he played with his phone. “A lot,” he said, “your uber will be here in five. Better get dressed.”

I looked at him, “What? I’m covered in cum. I need a shower or at least a towel.”

He shook his head, “Not this time. This time you get dressed as is, go home and shower there. Better hope you get there before Marky.”

I was surprised when I heard myself moan, humiliated and degraded. I was to go home covered in his cum, with my clothes sticking to me. “You’re shitting me, right?”

He shook his head, “No if you ever want me to fuck you, you will get dressed and get the fuck out of my house.”

I shuddered and moaned again as I stood up, “Yes, sir,” I said meekly, and he smiled again. I quickly pulled on my skirt, followed by my top and its white fabric became translucent. Then I looked at my jacket, I couldn’t wear that, it would be ruined. So, holding it in one hand, I left, covered in cum. Craig didn’t even see me out or say goodbye. I took myself, my yogurt and my jacket and left.

Outside, a car pulled up. The driver smiled broadly. “Craig’s slut?” he asked.

I shuddered again, “Is that what he said my name was?” I asked him.

He nodded, “Get in, sit on the plastic.”

I opened the door and saw that there was indeed, a transparent plastic sheet. It was cold and uncomfortable to sit on. As the car pulled away, I pulled the seatbelt around me, which was also coated in plastic. “So, he’s done this before?” I asked.

The driver nodded, “Yep, pays me well to pick up his sluts and drive them home. Also, if they aren’t too messy, sometimes they are so horny they blow me or ride me. Don’t know what he does to get them so hot, but damn, it’s fun.”

I was just another slut for Craig, which made me feel worthless. At the same time, I shuddered in arousal. I was just a helpless slut for Mark’s boss, which turned me on so much.

Just as I was getting home, I got a message from Mark saying he was on his way. I said goodbye to the driver and told him maybe next time he could fuck me. He smiled back, “Looking forward to it, Red.”

Inside I hung up my jacket, put the yogurt in the fridge, and ran to the laundry. I peeled my cum soaked clothes off me and threw them in the washing machine before running to the shower. It took me so long to work the cum from my hair that Mark came into the bathroom before I was done.

“Hey Kim, have a nice night?” He asked me as he pulled the shower screen open and started to strip off.

“It was alright,” I replied nonchalantly. I noticed his erection and smiled at him. “If you are hoping to put that somewhere, I would love that, but aren’t you forgetting something?” I asked him.

He reached into one of the bathroom drawers and pulled out a condom, “Stashed them all over the house, so they will always be at hand.

He stepped into the shower, and I turned around and knelt, “I want to taste you,” I said.

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