Not if Matt has anything to say about it.

You're just about to leave the room when you hear Lucy's belly gurgle.

"Oh god! What the hell?! I need to go to the toilet now!" Lucy panics and begins to stand up.

"You don't have permission to go to the toilet." Matt says casually.

"I BEG YOUR PARDON?!" Lucy is completely outraged.

"You still aren't acting like a good submissive servant." Matt complains. "And until you do, I'm going to keep making your life a misery. Starting with this."

Matt saunters over to the stationery cupboard at a relaxed pace. Taking a large pencil holder, he tips all the pencils out onto the ground.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Mrs. Kellum demands.

"I'm going to use it to sexually torment Lucy." Matt explains.

"Ah. Carry on then. Just make sure those pencils aren't left on the floor when you leave." Mrs. Kellum approves, and then turns back to her work.

"Push John's cum out into this." Matt instructs Lucy.

"This is so humiliating." Lucy complains, but takes the large opaque cylinder from her new master and holds it underneath her butt, in a squatting position.

She's right, it is. You don't know what's more disgraceful - the wet bubbling sound her butt makes as she pushes your cum out, or the pitter-patter sound your cum makes as it lands in the pencil holder.

"Happy?" Lucy demands, holding the asscum container as far away from her nose as possible.

"So far, yes." Matt says.