foiled

Britney looked at the substance, it looked and felt like semen. She did a full body sigh. She dusted the end tables. She felt totally humiliated, waggling her ass over the end tables and was thankful no one, even Lash, was witnessing this.

The bulb end of the feather duster stopped throbbing, but then the penis shaped end of the toilet brush gag started to poke deeper into her mouth then receded then poked again as if it was face fucking her. Britney knew what she had to do next.

She went into the closest bathroom. She found some toilet bowl cleaner and sprayed it under the rim of the toilet. She then knelt down and started bobbing her head in and out of the toilet as she scrubbed it with the brush/gag.

This was just as humiliating as the feather duster and again she was thankful no one was there to see it. She finished and the gag stopped pulsating.

She got up and flushed the toilet. She took the toilet bowl cleaner and went to find another bathroom. She went upstairs. She saw the door to a bathroom and the door to the room where she stripped. She slowly walked to the bathroom, but at the last minuted bolted to the bedroom where her clothes were.

She ran into the room. As she entered, the butt plug and the gag started pulsating and throbbing and started squirting the sticky, white substance in copious amounts. She knew the taste. It tasted like semen, but she couldn't figure out how it was producing so much.

She looked for her clothes and cell phone, but couldn't find them. The anal plug thrust further and harder, forcing Britney to her knees. The liquid leaked out of her ass and over the gag. Her uniform massaged her breasts and nipples. She collapsed to her knees.