A special bath

Laying down with her eyes closed, I don't think Erica's able to tell me which day of the week it is. She looks totally out of it, beautifully ****. I stand up, both feet between her legs, turn the water off and contemplate that naked teen beneath me. Her pussy still glistening and contracting along with her ass. The same ass I was just toying with. I can fucking taste her in my mouth, and my dick is pointing to the ceiling.

The pooled water level isn't high enough to cover her nose, so she's comfortably napping on my bathtub. Only she forgot this is all for ME, not her. The fact that I was getting her off was all part of MY fun. And it was time to remind her of this.

"Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead." - With a twist on the water handle I switch it to cold water and bring the handle up. I turn it back on, pointing down at her. It takes less than a second for the cold water to hit Erica's back.

"Ahhhhhhh fuuuuuck!!" - Yelling, Erica attempts to get up, but I step on her ass and keep her down.

"Where do you think you're going, Miss O'Keefe?"

"Ahhh Mr. Archer!! Please, I hate cold water! I hate it!"

"Then maybe you shouldn't be sleeping on the job, right?" - I now start spraying it all over her naked body. Legs, feet, back, head, everywhere I can aim for.

"Nooo stop! Stop! Please, Mr. Archer! Please?! Stop! I hate it, omg , I hate this! I hate it! Arrrghm I'll do anything, please?! Anything, just please turn the warm water on again!"

"Anything, huh? Now that's interesting..." - I reply still spraying her.

"Yes, yes! Please?! Please?! I'm so cold! It's so fucking cold!"

"Hmmm, I don't know... not sure I can believe that..." - I increase the water pressure even more, really getting her soaked and splashed. I keep my foot firmly on her ass, stopping any attempts to leave.

"Arghghghhghh fuuuck, please, please, please, please, stop, please!!!"

"You want me to stop, do you? You want warmth?"

"YES! Yes! Please, Mr. Archer it's freezing!"

"C'mon it's not THAT bad, is it?" - I continue the **** increasing the water flow a tad more.

"Grhhhhggm yes it is! Fuck, please!? Make it warm!"

"Hmm alright, you win. I'll make it warm, but I don't wanna hear any complaints from you, got it?"

"I won't, I swear! I won't! Please..."

Smiling, I grab my erect cock and try to focus. With deep breaths I can feel it coursing through my body. Slowly it builds up and with some effort I'm able to finally do it.

A small, shy first squirt of piss drips out splashing on Erica's back. It's not enough to warm her, but it's enough for her feel the warmth of it.

"Hmmm" - Erica utters unaware of what it is.

"Is that better?"

"Yes! Much better! More, Mr. Archer!"

Her body is shivering, her words barely understandable. She's helplessly trying to look back at me.

"Okay, sweetie, let's get you warm..."

I let out a larger, stronger stream of piss hit the top of her back and neck. This time I'm able to hold it and it flows freely.

"Omg, yes... ahhhh"

Sighing beneath me, Erica stops tensing her body. Her muscles relax and she goes back to relaxing. Until she smells it.

"What's this smell?"

Opening her eyes, Erica sees the color of the water she lying on.

"Omg! Mr. Archer?! Are you... are you fucking peeing right now?! Is this pee?"

Desperately, Erica starts fighting to get up, but my strategically positioned foot and the slipperiness of the bathtub dissuade her fast.

"Mr. Archer?!"

"You said you wanted warmth. I'm giving it to you..."

"No! Water, I want water! Stop, please stop, Mr. Archer! Eeew" - Erica starts whining and pretending to cry.

"We both know you're not crying Erica, that's just immature."