Sent off

"Get dressed," ordered one of the men, "and no, you can't wash up first."

"Yes, sir," said Elisabeth meekly. She could smell cum and piss and feel the warm piss dripping down ehr hair to her back as she stood up. She put on her underwear over her dripping pussy and anus, and the liquids started to soak into her panties. She pulled her jeans on then her shirt. She felt disgusted by the fact she had enjoyed this humiliation and part of her felt defeated and helpless.

One of the men shoved a large shopping bag in her hands. "You'll dress in these and report back here at 7 pm sharp. Today, you'll go to the front desk and tell them to put this room and any charges to it on your tab. Go about your daily routine. We want to see you out and about enjoying yourself. Now leave."

"Yes, sir." Elisabeth slunk out then hurried as fast as she could to her room hoping no one would notice a famous actress with cum and piss on her face and head. A few people saw her, and she hoped and prayed she passed them fast enough they wouldn't notice anything and smelled the piss at worst.

Back in her room, Elisabeth dumped the contents of the bag out. In it was a pink leather micro mini skirt, a pink halter top with Bimbo! on it in pink glitter, a pair of pink latex platform shoes, a tube of pink lipstick, pink eyeshadow, and a big pink hair bow. She sighed then went to take a long, hot shower, washing her hair and face three times.