Slight reflection

You wipe the cum from your face and stand up.

"Get changed and leave, now."

"Don't worry, I won't send the picture to Amy or anyone else" Mike reassures you.

"You're fucking insane" you reply.

"Maybe, but we both know you enjoyed that" he winks, as he walks out of the room.

"Fuck."

"Fuck."

"FUCK."

You think, as you try to process what just happened.

You were face fucked, used, abused by the guy who tormented you since childhood. And you fucking loved it.

You've never felt so submissive.

So weak.

So pathetic.

So humiliated.

And for some reason, it makes you fucking horny.

You can't explain it, but you're dripping in excitement.

Your tiny little dick is begging to be let out of it's prison.

"I can't believe I let him do that to me" You think, as you scan the room for your boy clothes.

"I'll be taking these." Mike says, appearing in the doorway, holding up the clothes.

"What the fuck?"

"Jenny left some clothes on the floor there. Can't guarantee their not covered in cum, though." Mike laughs.

"I'll leave you to get changed" Mike adds, before turning and leaving the room.