Brie Larson gets taken down a peg - Part 17

-Karen, I need you to stop the car...

-What? I can't stop here...

-I need to go to the restroom… right now… it’s an emergency... I don't think I can hold it much longer...

In the distance, Karen sees a gas station on the side of the road and heads towards it. Brie feels the cold sweat running down her spine and knows that she will not be able to contain this vowel movement any longer. As soon as the car stops, she runs out of it.

The agent gets out of the vehicle and follows her client. She finds her squatting between two cars, crying. Karen stands there for a few seconds, enjoying the view. During the years that she has been working for Brie, she had to tolerate her client’s arrogant and bossy attitude plenty of times. Seeing her in such a humiliating position feels like a well-deserved payback for all the abuses that she had to endure.

-Why are you crying now?

-Karen… I pooped my pants again… I didn’t make it on time… Look, they’re all stained… Waaaaaah…

Karen looks down at her, relishing this moment of glory. “Not looking so cocky now, are you? You deserve this for all the times you shouted at me, you bitch”, she thinks. Brie can’t stop crying. Will this nightmare ever end?

-Here… -Karen gives her client a pack of tissues to clean herself-. Oh, gosh, you really stained your pants bad… You can’t get in the car like this.

-And what do you want me to do? Waaah…

Brie cleans her butt, still crying, not knowing what to do or say. Karen looks around and sees that there is a car wash area attached to the gas station.

-Look, there’s a hose in there. We can give you a quick rinse…

-What? Somebody could see us!

-There’s nobody here, Brie… Plus, after showing yourself off in front of all the press earlier tonight, I think it’s a bit late for you to be modest. Come on, give me your pants. They’re disgusting.

Brie takes off her stained sweatpants and gives them to Karen. Dressed in only a t-shirt and flip-flops, she follows her agent. A few meters away, they see a bin and Karen throws the dirty pants in it.

-What am I gonna wear?

-Well, certainly not those. I’m not letting you stain my car’s tapestry with poo.

After everything that has happened tonight, Brie barely feels capable of contradicting her agent, and continues to walk towards the car wash, sheepishly. When they arrive, Karen grabs the hose and instructs Brie to give her the t-shirt and stand in front of her with her hands on her head. Brie finds it embarrassing, but decides not to waste time arguing. After all, she understands that she can’t sit in the car like this, so she accepts this last humiliation as a necessary evil. She takes off her t-shirt and handles it to her agent, remaining completely naked except for the pair of flip-flops.

-There we go! -announces Karen, while opening the water valve. She is enjoying this whole situation beyond belief. After years of being diminished by her client, seeing her eat humble pie feels extremely satisfactory. When the cold water hits Brie’s body, making her shiver, her agent has to contain herself not to laugh out loud-. Part your butt-cheeks, so I can rinse well in there.

Brie does as instructed. She cannot believe everything that is happening to her tonight. There she is, standing on a car wash in a cold night, buck naked, parting her buttocks to offer an unobstructed view of her anal passage, while being rinsed with freezing water like a dog.

Little did she imagine what was ahead of her when she arrived at the venue earlier tonight, with her beautiful dress and stylish shoes, feeling superior to everybody… And little does she imagine now that things are about to get even worse.