Wash Her Mouth Out

Skyler moved back and swung Roxanne toward her before turning her back and sending her front first into the sink. She grabbed a tuft of Roxanne’s orange hair and **** her head into the sink.

Using her knee planted into Roxanne’s lower back to pin her, Skyler used her free hand to take the spray hose. She clicked the button, and a powerful jet of freezing cold water sprayed Roxanne’s head and face, soaking her spiky hair flat to her head.

Roxanne shrieked and kicked her feet petulantly against the cupboard beneath. Skyler could only laugh.

“That’s my hair.” Roxanne grasped for Skyler’s hair with her nails. “I’ll kill you.”

Skyler tapped her hard with the hose. “Shhhhh…”

“Don’t shush me, you fuck.”

Skyler sighed. “You never learn, do you.” She thrust a punch into her kidneys, driving the wind out of Roxy yet again.

Dropping the spray hose next to the sink, Skyler once again used her free hand to squeeze out the dish detergent onto the back of the captive Roxy’s neck. She covered her palm in the green gel and smothered Roxanne’s face in it.

Roxanne coughed and spluttered as she tried to spit out the detergent that had made its way into her mouth.

“Something your daddy should have done with you a long time ago.” Skyler finished rubbing the suds all around her face and hair. “Hope you’ve learned that lesson.”

Skyler completed this phase of her punishment by giving Roxanne yet another hair wash, eliciting yet more shrieks from the beaten teen. Finally, she gave Roxanne a break by tossing her to the ground, her soaking hair matted to her head, the carefully manicured style ruined.