more humiliation

"I am so going to rip your head off!" said Cassie, still somewhat blinded by the oil.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," I said.

"I think you're going to have a problem washing that oil off, especially from your hair. Maybe this will make it easier." I picked up a bag of flour and open it. Walking over I threw the flour on Jane, coating her.

"You, agkh, bitch! achk!" said Cassie.

She looked totally foolish covered in a coating of flour on top of the oil.

I made sure the video camera I had hidden in an air vent was still getting a clear view.

"Oh, I'm just warming up, bitch!" you say, "and I don't think you should be so mean to me. Better be nice, OK?"

"Fuck you!" she said.

"Wrong answer!" I said with mock displeasure.