A less kind guest

She laid there, moaning gently in the hallway, her pussy on display and the spoon+her skirt looking like a planted flag. "Ugh! What the fuck is this!" said a guest, clearly disgusted as she stormed up to the bent over maid

She kicked her a little with her shoe. "Excuse me! Do you call this service!?". Autumn only moaned in response. The guest rolled her eyes. "I'd like to speak to your manager!" she declared, again without much response.

The woman was getting impatient and was incredulous. She paid good money to be here and would be taking this _disrespect _from _the help. _She squatted down and grabbed the spoon, jamming it further in Autumn's puss and pushing it upwards.

"Oh god oh fuck" cried Autumn as she pushed herself to one knees, her feet and then onto her toes to try and reduce the pain in her peach.

"Good. Now, you're going to come with me until I find a manager. Now _walk." _she said as she pushed the spoon forward, causing Autumn to walk with her.

Autumn tried to walk fast enough to ease the pain but it was hard when she could barely waddle, the pain, spoon and hand between her legs making long strides difficult. The went down the hall, the guest making certain she'd twist the spoon until she turned to go around corners, like a terrible joystick

As the were walking, a man exited a room holding a newspaper. He saw the two women and rolled his eyes. "Christ Marie, why you gotta be such a ball buster all the time, we're on holiday" he said, holding his head in exasperation. Marie stopped and glared at him. "It's not about balls, it's about respect!" she said, getting a little hysterical and inadvertently plunging the spoon to new depths that made Autumn's face turn the slightest shade of green. "Besides," she said, working the spoon to get Autumn to turn around and bend over, exposing her to the man, "this one doesn't have balls to bust so it's different"

The man looked down in shock at the slightly glistening pussy presented before him and forgot whatever retort he had. Marie, apparently satisfied, shoved the spoon forward so Autumn shuffled on, still bent over.