Barely

You don’t know how long she’s been cutting off your air, so focused on breathing and trying to please her. When she finally gets off, she looks dissatisfied. “I guess I should have expected you couldn’t get me off. Still you mildly tried. Your not getting a signature, but I will give you a tip for your effort.”

With that she bends over, slowly letting a wad of saliva drop down into your open mouth. “There you go, I hope you can appreciate the gift. Have fun toilet bitch!”

With that she leaves you, bound and humiliated, and nothing to show for it. Soon a plethora of other girls enter and leave. Some decide to use you, either simply to humiliate you, or to hurt your exposed body with pinches or light stepping, especially on your still hard cock. Some still actually see you as a tool, a quick pleasure station or in one case a urinal. Through all the uses, not a single one signed off you satisfied them. In fact, some took the marker to write on you instead! Across your forehead was ‘toilet bitch,’ over your cock was ‘useless’ and all across your body were derogatory words.

With all your effort and only humiliation to show for it, you were on the brink of openly crying. They were all so cruel, and you hated this. Still, your body betrayed you, as the slightest interaction left you massively hard and horny.