Clean up

He dragged you down off the counter and onto the floor, before presenting you with his dirty cock.

No longer was the grossness an extra layer of humiliation that you were going to get off on, instead it was just gross.

You took his cock into your mouth, licking it clean. The taste alone was going to make you gag. You could taste his semen, your pussy juice, and the taste of your own ass.

Still guiding your head, he pushed you towards the pool of cum on the counter, which he made you lick clean.

"Stand up and stay still," he commands.

You oblige, standing there, cum dripping off the side of your mouth, and out of your ass and onto the side of your leg, as you wonder what he has in store for you.

You hear the click of a camera, before spotting it. You attempt to slap it away from him, but he pushes you.

"This will be your punishment for trying to steal from me. I will keep this as a reminder of what you look like, just in case you come again."

"Now we are done," the Indian man said, slapping your behind, before gathering his clothes.