Chapter 12
by 
MoteDog
What happens next?
Orgasm and the Dominating Submissive
Casandra took her hands off the restroom counter to Tiff Hardy's invading hand! Two, female, manicured fingers were pushing themselves in and out of Cas's private place without her consent!
"Don't stop me! You want to be fired?"
Cas immediately put her hands back on the counter. "No," she whined. But how was being, being.... The word was too horrid to think. And it was by a woman! She was supposed to be a Bottom. She wasn't supposed to be aggressive! She was registered as a Feminist, but was she really... "You're a lesbian?" she half-accused.
"Are you?"
She wanted her to be, right? But he blonde shook her head. "I, I don't think I am."
"Good." Tiffany placed the hand not causing the obscene, sticky sounds on her shoulder, patting her.
This confused her more. "You don't want me to like this? That's mean!" The blonde gripped the sink, trying not to suffer. But she didn't even go in herself when she jilled off!
"If you like it, you'll be want more and be leaking again. The Health Department won't like it. You'll be fired."
Cas yelped as the logic hit her. "But I'm leaking now!" Just knowing it was wrong made her more aware of the flow of her lubricating juices! And of the smell of sex that was filling the small room.
"Cum, cum, cum!" Tiff said, putting more **** in her voice and the fingers she was shoving up the girl's puss. "Get it all out of you! Get so satiated you don't want to think of having any more! Then you won't leaking. Not that way, at least."
"What if I can't be satisfied!?" She did have that problem. It left her frustrated too often.
"Then we will know you are an Exhibitionist."
"Or a slut." And she was coming onto the brink! Normally it took her a long while before she could get this far. And as far as reaching blast-off, that took more-
The cry of orgasm surprised her and echoed loudly off the tile walls and floor of the men's room.