Chapter 8

Kristen looked dejectedly down at my hand between her thighs and then back up at me. I could still see the belligerence in her expression. “Would you please take your hand away,” she said. “I have to go to the bathroom.”

Even after an intense fucking while she talked to her own mother on the telephone, she still was filled with haughty pride. I continued to rub her full warm pussy for another minute as I simply stared at her.

Finally, I took my hand away. “OK, Kristen, you may go to the bathroom now, but I am coming along to help.”

“WHAT?!” she almost shouted in disbelief.

“You heard me, now get going, Lynn will be home soon and we both need to get cleaned up for her. We have a long night ahead of us.”

The young teen looked at me icily once more and then turned on her heal and started back down the hall to the living room. She went straight to the bathroom and walked through the open door. I was right behind her when she quickly tried to shut the door in front of me. I just grabbed the door, pushed it open and shoved her through. I took her by the hair and marched her over to the toilet.

“Owwwww,” she whined, bringing her hands up to mine. “Your hurting...”

I released her hair and spun her around. “Sit down and pee,” I commanded. With a tremendously embarrassed look, the teenager squatted on the toilet, her knees drawn tightly together. She looked up at me with nervous eyes. I hoped that this further dose of humiliation would bring the strong willed young girl into line, but I had my doubts.

“Well?” I prompted staring hard at her.

She squirmed on the toilet seat and said, “I can’t do it with you watching me.”

“Try harder,” I said, and spread those legs, “I want to see.”

She separated her legs a couple of inches and shivered. I knelt down in front of her and grabbed her knees. She tried to resist, but I spread her thighs wide apart. I looked closely at her pretty pussy suspended over the water in the porcelain bowl. I saw a drop of my cum drip from her and land in the water, “plink”. I looked back up at the blushing young girl and said, “Push!”

“Ohhhh...” she whined.

I saw her flat tummy bulge as she flexed her muscles. Nothing. “I just can’t,” she moaned pitifully.

“Young lady, you had better start pissing right now or I am going to pull you off that toilet and fuck you until you do. Do I make myself clear?”

Kristen just stared at me in shock and said nothing. She looked down between her spread thighs, my hands still on her knees, and bore down. Again I saw her tummy flex.

Finally a little trickle started, then the flow picked up. Quickly I reached between her thighs and cupped her pussy. Immediately she clenched, cut off the flow of her urine and clamped her firm thighs closed on my hand. I looked up at her. She was flushed bright red.

“Open your legs, Kristen,” I told her.

“But...” she started.

“I said spread those legs.” I pinched one of her tender labia.

“Owwww!” she cried as her legs opened wide for me.

“That’s better,” I said as I rubbed her gently. Her eyes met mine with a look of utter disbelief and then she looked away. “Look at me, Kristen and finish what you started,” I said nodding at the toilet.

“But your hand,” she whined. Still looking away.

“Look at me, Kristen,” I said squeezing her plump wet pussy. Slowly she looked up and locked eyes with me. I smiled at her seeing the frustration and humiliation I was looking for in her blue eyes.

“Now go ahead and finish peeing,” I said staring at the embarrassed girl. “Pay no attention to my hand if that will help, I don’t care, just do it now,” I said in a more commanding tone.

I saw the concentration in her gaze as she bore down once more. I moved a finger into her warm wet slit still slick with cum and rubbed her gently. I could feel her little piss hole kind of bulge outward just above her vagina as she pushed. She began to tremble with the effort and humiliation. “That’s it, baby,” I said rubbing her. “Push, baby. That’s right.”

Finally I felt her warm urine on my hand once more. She let out a long sigh as her tummy relaxed. I cupped my hand and let it fill with her hot urine. She had lowered her eyes in her relief.

“Look at me, baby,” I said as I rubbed a handful of her urine up onto her full pussy. “Oh god,” she groaned, a look of disgust on her pretty face. She must have really had to go because her flow never abated as I rubbed more of her piss into her hot cunt. I dipped one finger up into her sticky vagina and then out and back to rub over her flowing piss hole.

“Oh no, please,” she whimpered as I allowed my cupped hand to fill once more. As I rubbed this last handful of urine all over her young pussy, I moved one finger back down her slit past her vaginal opening and then pushed it up into her tight ass hole. I held my hand tightly against her full pussy allowing the last of her piss to run down against her and dribble through my fingers. I held my hand there for a while after she had finished as I slowly fucked my finger in and out of her tight little ass.

I looked her in the eye and said, “How do you like that, baby? Does it feel good to pee while I finger that tight little ass hole of yours? Do you like it when I rub your piss into your hot cunt?”

She just stared.

“Well, baby, do you?” I asked again.

“No,” she said meekly.

I continued to finger fuck her. “You don’t? Good! that’s good,” I said smiling up at the distressed teen. “Because if you’re good, I won’t have to come up with little games like this to punish you, although I kind of enjoyed it myself.”

I slowly and evenly fucked her ass as I stared at her. “Don’t look down, honey. I want you to tell me you are sorry for acting the way you did earlier.” The look Kristen gave me could have stopped a bus.

“Now, now,” I said pushing my finger deeper into her.

“Ohhhh ... owww!” she moaned as she tried to shift her butt on the seat.

“Don’t say something you will regret, baby. Just tell me you’re sorry, and I’ll stop.”

“OK,” she said acidly. “I’m sorry!!”

“That didn’t sound too sincere, Kristen. Why don’t you give me a little kiss to prove to me that you mean it.” I could feel the electricity of her frustration as she battled to control her anger. “Kiss me, Kristen. Let me know you’re sorry for being a bad girl.”

I didn’t move a muscle except for my constantly fucking finger in her ass. I wanted to make her lean to me. Slowly the young teen leaned forward on the toilet seat. I watched her fiery blue eyes as she pressed her sweet lips to mine and gave me a quick little kiss.

“Now tell me you’re sorry,” I told her.

“I’m sorry for being bad,” she murmured much more humbly this time.

“Good, that’s good, baby. I’m satisfied that you mean it. Thank you. Your apology is accepted.”

Slowly I removed my finger from her tight anus and stood up. She slumped down putting her elbows on her knees. “I’ll leave you now, honey. You go ahead and finish up and take a shower. When you’re finished, I’ll take one.” I turned and walked out of the bathroom.

I gave the young woman about ten minutes before I went back into the bathroom. She was still in the shower as I had hoped. I crossed the room to the shower, opened the door and stepped into the steamy cubicle with the startled young teenager.

“What?!” she said fearing the worst. She backed to the other side of the stall.

“Nothing,” I said. “I just thought I’d join you. Want me to wash your back?”

“Um, well ... OK, I guess,” she replied pensively.

I took the washcloth from her and laid it over my shoulder. “Turn around,” I said gently. I took her long wet hair in both hands and carefully laid it around her right shoulder. I then soaped up the washcloth and began to gently scrub her shoulders, her narrow back and waist. She reached out and placed her palms flat on the wall of the shower enclosure to steady herself.

When I had her pretty well lathered up, I dropped the rag and used my hands to massage her shoulders, working out the knots of fear and anger. I worked my way down the centre of her back using my thumbs to kneed the firm muscles beneath her flawlessly smooth skin. As I rubbed her I had to admire her lovely trim figure; narrow waist slim hips and shoulders.