I walked a few steps behind her in the cool evening air. It was dark. The street lamps lit the way and it was quiet except for the rhythmical clicking of her high heels on the pavement and the hum of an occasional car in the distance. She didn't say a word and didn't even look at me, but I knew where we were going.
Soon we reached her apartment. She opened the door and I followed her inside the dark building and up the winding stairs for two floors. I had been there several times before but the steps surprised me and made me stumble once on the way up. I caught up with her in front of her apartment door when she was taking out the key. Once inside she flicked the lights on, and the sudden brightness of her pink coat made my eyes hurt for a second. She turned towards me as I closed the door behind me.
The fresh air had made Mia's cheeks red and she had sobered up completely, not a hint of the giggling girl who had said goodbye to Cate at the restaurant. She looked straight at me for a few seconds and then knowingly down at her long black boots. I took the hint and hurried down on my knees, pulled her feet out of the boots. Afterwards she kept standing there demanding my attention. I looked up at her.
"I still can't believe what you did today," she said in a hurt voice. I bent my head. There wasn't anything I could say to make up for my attack on her earlier. I had been determined not to let her blackmail me with the video and ended up being a little too harsh, which I deeply regretted afterwards; especially because she showed me the second recording. Whereas the first one was somewhat innocent, the second video was just... awful. Now I was completely in her mercy, and she wasn't in a good mood.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" My head jerked back up. "What do you have to say?!"
"I'm sorry," I said in a weak voice. Then with a bit more passion: "Please, it was a huge mistake! Forgive me, it will never happen again!"
"Damn right it will never happen again! I OWN you now, you know that, don't you? I can make you do ANYTHING I want because you're so afraid!" I looked down. "Or maybe you're not afraid? Maybe you want to play the hero again? Well, do you?!" Her arms crossed in front of her chest.
I didn't say anything. I didn't want to play the hero again. I wanted to ride this one off, forget the whole thing and return to how things had been before. Of course, thing's couldn't be exactly like before. I still couldn't believe the humiliations she had put me through during the last 24 hours. It was bad enough WHAT she made me do, but THE WAY she made me do it... Commanding me, sneering at me, gloating at me, treating me as her... her slave! I had never been so indignant in my whole life. But I couldn't see a way out right now. There was no way I could cross her...
"I think our hero's dead," she said mockingly,"which means I'm left with an obedient pet." She put her hands on her hips and kept looking down at me. "But I want to hear it from you. What will it be? Hero or pet?" I clenched my teeth and forced myself to calm down. I wanted intensely to get up from my knees, spit her in the face and storm out into freedom and the cool evening air. But there really was no option. She had the recordings...
"Pet," I said in a low voice looking down.
Her coat landed on the floor around her feet with a thud, and she stepped out of the pink puddle.
"Get my coat, pet... And be in my bathroom in one minute... naked."
She patted my cheek, then left me in the entrance.
Coat. One minute. Naked. I sighed and got to my feet with the coat in my hands, hung it on the rack, and after another sigh began taking off my clothes.
I was at the bathroom door with only my boxers on. I pulled them down and stepped out of them before knocking carefully.
"Come in!"
I opened the door. Mia was sitting on the toilet reading a magazine, naked. Her clothes lay in a heap on the bathroom floor. She signalled me closer and pointed to a spot on the floor in front of her. I knelt down facing her. She held the magazine forward.
"Hold this for me," she commanded. I had to hold it with my arms straightened, but at least it was shielding my eyes from hers. The gentle sound of running water told me she was peeing.
"Turn!"
I flipped the page awkwardly from my kneeling position while trying to keep the magazine still. A few minute went by. My arms were starting to ache. Suddenly she let out a fart that resonated in the silent bathroom. It was followed by an angle like sigh of pleasure and a giggle.
"Oh my... Must've been the meat!"
The next second I saw her stomach muscles tense from beneath the magazine, followed by the plumping sounds from the toilet. Another sigh of relief. The smell of shit reached my nostrils with a few seconds delay.
"Turn!"
I turned to the next page. After another minute she took the magazine from my hands. I let my hands fall down with relief and shifted my weight to get up. Mia's voice stopped me.
"Unfortunately," she said without hiding a gloating smile, "I've run out of paper..." I watched her as she slowly spread her legs, her smile widening at the same rate. She leaned back and supported one elbow on the toilet body. The now all too familiar view of her pink pussy became visible in the bathroom lighting. I saw a few drops shining in her trimmed dark pubic hairs.
"I think I have a napkin in my jacket..." I tried, pointing behind me towards the entrance.
"You should've brought it, then, shouldn't you?"
"I can just quickly..."
"No you can't. You are JUST where I want you to be..."
I swallowed. She just sat there with a big smile of expectation. I moved closer on my knees. Swallowed once more. This was absolutely disgusting! She had just peed! I was wondering about the impact this could have on my health.
"Are you waiting for me to air dry, boy?"
I leaned forward. The stench of urine and feces grew stronger. I came closer, closed my eyes, swallowed once more, and moved in with my tongue. Her lips felt moist, soft and warm as my tongue made contact. The taste wasn't as bad as I'd imagined. I got the job done in a few determined movements and sat back. She looked at me with glee in her shining eyes, then looked down to inspect my work.
"You missed my bush..."
I moved in and labbed at her short pussy hairs, feeling them scratch back at my tongue. She was satisfied this time. But she wasnt' done with me yet. She got up, turned around, and sat down once more, this time facing the toilet body. She placed her elbows on the trunk of the toilet and slid back so that the tip of her ass was just off the toilet board. She arched her back in a feline manner and looked at me over her shoulder.
"The cleaning continues..." she whispered.
I looked at her in horror, then at her asshole. The darkness of the center seemed darker than usual and more moist. For a second the smell from the toilet overwhelmed me and made my stomach turn. Now way! I couldn't do that! The bacteria from her ass could cause serious... My thoughts were interupted by Mia.
"Actually..." she said in a calm voice, "... I hope that you'll disobey me..." I pointed my ears in suspicion and waited for her to go on. I looked up at her naked arching back.
"I really hope you will..." she repeated, still with her face turned towards the wall. "That will give me an excuse to show how serious I'm about this. It's such a shame to keep all the nice recordings to myself, too! I imagine getting the girls together for a video night, oh I can JUST picture the look on their faces! Haha! It's too bad that the boys will miss it, though... No wait, they can watch it on youtube. I'm going to enjoy this SO..."
I moved in. The first lick was the worst, and after a few rounds it felt as "usual" (oh no, it had already become usual!). I could feel her ring muscle contract and relax successively as my tongue ran tightly over it. The excited panting from above told me that she was enjoying my licking. After a short while it felt clean and I gave it the last couple of licks before retracting my face.
"Get back! You're not done yet!" she said with a husky voice. I shifted forward and continued licking her asshole.
"Look here!"
I looked up into the small round lens of her mobile phone. Reflexively, I sat back, but she had already taken the picture. She studied it and nodded with a smile, then stood up. She flushed the toilet - I've never been so relieved by that sound! - put the lid down and sat down facing me.
"Wanna see?"
I didn't really, but she held her phone screen in my direction. A lower back, an ass, a face - my face - with an extracted tongue. I looked down, blushing.
"I have others..." she said, still showing me the screen.
It turned out she had taken a few shots of me and Cate earlier that evening. There was one from under the table at the restaurant. I was kneeling and holding Cate's foot, my tongue between her toes. Then there were three from the bathroom: a close-up of my face where my tongue was pushed inside Cate's asshole, another showing the same scene from further away, and the last one taken from behind me showing a smiling Cate looking straight at the camera and me spreading her ass cheeks with my hands and my face burried deeply in between them.
Mia laughed at my expression. As she stood up I couldn't help noticing that her pussy had become moist. She looked at me and smiled.
"Grab my clothes and come," she said and clapped her naked thigh as she went out of the bathroom.
I picked up her heap of clothes and followed her to her room. It was a spacious apartment, even for two people. On the way we passed the room of the other girl, whom I'd only seen a few times before. The door was slightly open and I noticed with relief that the lights were off. Even then, I caught myself tiptoeing silently past her door - maybe she was just sleeping, and I definitely didn't want to get caught walking around naked in the apartment.
