I stood, smoothed my short skirt over my pert, round butt and swayed from the room elegantly, teasing the men who watched open-mouthed. I checked no-o...e was watching as I turned the corners until I got to Filing Room 2A. My home away from home. My room-mate had had her boyfriend over all night and their cries had got me throbbing, dripping and jealous through the walls. Only the thought of the orgasm I would have with my toys today had stopped me from fingering myself until I cried out louder. I’m definitely getting that cock again.”“I understand.”“Of course you do, cucky.” She added a smile to her comment that I think she meant to be playful.“So that’s everything?”“Ha! Wasn’t that enough?”“Yeah, I guess so actually.”“Well, there is something else that I want to tell you. I wanted to bring Darren home with me so that we could do it again. I literally begged him to come fuck me in my own bed, but he wouldn’t. He was a little weirded out because you were here. I told him that you were. I am sore and tired. I fall asleep and wake up after a while with you staring down at me. He asks if I am ok. I say yes, sir. Good, lets go I ask where and you say 1st to the shower and then back into the living room. We are going to play a little different. No more sex right now, but you are still being punished. Before we go to the shower, you bend me over your knee and slide a nozzle in my ass. I feel myself filling with a liquid I realize that you are doing an enema. I say, Please no and he. "The details of the memory are too painful for Jennifer to articulate and, in any case, she is too frightened to do so because she has not been given permission. Instead, she continues to talk about her feelings."I pop open the cap and squeeze out the toothpaste onto the brush. It is a baby pink colour."I can hear someone telling me: 'Open your mouth and brush your teeth.'" I hesitatingly open my mouth. I feel embarrassed to do it. Humiliated. For some reason, it feels like a sexual violation..