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Here's the latest chapter of Undercover Humiliation by Cowgirl.
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Undercover Humiliation 7 'Nice Girl' Cowgirl
Jen is sick of her girlfriend Alex's cheating and wants out, but
caves in when the tears flow. Will she cut the cord, or continue
to be Alex's little 'nice girl' forever?
_____
Aside from the bizarre stuff at Noricom and the newspaper, my
person life was unraveling the fastest of all.
Alexandra and I have been 'together' for about two years when I
realized what was going on. It wasn't just us being lesbians, or
her being older, Or her becoming lazy sexually and my doing all
the work.
It was the very real possibility she's fucking another woman
behind my back.
Despite being a very strong, even butch woman when we met (which
I liked), Alex has now become a wimpy whiner. A human barnacle,
sucking the life from me with her lies and games. Whenever I
imply breaking up, a fountain of tears ensure my simpering smile
and promise *never* to leave her, and it was the only those
threats that brought tears to her huge green eyes and appeasing
tasty little tongue rings between my thighs, but not even that
anymore.
It wasn't the sex. What kicked me in the gut was, the ugly fact
that if I didn't act soon, I'd spend the rest of my life lapping
up her bullshit,
...after this Piper woman had *her* fill too!
I tried to forget about it, focus on Noricom and my spiraling
career down the toilet as a newspaper reporter. But when Alex
came home with another woman's long hair on her shoulder, I was
boiling inside.
Tonight I'd tell Alex to STOP seeing this mystery woman, Piper,
(who Alex let slip has long hair, BTW), though I've never seen
the bitch myself, or I really would leave, which I planned too,
despite tears or tongue.
Alex shrugs they're only 'platonic' and Piper has 'trust &
intimacy' issues, which Alex is helping her through, which Alex
refuses to tell me. Last week this Piper manipulates Alex into me
scraping up money so she and Alex can take some 'alternative
lifestyle' extension courses at the community collage. I looked
it up, that's some sort of code for S and M stuff. Great!!!
This night was the capper though, when Alex sheepishly begged me
to provide Piper with a written sexual history of all my past
lovers and anyone I had ever slept with, PLUS their contact phone
numbers so Princess Piper would feel 'safe'.
Get the implication? Apparently I am the untested dirty bitch
here. Nice. Classy, huh? Forget Piper whoever she is, I just I
couldn't believe my own *partner* was asking me thisbullshit!!!!
I wanted to throw up.
There was no fucking *way* I'd tell this bitch what we did in bed
together. Alex was really wimpy and apologetic for asking, and I
disgusted myself for gingerly writing out the personal info like
a fucking idiot. I'm sick of worrying if Alex will be
'devastated' from my leaving. How could she?
Enough is enough!!!!!!!
As we sat in my car, my face grimacing as I spied the 'sexual
personal history' in Alex's purse she'd be sharing with Piper
tonight, I blurted it all out:
"Alex, that's it! I won't spend the rest of my life tolerating
your neurotic 'human barnacle' crap!"
"...huh? What are you talking about?"
"YOU! You're sucking the life out of me . . . of us. Letting
*her* devour all our free time with all sorts of stupid emotional
melodramatic events and non-events! I'm moving out tomorrow. "
"What this 'suck?' I don't get it! Do I suck?"
"Alex, you suck all the time! You're even sucking me....right
now! "
"You're so impossible Jennifer! Give me one example of how I'm
sucking on you? Just one!"
"Well, I'm here in the car, ready to drop you off so you can play
your little games with 'little pal' Piper! That's one way."
"How's that 'sucking' you, huh?"
"I'm not stupid Alex, I *know* what you two are doing in up
there! It's painfully obvious..."
"I've been over this with you a hundred times Jen. Piper's a
troubled soul. He needs our help. There's not many women who'd be
as understand as *you've* been, while I help straighten out her
life..."
"You're fucking her..."
"Don't be vulgar."
"Jesus Christ Alex, your not even gonna *deny* it now? First I
told myself it would pass, you'd get bored, or she would, but now
with how often you with her...it's like....she's more important
to you than *I* am for god's sake!!! Tell me I'm wrong! "
"I'm not going to allow you to draw me into this. Piper's in a
transitional phase, 'relationship' wise. Without me, without
US....what would Piper do? Where would she go? Without you, were
would *I* go for god's sake? I know it's hard, but Jen....Piper's
weak girl inside, and needs my help. Were helping her, your
helping her, with her courses downtown, and by sharing the time I
spend exploring this with her each evening -"
"Then invite me up. Right now, tonight." I glared.
Alex got quiet, then sheepishly looked to Piper's place, the
smiled weakly back to me.
"I'm sorry Jen. Only I can....Piper needs me. You can help best
by..."
"NO Alex, it's over. It's MY money she's blowing on these
'alternative life style' courses your taking, my evenings she's
wasting - with YOU! What do you two DO when I drop you off at
this cunts place for five hours straight, huh? You expect me to
believe you're just 'talking' all that time?"
"What we do.......is...personal. I don't feel like sharing it
when you're being so...mean. I allow Piper to expand her personal
boundaries by limiting mine with scarves, ropes and candles. Role
playing really. She knows not every woman is enlightened enough
to surrender to...well.... Basically....I'm helping her 'heal'."
" ....yeah...'heal'.....I'll bet!"
"Jen, please.... You're a saint. You're 'nice'. We both know
you'll always be there for me, no matter what. If you didn't take
care of me, I'd probably die, and wind up..... (sniff)....lost
and alone."
"Yeah but..." I paused, watching how Alex has found and pushed my
buttons, amazed how all to willing I was to sink into her role of
'nice girl' who was 'overly jealous', instead my current
assignment as a 'dumb dyke' who's stupid enough to stay with a
girlfriend 'cheats, lies, and sucks everything she meets'.
It was tempting, and I warmly, willingly, sunk into it like
quicksand.
"I'm not strong enough to make it on my own, you *know* that. I
know I'm a pain, but if you won't take care of people like me,
who will? And Jen, poor Piper is even worse off than me!?
Alex reached over for my hand, but I jerked it away, tears
staining my red face.
" Maybe we get *carried away* together sometimes, but even when
I'm 'with' her, I still think of you....love you a looooooooot
more, truly, sincerely, okay? "
Alex laid her head on my shoulder as she let her hand drift
across my tummy, stroking it.
"Jennifer.... I do love you. Listen.....I'm helping Piper
explore...some fringier sexual stuff than anything we do. I'm
just helping her get comfortable until she has the courage to
explore people that share her alternative desires. I'm just doing
it....for her."
Alex's hand was now in my panties as I stared ahead in the
driver's seat as she played with my privates. MY eyes flashed to
the night streets, but no one was around. I was a tangled mess of
desire and anger, as I pathetic let me assuage me with her lying
words,
And fingers.
"...I know piper may threaten you, but trust me, she's incredibly
vulnerable right now Jen. She's like the other side of you.
You're my nice girl, she's the naughty half. Please understand
Jen. Don't make me choose between you two. You're actually in
control here. Without your support, the little flame of piper's
budding sexuality and interest in D & S lifestyle could be
snuffed out! "
"Okay. I see. Your doing...god know WHAT with this Piper bitch,
and I'm supposed to not only pay for her sick sex classes at the
learning exchange, but drop you off at her place four times a
week so you can cheer her up and play alternative sex goddess?
Jesus Alex..."
Suddenly Alex whipped her hand from my panties, leaving me
frustrated hanging there as a car pulled into the driveway. Alex
suddenly sat up and beamed happily to a dark figure who rushed
into the place across the street.
"...that's Piper Jen - Sorry. Gotta run! "
Alex reached for the door handle, paused, caught my pouty
expression and playfully brought her fingers to her nose,
sniffing.
"Mmmm...nice. I'll have to finish this later tonight. Don't be a
pouty girl. Pick me up at 11:00 tonight, okay? "
"Maybe I won't be back here tonight?" I pouted.
"Jen...don't be......difficult. 11:00. "She scolded, and I
shrugged an angry broken little nod I'd be back.
Alex bounced up to Piper's apartment as I craned my neck to get a
look, which of course I didn't. Just their darkened figures as
the two kissed and both disappeared behind Piper's doortogether.
_____
The 'nice girl'. Uggghhhh!!!!!
As I drove around town looking for some way to kill the next five
hours like a damned fool, I felt the desire to do something
really 'un-nice'.
Something nasty. Depraved. Sick.
Why should that bitch have all the fun, right?
But instead I just drove to a magazine store next to a cheesy bar
'family girls' often went to, too gutless to enter, but telling
myself, someday, I might walk right into that dyke bar and have a
REREEEEALLY meaningless affair and wipe that stupid smirk of
Alex's face forever!
But I didn't. I just stood there, browsing a skiing magazine,
dope that I was!
"You got a smoke?" A voice behind me asked.
"No, I don't smoke, sorry." I said without looking up. Then I
turned, my breath catching...
She was a tall stunning woman in her forties with the most
amazing hazel eyes. She almost looked like my Alex once had,
years ago. She was decked out in a white furry ankle length coat,
which hid a tempting flash of her spandex clad legs and high
heeled boots. She was a little outlandish looking for a
bookstore, but wouldn't be out of place in the bar next door. She
smiled at my answer.
"Don't apologize. You advertise your desperation, do you know
that? I bet you even apologize to your lover in bed, don't you?"
She laughed with an odd smile.
I was too surprised to be pissed, especially since she was dead
right! I was impressed by her gall and wondered if she was
picking me up, or just brazen. I liked her and smiled back.
"I'm that obvious?"
We both chuckled as her eyes twinkled at me. "Well...I didn't say
it always had to be that way. What's your name?"
"Jen." I sighed, remembering why I was here.
"I'm Cynn. You're not a very happy Jen, are you? "
"No. It's a long story. I don't wanna bore you..." I said,
wanting to bore her desperately.
"Come to my car and have a joint. You do smoke grass, right?"
"Yeah..." I said following her, lying through my teeth but and
feeling incredibly hip and decidedly 'un-nice.'
______
As I choked my ass off and tearfully rolled down her window, she
fought to keep from laughing. "You're too accommodating, Jen.
You're a liar and have never smoked in her fucking life, huh?"
"Cynn, lying isn't the half of it. I'm a loser. Do you know where
my girlfriend is right now? She's.....lying under some sweaty
bulldyke across town. I didn't even stop her. I dropped her off
at the bitch's house. Is that lame or what? What's the mater with
me Cynn? She calls me a nice girl. A fucking loser
who....who......Jesus........" I grimaced, trying not to tear
up. "Why can't I leave her?"
"You want the truth?" She asked, staring across at me.
"Yeah..."
"Okay, but it'll cost you. Crawl into the back seat and get on
the floor. "
I knew what was coming and didn't care anymore. I climbed over
the seats clumsily as Cynn smoothly got out and effortlessly
slipped into the back and hiked her skirt around her waist. My
fingers shook as I removed her panties. "Your really are new to
all this, huh?" She smiled as I felt her hand guide my head to
her pubis and I buried my nose into her wiry black patch.
"Mmm....that's nice. Okay: The truth? Jen, you're not really
'nice' at all! You're me, ten months years ago. Tell me if this
sounds familiar: You think saying 'no' is mean. Ignoring her
calls is 'rude'. How nice that must be for her, knowing you'll
sucker in, every time. But don't blame your lover, she's just an
excuse. "
I continued to listen as I buried my tongue in this strange
woman's labia, working my anger and shame my giving her as much
pleasure as Alex denied me. I figured somebody ought to have a
good time.
"It's you were talking about. You invite pure agony agreeing to,
and then complaining about, endless stuff you tell yourself you
don't want, right? "
"...uh huh..." I said, embarrassedly wiping the tears from my
face, as I worked my tongue around her vagina, tearing just above
or below her clit, denying her direct contact I knew I'd want by
now, trying to tease and drive her into greater anticipation.
"Your girlfriend knows she can get you to come scampering back
with the magic co-dependent words that work on all suckers: '
but, if you leave, where will I go? What will I do?' The nice
girl wants to believe it's her problem. "
I was really getting worked up by Cynn's words and burned over
how ugly and right they were, ashamed at how humiliatingly she'd
nailed my whole cheesy life. I submissively zeroed in on her clit
now, tickling and working over it for all my life, desperate to
stimulate more hurtful truth from her warm husky voice in the
darkened car.
"Stupider girls even tell themselves, deep down inside, the *are*
the reason their partner cheats! Is that you too Jennifer, huh?
Is that *your* fault too, is it? Maybe I'm being too hard on you,
or maybe I'm just bored catatonic by listening to your fucking
little tale of woe: Insecure guilt ridden butch dyke bullies high
maintenance spoiled fem, and they live incompatibly ever after?
That ring any bells, huh? "
"I can feel from your tongue...hit a sensitive spot there, eh
little girl? Did I? " Cynn smiled down at me as I licked her even
harder, crying tears into her pussy like a baby now, sopping into
her warm wet spot for all I was worth, driving her to a bunch of
little orgasmic waves as she drove her fists into the car's back
seat and clutching at my head.
A few minutes passed as Cynn lay there, coming down as she
stroked my hair as I sat huddled at her feet on the floor, slowly
stroking her warm moist hair, wishing I could escape into it.
"That was....Jesus....."
"I know." This strange woman said with a far away look.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked.
"Just wondering why nothing I said pissed you enough to do
anything more than suck my pussy dry. I bet you'd lick me to
another orgasm if I took you over and made you watch your
girlfriend sucking that bitch off, which she's probably
doing....right about now, huh?"
I felt a volcano inside, as I jumped towards her, slapping Cynn's
face. She turned red as her eyes turned a dark ruby as I screamed
at her.
"FUCK YOU!!!! I hate you, you fucking bitch....!!! I'm leaving
her someday, I am!!!! I'm not some weakling! "
"Well, maybe your 'heart' is stronger than your 'clit', huh?
Good. But look at you. You still haven't even got off, and you're
lying on the floor, thanking ME, not even asking me to return the
gesture! See what you've sunk too?"
"Tell me something I don't know. I'm...uh.....sorry I went off on
you like that..." I tried as she pulled her panties back up.
"But you said you used to be like me. But you're different Cynn.
You escaped. What's......what's the secret?" I pleaded helping
her panties back up.
"Who said I'm free? Maybe I just switched roles. Maybe your just
such a loser you'll let someone as lame as me push you around
now. But your right, I am no longer with....little miss 'fuck
face', as I call her now. My ex."
I kept fighting tears as Cynn snapped the elastic of her panties
and worked her overcoat back down, though her blouse had fallen
open somewhat, her breasts barely peeking out. I tried not to
notice, as she paused, running her hands across my face as she
helped me out of the back seat.
We stood there together by her car as she watched me, her blouse
dangling open seductively as I paused there, feeling lost.
"Maybe I'd better get back to my car... it's getting late..." I
said feeling that awkwardness that comes from having sucked off
someone you hardly know. A new feeling for me. I felt dirty, and
ten years lighter.
"Wait -", Cynn said, taking my arm and looking into my red
blotchy eyes. "Were you going? What are you going back to, huh?"
Her words cut right into me.
"It doesn't matter." I said unconvincingly.
"You know, you're not alone. As I said, less than a year ago
another girl stood right where your standing right now, but she
didn't go home, because that wasn't her home to go back to. The
woman she still loved walked out of her life forever, and, that
day, I quit my job, old life, and never looked back. "Cynn said,
staring deeply into me with those ruby eyes of hers.
"That was you." I said,
Then paused, suddenly seeing something bizarre.
In the moonlight, Cynn's blouse had blown open, revealing what
looked like two police badges pinned on both her breasts, where
the nipple would be.
I blinked, surprised she must have had them on the whole time we
been together, under her blouse. What was this about?
Her eyes caught mine as she blushed deeply, her facade of
strength dropping away for the first time since I'd met her.
"Cynn....what the...?" I whispered.
"Oh, these? Well, yeah...their...uh...part of my new life too. I
guess. Decorations. Trinkets. Ornaments." She quietly shrugged.
I forced my eyes from her 'nipple decorations', back up to her
face, which was beat red and smoldering at what I'd saw, as if
it had revealed everything. As if she was a fraud, a joke.
"I gotta go..." I said trying to pull away.
She grabbed my arm a little desperately now. I was alarmed by her
change and weaker demeanor, though she tried one last speech,
this time less convincing:
"Jen, let's say you leave her, someday, somehow. Tell me your not
gonna find, date, indulge, resent, grow to despise and painfully
scrape one 'Alex' after another, right off your shoe, until you
can force yourself to not com running back. "
"Tell me Jen, Is that 'home'?"
I already knew that answer as something weird happened.
I suddenly felt....a clarity. Some weird realization, some seeing
of myself in a way I'd never know, as I started into her eyes,
and I wanted answers.
"Cynn, Tell me the truth. Why are there badges pinned to your
nipples?
She held her keys up and whispered:
"Follow me..."
In a daze, I got in my car and following her down the road, to
her house I assume, which would maybe explain something. I
suddenly couldn't stop crying, and everything poured out as I let
my self become drained of all my anger, all my Ideas about Alex.
Cynn was right, despite whatever secrets she had herself, and it
wasn't Alex's fault I couldn't leave. It was me. All me.....
It would always be me.
I stopped the car as Cynn got out at her house. This was home,
maybe for both of us. I was stunned as I looked up and saw we
were back at...
...Piper's place!
I started dumbly as Cynn's park in piper's driveway got me out,
and walked me up to his door. She paused at the door before
opening it.
"Okay, Cynn, or whatever your name is...You picked me didn't you?
What the hell's going on?
She paused, and then finally opened her long white coat to me,
revealing a skimpy little two piece uniform, what looked to be
some sort of police outfit, except it was clearly a party costume
as it revealed way too much cleavage and her skirt was micro and
barely covered her spandex tights.
"Costume party inside?" I said with a sneer, my patience gone.
"Jen, I used to be a detective, a real one. I was investigating,
well, it's not important...That's all gone now. Now I'm a....I'm
the personal meter maid of...of...."
"Oh don't tell me, not you too? Does this tie in with someone
named Jessica Price? "I whispered as I drunk in her meter maid
uniform, realizing how mortifying it must be to wear such a thing
given her past occupation.
"Not Jessica herself. Her step daughter, actually.
I...uh...sorta....*belong* to her now." Cynn said, fight back
tears.
" Cynn, you don't HAVE to do this. You're still lucid, can think,
and reason. The advice you gave me back there about Alex, it
helped. Listen, I'm a reporter, or was...sorta...anyway, I was
doing a story on this. It's some drug which makes us crave
humiliation; sexually demeaning situations are like ambrosia to
us...
"I'm not drugged, this is a choice." She whimpered.
"Cynn, you're decked out as a fucking sex-toy meter maid with
what I'm assuming..." I snapped at her as I found myself ripping
her blouse open and flicking the badges as she winces, though
made no move to stop me as I punished her passivity.
"...are YOUR OWN badges, mocking your former authority since
you've...stupidly stuck on your breasts, okay? You're a puppet,
Cynn, and it sickens me just looking how little you think of
yourself ..."
Cynn looked a little older then me, and I wondered if I wasn't
being so sexually aggressive because she'd fooled me by
pretending to be more powerful than she was, or if I wasn't also
giving into our natural drug induced roles as a younger woman
berating an older one. Either way I felt an explosion of passion
that she was encouraging me treating her this way with her little
whimpers and pouts!
"Jen, I know...but it's not as bad as it looks. I've gained some
freedom now. Earned it. I can, go *out* on my own, 'kay? Find
weaker women, push them around, sometimes. They don't know who I
really am...see? Please, I can't escape. I can't help it...it
gets me sooooo...." She said as we both found her hand in her own
crotch as I sneered at her, slapping it away.
"Jesus Cynthia, control yourself, okay? Or is that even your name
anymore? What's the sick little pet name they've dreamed up for
you, huh? Tell me..."
"Cindy." She whispered her face on fire. "And...I suggested it."
She added with a mortified gut wrenching quiver.
"Cindy, 'cute little Cindy', busted down from Detective all the
down to meter-maid, who gets off on humiliating herself and her
former profession, and also seems to get her kicks lecturing
*others* in what she can't do herself, like running back home, to
all those sexier younger women, huh?
"Don't look at me that way! You're the cripple here, not me."
She spat embarrassedly.
"So who's this piper bitch?"
"Piper's inside. Alex isn't paying for classes. That's a lie we
told Alex. Piper's family wealthy and privileged far beyond your
tiny world. "
"Like you, I used to believe this silly brains washing lunacy
too, before I met and feel in love with Piper, and she showed me
how all 'her girls' ...basically just brainwash themselves with
their lust for humiliation! Were all a simply a bunch of silly
little bimbos pretending to have a brain between us." Cynn, or
Cindy, beamed a scatter brained smile to me in her stupid little
uniform.
"For god's sake Cynn, you were a Detective..." I said, shaking
inside at her change in town, and how I was getting sucked in
too....
"A detective? A DETECTIVE??? I'm a cunt Jen, just like you. I was
a big silly for even, like, pretending to be a detective in the
first place! Do you know how Piper made meter maid Cindy quit her
job?" Cindy asked, as I couldn't resist and started finger
fucking her, my mind also smoldering at the thought of what Alex
and Monica piper price may be doing inside...
"GOSH, jenny....the pure rush of humiliation cute little meter
maid Cindy felt waltzing into the captain's office in my stupid
little outfit, as little Cindy pulled her detective's revolver
out of her damp little pussy, tossed it on the desk and wanting
to throw up at all those disgusted appalled winces the other male
officers and my Captain made when my pussy soaked gun just, well,
sat there, well.... "
"...it sure made little Cindy's cunt so gooey inside when she dug
deeper and also pulled her own badge from her cunt too! That
really humiliated me inside! The old Cynthia part wanted to die,
to throw up, but the dippy little bubble brain part just kept on
finger fucked herself on the captain's baton stick and sucking
the Captains gun right into her moist wet little bubble gum pink
lips."
"But these poopy cops just threw cry-baby little Cindy out onto
the police house steps, like a two dollar whore!"
"Piper made me sneak back inside and steal back my badge, which
Cindy now proudly pins to her sore bruised nipples for a laugh.
It hurt inside, mocking my old job at first, but now I burn
through my hatred to get to the next orgasm, and Piper and Alex
both get the giggles when I play 'Little Miss Detective' and try
and find underwear that gets tossed about the bedroom, as this is
mystery enough for a bimbo, right? They also like it when make
little Cindy's titty Badges wiggle when I jump up and down as
Piper face fucks Alex ass with a strap on....
Ouch.
I put my hands to my ears, tears stinging my eyes. I could take
any more! Inside that house was the fucking BITCH that made me
wait in the car while SHE fucked this Piper bitch. I wanted to
kill Alex and that bitch Piper,
But I couldn't move from the spot, couldn't even breath. I was
afraid if I walked into that house, all the weird kinky stuff
inside, all my inner desires to humiliate, BE humiliated, would
destroy me.
"Jen, are you brave enough to come inside, or are you gonna be
spend the rest of your life cowering in your car, waiting
patiently like a frightened little girl while we two strange
woman fuck your lover like you never could?
I grabbed Cynn with my left hand and reared back my right to
punch her right in the face.
She waited there, totally aroused, passively awaiting my attack,
truly submissive, despite her cruel words....
Something showing in her eyes.
Stupidity? Or maybe, wisdom.
The wisdom of a bimbo.
But I spent the rest of the evening waiting in my car, as always.
Alex came out half way through and suggested It was so chilly
that maybe I should put on my blazer from the office which was in
the back seat. I told her I'd rather freeze my ass off than wear
that 'motherfucking thing', but she said 'Officer Cindy' and bet
I'd become so aroused I'd cave and do it anyway because of the
humiliation rush I'd get. Alex shot me a weak smile, and then
told me:
"Jen, please honey...just strip my pants and panties off in
twenty minutes, then get out of the car naked from the waste
down, except my work blazer and display your self in the car's
headlights, okay? Piper wants to peek from her window and watch
you degrade yourself while she climaxes. Can you be a dear and
do it, for me?" Alex pleaded.
"Jesus Alex...I can't fuck* believe* you'd ask..." I cried,
glaring at the humiliating little blazer on the seat, fight back
the bile.
'I'm sorry hon, but it makes Piper frisky, okay?" Alex
whimpered.
Alex, tell me you hate it. Tell me those two bitches are...making
you. Please..."
Alex's eyes went glassy as she bitterly and whimpered. "Sorry
Jen. It's the humiliation that gets me. They stick things up me
and....make me clean up their juices with my tongue. They laugh
at me and tie me up until I'm soar. They're my whole world Jen.
They complete me. They take care of me in a ways you never could.
"
Go back inside Alex. And don't come back. Ever." I said, staring
ahead, tears streaming wildly, but she started playing with
herself, aroused by her own humiliation as she tore out my
fucking heart:
"...Come home to you? Why? "Alex asked.
As I felt the world tumble out from beneath me.
"I....I just....so you're staying?" My voice hoarsely tried, my
bluff called.
"Your only life with me is to hurry in and become a human dish
rag for younger women. A dried cum soaked Kleenex...that's all I
am. "Alex whispered in bliss, passion pouring over her quivering
body as she stood next to my car.
I wanted to kill her for saying that about her self, but what
came forth from my own lips surprised me:
"Alex... LISTEN.....despite this, all of it: I still *love* you.
I don't wanna lose you. Jesus....can't live without you! Please
don't leave me Alex...pleeeeeease...." I pleaded, totally broken
up inside, arms extended as she pulled away from the car door.
" Listen Jen....I'm sincerely mean this: Whenever we'd make love,
I could only get *through* it by imagining Piper and Cynn riding
my face or finger fucking me or laughing about what a stupid cunt
YOU are for patiently waiting in the car. It made me cum every
time, laughing at your sorry ass!!!! "Alex said as she
masturbated furiously to my tears, and I passively listened,
getting sickly aroused my self, somehow as she kept on:
" ...piper's 'Cute Little Meter Maid Cindy' was just bragging
minutes ago she fooled you and how you were DUMB enough to
dutifully lap her stupid little Bimbo Police Cunt, and how your
STILL sitting here even after you already KNOW she's and Piper
are butt fucking your own girlfriend. Piper used a strap on,
which is still inside me. Wanna see?" Alex beamed cruelly.
I wanting to scratch all their eyes out, hating how angry, numb
and turned on I was, as I stupidly nodded my head and Alex
managed to produce a sticky blue Dildo with a strap from under
her skirt waving it in my broken face as I winced.
"...wanna sniff?" Alex excitedly spat, as she continued frigging
herself.
" Nooooooooooo!!" I hissed, nearly losing it, covering my face.
Part of me wanted too. Wanted to give in, rush in there and
surrender completely. Sink into the heated cease pool they were
already in, give up to this mysterious Piper bitch, who had to be
part of this Noricom madness, somehow. I'd lost my job, my lover.
Everything. What was left?
I felt my tummy grumble at the humiliating jacket, beckoning to
me from the car seat, but frowned.
No. I couldn't. Maybe was Alex and Cindy's home now. Not mine. I
belonged somewhere else. And I knew at that moment I'd lost her
forever. There was no Alex to wait for.
I fought the twin urges to desperately lap the pussy juice of
Alex's new lover off the dildo, or vomit on the sidewalk, but
didn't do either, as Alex gleefully reached under her skirt and
stuffed it back inside herself.
"Goodbye Jennifer. I live here now. Piper knows me Jen. She knows
that's all dumb cunts like Cindy, you and I are said useful for
Jen. Fucking, sucking, pissing on." Alex cried in anticipation,
playing with her pussy.
"JUST FUCKING LEAVE THEN OKAY??? GO BACK TO THOSE STUPID CUNTS
OF YOURS, OKAY???? !!!! "I screamed in her face.
She forced a kissed onto my nose in a motherly fashion, and I
slapped her face. She paused, staring at me as if I was from
mars. Then got a stupid little blissful expression as she started
fingering herself again...
....and disappeared back into the house.
As I sat in my car ignoring the stupid blazer from work, cursing
my own stupidity, checking my watch every thirty seconds. I was
waiting for her to stick her head out, catch a glimpse of me in
the blazer and finally get a look at this bitch who'd destroyed
my life and stole my lover!
I looked at the blazer, hating Noricom, it, and all the bimbo
humiliating it represented. I wanted to tear it up, set it on
fire, even more after Alex's suggestion that Piper wanted to see
me in it.
I watched myself, excitedly hurried out of my car, leaped into
the headlights half naked, praying no one would pass and spot me,
as I paraded around in my little work blazer and high heels for
this strange girl's amusement. Angry, humiliated, the car's
headlights warming my otherwise totally freezing thighs, ankles
and pussy as I danced around as I would see Pipers giggling as
she humped up and down on my former lover's face.
All this temptingly flashed through my mind, but I knew it was
Jessica, (or Katie as I still thought of her as) who I truly
wanted to throw the blazer in the face of, not this Piper bitch.
I wouldn't waste it on anyone less. It all pointed back to
Jessica Price, and I resisted the temptation to humiliate myself,
and made up my mind to somehow force Jessica Price HERSELF into
that fucking RED BLAZER and strip her pants off before the whole
company and butt fuck her with my own high heel, the arrogant
little bitch!!!
Yeah, I'd plan my revenge.
And my plan paid off, as a few seconds later, I caught a brief
glimpse of the mysterious elusive Piper as a young girl's face
peeked from the window. I somehow remembered her from somewhere,
But couldn't place her. That face...
Where had I seen it?
Then my cunny did flip flops when I suddenly remember who this
'Piper' person was. That was her middle name. The identity of the
arrogant little twit that made a fool of me for all these months
and was currently humping my girlfriends face! I'd listened to
April's tapes, seen the gym video. She worked down at the Gym,
and helped April bring down and video tape poor little Suzie
Green. This is who stole my lover and destroyed my life:
The gym manager we heard caught and berates Suzanne Green so on
the tape, and who threw outrageous little parties for Bunny and
Suzie, as she was now known...none other than...
Jessica's Price's very own step-daughter,
Monica 'Piper' Price.
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