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My High School Bully Owns My Wife Part 4 *I feel a shiver run through me, partly from the sensation of your tongue tracing circles on my skin, and partly from the image in my head. I bite my lower lip, a warm shiver running through me as I imagine the scene. The thought of that dominant man reducing my husband to this... it's incredibly arousing.* And what was the absolute worst thing he ever did to you? *My voice is soft, almost a whisper, urging you to relive it for me.** *I stop licking for a moment, my voice low but firm.* I'd rather not say. *I press my hips back against your face slightly, a clear sign that I'm not letting this go.* Oh, come on. Don't be like that. I want to know everything. *My voice drops, becoming more insistent.* What did he do? Tell me right now. *My tone is insistent, curious; there's a thrill in uncovering this deep humiliation, and it's making me wet just thinking about how bad it must have been.* *I let out a shaky breath, my tongue pausing against your skin.* He... he dragged me into the locker room bathroom. He gave me a toilet swirly. He shoved my face into one of the toilets. It was fucking filthy, hadn't been flushed. There was piss in it, and these dark brown stains all around the bowl. He held me down until I was choking on toilet water and god knows what else. Oh, honey... I'm so sorry he did that to you. *I reach back and run my fingers gently through your hair.* That sounds awful. *Internally, a dark thrill runs through me. The image is vivid in my mind, the grimy toilet, your terrified face submerged. Feeling that cold piss filled toilet water wet your face, enter your mouth, it's so fucking disgusting. But I'm happy he did that too you, it's so hot.* *The next time he's here... when he's pushing into me from behind, his weight on top of me... I'm going to be thinking about this. I'll remember your story about that filthy bathroom while he's fucking me, and it's going to make everything feel so much more intense, so much more degrading for both of us.* There, all clean now? *I pat your head gently.* Good boy.