My name is Piyaporn. I am 22 and my boyfriend is 24. We are both Thais and we live in Bangkok. My boyfriend is very dominant and I love to obey him sexually. He likes to humiliate me in public and we have perfected a little game that we both really enjoy. Not too far from where we live there is a water park. It's a huge place with many isolated areas around several swimming pools, some of them with wave-making machines. One of these areas is really isolated but because it is in the older, in-need-of-renovation parts of the park not many families go there. We do. In that area there are two small buildings where toilets are located. The one that houses the men's toilets is ideally configured for us. There are no urinals, only three cubicles. The one on the right is much larger than the other two as it is supposedly reserved for disabled people. All three are separated by wooden partitions that stop a good ten inches above the tiled floor. The back wall of each cubicle has a three-panel louvered window at the top. Finally, the main door creaks so when you are in a cubicle you can tell when someone enters the toilets. When we get there my boyfriend goes inside to 'prepare' the place. First he enters the left cubicle, locks it from inside then crawls under the partition into the middle one. He opens the louvers of the window to a special angle and makes sure the little half-an-inch hole we've pierced in the partition between the middle cubicle and the right one is still open. He then comes out again and we wait from a distance until a teenage boy we like the look of enters the toilets. Like I said, the place is not so busy but it is not completely deserted either as many teenage boys and girls like to go there with their boy/girlfriends. Luckily for us. When a boy does enter the toilets my boyfriend follows him a few seconds later to make sure that he's entered the middle cubicle (which they do 90% of the time). He then waves for me to join him and we start our little game. The idea is to make the boy believe that he is overhearing a conversation that we are having while we think we are alone so we start to speak a bit before we actually enter the building. Me : « Please, no ! Not here ! » My boyfriend : « Shut up ! You need to be punished and you will be immediately ! » - But people might hear. - There's nobody around. And if someone arrives then you will have to be quiet and make sure they do not hear you gasp and weep. He then pushes me inside the right cubicle and locks the door behind us. - Take your swimsuit off and get on your knees ! I undress and kneel and my boyfriend uses my swimsuit to tie my wrists to the metal rod that is fixed on the wall for disabled people. I am now naked, on my knees, my arms tied to the rod and facing the partition - the hole of which is by now usually blocked indicating that the boy's head is just behind it. We can check that he is actually looking by glancing at the reflection in the louvers. - Open your legs wider ! I open my legs and I know that the eyes of the boy must be fixed on my shaven pussy. I start to get wet. - I cannot spank you here because of the noise so I will have to punish you another way. I will first squeeze your nipples real hard then I will swat your pussy thirty times with my hand. If you cry and sob nicely enough I will let you suck my dick and drink my cum. He then takes his own swimming trunks off, presents them to me and asks : - Do you need to be gagged or will you behave ? As usual, seeing his dick so close to my face makes me think of only one thing : getting it in my mouth and worship it. - Please, let me suck your dick. His hand gets down between my legs and with two fingers he probes my pussy. - You like this don't you ? Your pussy is totally wet. I lower my eyes and whisper (loud enough) : - Yes, I like it. Please punish me. Squeeze my nipples hard. At this stage something usually happens next door. Sometimes - not very often - the door opens and the embarrassed boy leaves. It is rather frustrating but we then stop too and leave in case he's gone to tell someone. Most of the time, though, hearing me saying that I am enjoying the situation only makes the boy bolder and they often get on their own knees to look directly under the partition. My boyfriend then beckons him to join us. Many boys do not dare to actually crawl into our cubicle but are happy to openly masturbate while watching us. Some do join us. I remember one such boy very vividly. He was about 14 or 15 with an angel face. He looked absolutely fascinated by what he was witnessing and did not hesitate one second to crawl under the partition. He came and stood on the other side of me and asked my boyfriend : - Are you really going to punish her ? - Yes. - And she likes it ? - Ask her. - Do you like it ? I somewhat dodged the question and sheepishly replied : - I deserve it. - Check for yourself, said my boyfriend pointing to my pussy. The boy looked at me. I submissively lowered my eyes and he hesitantly reached for my pussy. It was clear by the way he touched it that it was the first pussy he had ever put his fingers into. I was staring at the bulge in his trunks and I was wetter than ever. He eventually took his fingers out. As he was about to wipe them on the wall my boyfriend grabbed his wrist and pulled his hands towards my mouth. I dutifully licked his fingers clean and I recognized in his eye the same spark I see in my boyfriend's when he looks at me suffering humiliation or pain for his pleasure. That boy was obviously discovering the sadistic part of his personality... and enjoying every second of it. - Shall we punish her ? asked my boyfriend. The boy did not answer immediately. He seemed to assess the situation then smiled and let out a slow but determined 'Yes.' My boyfriend told him to get his swimming trunks off and to give them to him. The boy did so and I got to see his lovely, uncut, almost hairless 5-inch dick. My boyfriend folded the boy's trunks inside out and held the part that had touched the boy's dick in front of my mouth. - Lick ! I lowered my eyes and licked like I know my boyfriend likes me to do, using the whole surface of my tongue and not just he tip of it. The boy was looking at me with a smile on his face. He had put his hands on his hips and as he was only about a foot away he was really towering over me which got me even more excited. I turned my head and tried to lick his dick but my boyfriend stopped me. - Not now ! This will be your reward if you behave well during your punishment. He stuffed the boy's trunk into my mouth and explained to him how to proceed. - You take her nipple between your thumb and middle finger and you slightly play with it until it becomes hard. Then you start to squeeze it and make it roll between your fingers. You squeeze harder and harder and you observe and enjoy her reaction. First she will gasp, then wince, then starts squealing (but she'll have to keep it quiet here), then she cries and finally sobs. That's the best part of it. When her face is bathed with tears, when she's panting and her body shakes, you pull her hair to lift her head and what you see in her eyes is pure awe, devotion and gratefulness. I usually come all over her face then. So just enjoy yourself. You needn't worry about her. She enjoys it as much as we do. The more she suffers; the more she feels we control her; the more she feels humiliated, degraded and abused the more she will get excited and willing to give us even more pleasure. They started to play with my nipples, one on each side of me, but my boyfriend soon let the boy play alone with both nipples. He soon got the hang of it and started to really have a go at them. I gasped and wince and quickly figured out how he preferred me to react. That boy was a natural dominant and being in pain for his pleasure - which was evident by the smile on his face and the spark in his eyes - made me feel so happy that I did start to cry. I knew my boyfriend loves to see me crying and I soon discovered the boy was enjoying it too. His face was close to mine. He was looking at me and looking at - almost studying - the tears flowing from my eyes. From time to time he would suddenly squeeze my nipples so hard it would make me gasp and wince and cry even more. A dominant little smirk would then appear on his lips and make me want to suffer even more for his pleasure. - Let's play with her pussy, said my boyfriend. Under his instructions they got hold of my legs and pulled them apart. My boyfriend showed the boy how to abuse my exposed pussy, alternatively hitting it with the flat of the hand and swatting my clit with the tip of his fingers. I was in real pain but also really, really excited. I was exposed and abused, covered in sweat and crying with pain and humiliation and all I wanted was to worship their cocks with my mouth. I soon started to sob. As often this was enough to get my boyfriend to come. He cupped his hands and gathered his cum in it. He then held his cum-filled hand in front of my face and took the gag out of my mouth. In between my tears and sobs I licked up his sperm off his hand, like a cum-thirsty bitch. He only let me have half of it, however, and smeared the rest all over my face. This is when the boy came and spurted his sperm onto the floor. They were both relieved but I had not come and I was still as hot as hell. My boyfriend untied my wrists and, without saying a word, pointed at the boy's cum on the floor and snapped his fingers. I had been hoping for that and I dropped on all fours and rushed to lick the boy's sperm off the floor. My boyfriend then motioned me to roll over and to lie on my back with my legs open like a dog. I knew he wanted me to be slutty at their feet as much as I wanted it myself so I started to play with my sore nipples and pussy. I was naked, exposed and abused; I was writhing on the floor of a toilet cubicle at the feet of my boyfriend and an unknown teenage boy; my body was covered in sweat and my face with their sperm, the taste of which still lingered in my mouth. I was feeling utterly degraded and humiliated and I wanted more and more of that feeling. My boyfriend then started to piss on me and, soon joined by the boy, showered my whole body, my face and my mouth. I then, at last, had a long and wonderful orgasm, possibly the strongest in my life up to then.
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