Finishing my punishment
As a reminder, I had written “FREE USE SLUT” on my stomach and “CUMDUMP” on my back. And I had to wear revealing shirts that risked showing this writing. The only way to stop doing this was to go to a public men’s bathroom and lick a urinal while topless.
I did get a few comments on the writing, when I wasn’t paying attention and must have flashed it to somebody. It didn’t help that it’s been very windy the last week. One guy asked to see the “tattoo” on my back. I blushed and tried to refuse. Eventually I caved, showing him the writing. And I ended up giving him my number.
So a couple days ago, I was getting tired of having to be self-conscious all the time and decided to go through with my punishment.
I picked a bathroom on the 3rd floor of the school library. It’s relatively clean and late at night, there’s hardly anybody there. So I thought it would be the best place.
I snuck into the bathroom in the middle of the night, only seeing like 1 or 2 people on that floor. I set a timer of 20 minutes and took off my tank top, putting it onto the floor and kneeling on it. Then started to lick the urinal, worshipping it like a good gook should. Luckily it was pretty clean and the little thingy in the bottom almost covered up the awful smell of piss. Almost.
Then I heard footsteps, coming closer and closer. I panicked, grabbing my phone and my tank top and rushing into the nearest stall. I was panting as I listened to the footsteps outside. The came closeby, then passed. It was a false alarm. And I felt stupid. I knew I deserved to be punished for being a coward.
So I took my tank top and used it to finish cleaning the first urinal, getting the plain white thing pretty dirty in the process, knowing I’d have to wear it all the way back home. Then I moved on to the other urinal, set my timer back to 20 minutes and started over.
Luckily it went better this time. I did hear some footsteps at a distance, but nothing close enough for me to stop. I finished up, put my filthy tank top back on and went home. I passed a few people on the way back and hoped none of them noticed the yellow stains on my top.
The writing on my back and stomach has faded somewhat since then, but it’ll still be a few more days until it completely goes away.
