widowcentauri

Pissing on Corporate America!

In Adventure, bathroom, BDSM, beer, blood, corporate america, culture, dating, deviance, dominatrix, drinking, dungeon, fetish, fun, Gaslamp, Happy Hour, kink, neurosis, perverts, pissing, politics, porn, Public, Ruby Shower, San Diego, Sex, sexual politics, sexuality, shoes, whores, Widow Centauri on June 20, 2009 at 9:01 pm

I met a new clients for a spanking session and then I turned my phone on and posted my availability for public ruby showers. If you are not familiar with ruby showers they are a little like golden showers but there is blood involved. I bleed really heavily for two days tops, then I have a light day and my period is gone for another 25 days. I love this relationship with my blood. I love the way blood smells, the way it thickens and darkens as it is oxidizes. Blood is sexy and every time I get to play with it I am a happy Widow. After the very sexy spanking session I was having lunch with my client and the phone started to ring. I answered it and tried to be discreet. I agreed to meet the boy wanting the ruby shower right there in the restaurant I was currently dining in. “Twenty minutes” I said and hung up on him. Seventeen minutes later I got a text from him saying that he just walked past me sitting at the bar and was near the pool table in back. I excused myself from my client and headed towards the bathroom grabbing a middle aged man in a suit with salt and pepper hair on my way to the toilet. The place was only slightly divey as places in downtown San Diego as pretty squeaky clean, white bread … you know how I feel about gentrification. Anyway, I pulled him into the women’s room behind me. I shoved him into the stall and pulled up my skirt. “Put your jacket on the back of the toilet and drop to your knees” I demanded. I pulled my black fishnets, and slightly blood stained panties, down and pushed my cunt right up to his mouth. “You might want to wear a bib” I told him. He shook his head no. “Alright, it’s your suit.” I shot my piss right in his mouth. Just a little stream. He swallowed and opened for more like a hungry porn star. I shot another little stream and this time a little dribbled down my crack and landed on his striped tie. It was tinged with the slightest amount of blood. I pulled on my tampon string a little to tease him. Blood was halfway down the string. I pissed a big guzzler into his mouth, forcing him to choke a little and spill some onto his corporate fashion. I pulled my tampon all the way out and dangled it over his face. “Bark for it doggie” I said condescendingly. “Wooof” he said in a very sad little doggie who has had his vocal cords clipped sort of way. “Wooof” he said again. I laughed and shot a whole bunch of piss all over his face. “Open your mouth wider bitch” I demanded, and as he did I squeezed the tampon right over his mouth and a stream of bright red blood dripped from my tampon directly into his mouth. “Keep it open” I said “I want to see my blood on your tongue. He did as he was told and I pushed my cunt right up to his mouth, let the better part of the three cups of piss I had in me out into his gulping mouth. He swallowed as much as he could but his shirt and tie were ruined, stained with blood, covered in piss. I squeezed the tampon into his mouth until it was mostly dry, then I shot the last little bit of piss I had onto his face. I used the tampon to rub some blood into his lips. “Now you look like a red lipped whore” I told him. I popped the tampon into his mouth, rubbed my bloody hands in his salt and pepper hair, used a little toilet paper to wipe the blood and piss from my thighs. I shoved the toilet paper into his mouth with the tampon, pulled up my fishnets, pulled down my skirt, turned on my heels and left him there in the women’s room to do what he needed to do before heading back to work. I went back to the bar and continued my conversation and my Guinness. Several minutes later I saw him leave, walking past me as thought we had never met.

  1. very interesting story. nothing like Hollywood

  2. wow… very very enticing…

  3. well that is a pretty nasty story bloody piss and a tampon — Hot!

  4. men like us can’t help ourselves when we are in control of a Woman. You total contempt for him must have thrilled him and made him feel lower than a toilet. i have to confess that i do not have his nerve. every time i have been pissed on or sucked up a Woman’s period, i have been naked or have worn expendable clothing, with a change inn the car. of course, in my heart or hearts i would adore being seen in publoic covered with piss and menstual blood – part of my fantasy is that th world knows how disgusting iam and how worshipfulo of Women i am. but i fall short on nerves. Thank You for the lovely story -i will dream about it for a long time
    chris

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