Thread: Not Safe For Work (Kassy & HoldtheDoor)

The combination of Jordan talking dirty to her about cleaning her mess up and him choking her till she almost passed out was sending Kassy through the roof. Every synapse in her brain was firing off and causing her such an impressive high she was almost hyperventilating. This was the buzz she was always seeking, what she was always subconsciously after, not a college degree or a job at her daddy's company or living a regular life, she wanted THIS and nothing else. Sex in a public bathroom with essentially a stranger while he choked her and groped her tits hard enough to leave bruises after she just sprayed her juices all over him, was essentially her Nirvana. She didn't need therapy or psychological conditioning, she needed this and only this. It was just as she was about to cum again when the bathroom door burst open revealing several staff members staring in disbelief, it crushed her high and suddenly the shame she'd felt when the incident in college occurred came flooding back. The gasps of pleasure suddenly turned into sobs of emotional pain and Kassy collapsed against the sink, clutching it like an upset child might clutch their parent during a breakdown. Stop Jordan....stop. She sobbed, she knew he hadn't managed to cum yet and she felt bad for that, but she was crashing and could help herself. YOU TWO NEED TO LEAVE THIS ESTABLISHMENT RIGHT THIS MINUTE! I DON'T KNOW WHO THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO URINATE ON OUR BAR FLOOR BUT THAT IS FUCKING DISGUSTING! WE SERVE FOOD HERE, WE'D GET FUCKING CLOSED DOWN IF THE HEALTH DEPARTMENT CAME CALLING! PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON AND LEAVE RIGHT NOW, OR THE POLICE WILL BE CALLED! The managed announced in his holier than thou tone. Kassy pulled off of Jordan's cock and cinched her dress back up to cover her tits. I'm sorry, I am sooo SORRY! She called out as she ran for the bathroom door and pushed passed the staff that was staring at her, leaving Jordan standing there. Kassy didn't stop either, she ran for the front door and kept on running down the street. All those horrible feelings of what had happened in college had come flooding back and with that came the inner monologue of her therapist. 'You let the monster out Kassy, I told you that it was a slippery slope and now all the progress you made in our sessions has been lost because you thought you were in control of your condition. You are not in control, you are a slave to your baser instincts and because you can't deny that inner animal, that insatiable MONSTER, you've started down the path of destruction and dragged that poor young man Jordan, down with you into the trenches.' OOH GOD I'M SUCH A PIECE OF SHIT! She cried as she ran down the street holding her torn dress closed in her hands so that the staring people on the street couldn't see her bouncing breasts. She was so upset she didn't even realize she left her blazer on the back of the chair back in the bar. Kassy jumped in her car once she'd reached the Kelly parking lot and started the vehicle. She was so upset that as she started to pull out on to the street she had the accelerator pegged to the floor and almost hit a pedestrian. Her eyes filled with tears and smeared mascara she didn't even realize that the man she almost struck with her car was actually Jordan trying to catch up with her. Kassy drove recklessly all the way home. She just wanted to bury her head under her pillow, go to sleep and never wake up, but she knew better. She grabbed her phone and frantically dialed her therapist's number. Hello? Gary....Yes of course, I'm sorry I meant Dr. Hilbert, I know it's inappropriate to call you by your first name. Yes well I've had a incident and I need someone to talk to. I am feeling really bad right now. Yes I'm thinking about hurting myself. Ok, Yes, I understand. Yes could you come over please? I know it's inappropriate for you to come to my personal residence but I really need to talk to someone right now. Kassy pleaded into the phone.