Jessica's Change Management Ch. 15

"Lick, bitch!" He ordered sharply.

I so didn't want to do it. I so wasn't going to object. I so stuck my tongue out and tentatively lapped along the musclehead's ass crack. Ewww! The taste intensified. It was as bad as ever. No way, I would get used to it, ever.

Gawd! I was totally tossing Gym Dude's salad. I was eating out his ass, trying really hard not to whine or yammer. Still, so terrible! Totally terrible! Über-terrible! Extreme gross out!

The buff guy kept squatting over my head, letting his ass hover right there. After some time, however, he lifted his butt a tad. I was so in dutiful hooker mode that I lifted my head along with his ass. Oh Lordy! I was raising my head to better eat the guard's ass. I was doing it myself! Such a self-degradation!

Anyways, it worked like a charm, sorta. Soon, Gym Dude started grunting. In contrast to Donut Dude, he was quick to get up. Turning around, he grabbed my braided ponytail and roughly yanked me up onto my knees.

Just in time for his cock to explode. A huge wad of white spunk squirted out. I saw it coming really clearly. That was 'cause it was shooting straight towards me. The big gob splashed on my face right next to my nose.

"Uuuhhhh! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh!" I squealed.

The jizz had hit my eye. It burnt! It stung! Ouch! My poor eye!

The goo had basically glued my eyelids together, shutting my eye. Lotsa cum had hit the my eyeball, though, causing irritation. I bet it was going totally pink.

"Owww! Uuuhhh! Ouchiiieee!" I couldn't stop wailing.

"Ahahaha! Ahahaha!" The guards couldn't stop laughing.

I was cringing and jerking. I was totally making a scene, literally hopping around like a pinata. With good reason, though. I was so worked up yammering and whinging that I didn't even try to rub the cum from my eye. So stupid! I couldn't have done so anyway 'cause handcuffs. Duh!

Spurred on by the obscene action, Pornstache Dude stepped up to me, furiously jerking his cock. Looking at him with one eye open, I saw his free hand coming towards me. Oh no! He used his thumb to pull up my upper eye lid, he was exposing my unspoilt eye. He was about to give me another pink eye.

"Uh-oh! Like, no! I mean, oh fudge! Uh-oh!" I complained and whined.

I couldn't move. I couldn't escape. I could only watch how it happened. Ugh!

"Uuuhhh!" I once again squealed noisily.

Pornstache Dude had hit his target. He had nutted all over my face, dropping his first load right into my left eye. Just as well, it got glued shut and the sting hit me with full force. It burnt so epically!

I jerked massively! So much so that the buff guard was barely able to keep a hold on me. I was shaking my head furiously, like I was trying to shake off the jizz. It didn't work, of course. Instead, my erratic, uncontrolled behavior made the guards roar with laughter again.

Shoot! This hurt so badly! Both my eyes were shut. I couldn't see anything at all. Worst facial ever!

It wasn't over, though. I didn't know what was happening around me 'cause eyes shut. I could only hear the guards' laughter. Suddenly, though, Gym Dude opened my handcuffs and freed my arms. Apparently, Donut Dude was standing in front of me, ready to blow his load 'cause he ordered me to hold out my hands palms up.

I so wanted to rub my eyes 'cause they still stung so bad, but I did as told. Holding my hands in front of me, I felt something creamy splattering onto my palms. Okay! The fat guard must have been jizzing onto my hands. More and more spunk splashed onto my palms. In a way, it felt like soap. For sure, it was a massive load of cum.

"C'mon whore! Slap it in your face. Give yourself a facial!" Donut Dude told me when he was finished.

This wasn't much better, was it? I had to give myself the facial. So degrading! So absurd! However, it gave me the chance to touch my face. Maybe, I could use it to rub the jizz from my eyes. Yanay!

As I couldn't see a thing, I simply lifted my hands and basically slapped my cheeks with my palms. I was giving myself bitchslaps with cum-covered hands. Ugh! There was so much goo that it caused some sloshy noises. Ewww!

My hands were super sticky, and soon my cheeks were super sticky too. At least, I had succeeded and fulfilled the task correctly although I couldn't tell where the cum had gotten stuck. My face must have looked a total mess anyhow. Yanay!

When I tried to steal away a quick wipe over my eyes, Gym Dude seized my wrists again. Shoot! He had been vigilant and watched me closely. While the musclehead held me in place, I heard someone stepping close to me. It must have been Sparky Dude 'cause he was the last one to empty his balls, right? I guess he did shoot his load, but I couldn't tell 'cause nothing hit my face or any other part of my body. For sure, he hadn't cum on me.

"Ooohhh!" I suddenly shrieked anew.

Holding my wrists with one hand, Gym Dude had placed his free hand on the back of my head and pressed me forward. He was pushing my face towards the ground and didn't stop until my ass was in the air and my right cheek on the floor.

"There's a pool of sperm on the ground, bitch! Can't you see it? Hehehe!" He mocked me. "Lap it up. Don't let anything go to waste!"

Holy fudge! The youngster had cum on the floor?!? What a bastard! The darn trailer hadn't been cleaned in ages. Everything in here was messy and dirty. The floor had been dusty as fudge. And now, I was about to lick the filthy floor? Yuk! Please no!

However, Gym Dude had his hand on my ponytail and started dragging my face over the floor. Tentatively, I stuck my tongue out. I could feel the sticky cream on the ground. I could also feel the dust and dirt. Even worse, I could feel it all on my tongue. Barf!

With the buff guard dragging my head left and right and back and forth, he did most of the work while I simply kept my tongue out. I was busy enough blending out the thoughts of all the filth I was licking up. Actually, those were the first thoughts I was dwelling on in some time. When the musclehead finally stopped, my taste buds were numb, just like my tongue and my mind.

I didn't know if I had lapped up all the spunk or not, but I didn't really care. All that mattered was that it was over. A new tug on my ponytail got me going. Blindly crawling on all fours, Gym Dude led me somewhere.

I heard the door opening and felt the doorstep on my hands. So we were going outside? Oh no! I was practically naked! I was covered in cum! I so hoped that the inmates weren't in the yard. I so hoped that nobody would see me.

Feeling the grass on my hands and knees, I was led around the trailer. I could only hear the usual outside noises, so I gathered that the prisoners were inside. Phew!

"Uuuhhh!" I found myself shrieking for the umpteenth time.

Cold! Oh gosh! So cold! Water was splashing on my titties! Water was splashing on my face! Water was running down my boobies! Water was running down my legs!

With my face getting cleaned, I finally could see again. What I saw, however, I didn't like. The guards had taken a hose and were rinsing me down. After they had poured cold water all over my front, they had me stand up, turn around and bend down. In this position, they hosed me off between my legs.

"Get ready to leave, bitch! Visiting hours are over." Gym Dude sent me back into the trailer to get my clothes when I was sparkling clean.

You can't imagine how fast I rushed into the decrepit trailer and picked up my pink dress and spike heels. Actually, you can 'cause hooker boots. After putting my clothes on, I picked up my purse. I did so really gingerly 'cause simply touching it gave me the creeps. I would never use it again, ever.

When I stepped out of the construction trailer only Pornstache Dude was still there. The others had blown their load and gone back to work, I guess. Whatever! The sleazy guard accompanied me back to the admission center.

I can tell you, I had never walked so fast in such high heels. I almost twisted my ankle and broke a heel. However, I managed to get back to the admission center safe and sound. Boy was I glad that the inmates weren't in the yard anymore.

Checo was still in the waiting room. Picking him up, I brought him to the taco joint before driving back to the office. Woah! I had been gone way too long, which I realized when I looked at my smartphone while Checo got out of Ortega's luxury car. There was a bunch of text messages from Shelly. Uh-oh!

*to be continued*