Aria barely made it through the rest of the day.

Every time she sat at her desk the soft fabric of the black dress clung to the sticky mess between her thighs. Damien’s cum had leaked slowly and steadily, leaving her bare pussy slick and the insides of her legs shiny. She kept her knees pressed together and tried to focus on her work, but the memory of him watching her piss with the bathroom door open kept replaying in her head. The dark, humiliating control of it made her cunt throb with fresh need even hours later.