**”Detention Bathroom”**

I should’ve known Vivi would pull something like this. The second the teacher put us in detention together, her dark brown eyes locked onto me with this *look*—the one that always meant trouble. We’ve been best friends since freshman year, but lately, Vivi’s been… different. More dominant. More *hungry.* And today, she was determined to make me her toy.

The girls’ bathroom was empty, the lights flickering as she shoved me into the biggest stall. Before I could protest, she slammed the lock shut and pressed her body against mine, her tight skirt riding up her thighs.

“You smell so nervous, Babi,” she purred, lifting her arm and shoving her pit right under my nose. The musky, sweet sweat hit me like a truck. I tried to turn away, but Vivi grabbed my hair and forced me deeper into her armpit. “Lick it.”

My tongue flicked out instinctively, lapping at the damp skin. Her sweat was salty, bitter, *addicting.* She groaned, grinding her hips against me. “Fuck, that’s right. Worship me.”

Vivi pulled back just to kick off her flats, shoving her bare foot into my face next. Her toes wiggled against my lips, her sole pressed over my nose. “Smell it, bitch. You love how I taste.” And I did—hate that I did—but the musky scent of her skin made my stomach clench. She laughed as I opened my mouth, letting her toes slide past my lips.

“Pathetic,” she teased, pulling her foot away only to turn around, her ass now inches from my face. She reached back, yanking her panties to the side to reveal her glistening pussy. “Now get to work.”

I hesitated—just for a second—and Vivi *growled,* gripping my hair and pulling me forward until my tongue was flat against her folds. She tasted tangy, her arousal thick on my tongue as I licked up and down.

“Not good enough,” she snapped, suddenly dropping onto my face, her full weight smothering me between her thighs. I gasped, my nose buried in her ass, her pussy grinding against my mouth. I could barely breathe, but she didn’t care—she just rocked her hips, riding my face like I was nothing more than a fucking toy.

“Lick faster. *Harder.*”

I obeyed, tongue plunging into her wetness, sucking on her clit until she arched against me, moaning. “Fuck, yeah—just like that—” Her thighs trembled as she came, her juices dripping down my chin.

But she wasn’t done.

Vivi stood up, looking down at me with a wicked grin. Then, without warning, she yanked her skirt up higher and *squatted* over me.

“Open wide, slut.”

I barely had time before the first hot stream hit my tongue. Warm, bitter piss filled my mouth, spilling over my lips, dripping down my neck, soaking my hair. I gagged, but she gripped my head and held me there, forcing me to swallow.

“Take it *all,*” she ordered, piss splashing across my face now, running down my cheeks. When she was done, she stepped back, admiring her work.

“Disgusting,” she murmured, dragging her fingers through the mess on my chin before shoving them into my mouth. “But you love it, don’t you?”

I didn’t answer. I didn’t have to.

Vivi smirked, fixing her skirt. “Good girl. Now clean me up.”

And like the pathetic toy I was, I leaned forward, my tongue lapping at her wet cunt all over again.