The man lay on the cold, hard floor of the lavatory, his body aching and his mind reeling from the relentless onslaught of pain and humiliation he had just endured. He could barely remember what had happened or how long he had been there. All he could focus on was trying to catch his breath, which felt like it was being squeezed out of him with every labored gasp.
Gradually, his lungs expanded, and he managed to sit up. His vision swam in and out of focus as he surveyed the room. He tried to stand, but his legs wobbled unsteadily beneath him, and he fell back to the floor with a pained grunt. He looked over at the women, who were standing calmly by the sink, watching him with cool detachment.
"M-Miss...?" he croaked, struggling to his feet again. This time, he managed to remain standing, though he had to lean against the wall for support. "W-Why are you doing this?"
One of the women, a tall brunette with piercing green eyes, smiled coldly. "Because you deserve it," she said simply.
The man looked confused. "I don't understand. Why would you want to hurt me like this?"
The other woman, a petite redhead with an icy gaze, stepped forward. "You hurt us first," she hissed. "And you think you can get away with it? You'll pay for what you've done."
The man tried to explain that he had no idea what they were talking about, but they wouldn't listen. They marched him back over to the toilet and began to urinate on him again, their anger fueling their need to humiliate him further.
He shut his eyes tight, trying to block out the warm, stinging liquid that was splashing against his skin. But this time, they didn't stop with just pissing on him. They also forced him to perform oral sex on them, making him taste his own urine as they emptied their bladders into his mouth.
When they were finally satisfied, they left him alone again, this time making sure that he was completely immobilized. They could still hear him whimpering softly from where they stood at the sink. They exchanged a look, one of satisfaction mixed with relief.
Finally, they turned and left the bathroom, closing the door quietly behind them. As they walked away, they each let out a long, shaky breath, their hearts pounding from the rush of power they had just experienced. They knew that they would never forget this day, nor would they ever forgive the man who had dared to hurt them.
