Richard woke up with a start, feeling something warm and wet on his face. He tried to open his eyes but quickly realized that he was lying on the cold bathroom floor. Groggily, he tried to sit up, but his body felt heavy and sluggish. That's when he felt it - a strange sensation on his chest. It was soft and smooth, yet also sticky and wet.
As he struggled to comprehend what was happening, he slowly managed to open his eyes. That's when he saw her - his stepmother, Isabella. She stood over him, her normally immaculate blouse and skirt disheveled. Her hair was tousled, and there was a smirk on her face that made him shudder.
"Good morrnnning, Richarrrdd," she sang, her voice syrupy sweet. "I thhhhought you shhhoould be more conssshevative with your sleeeping habits."
He tried to speak, to respond somehow, but his voice was hoarse and weak. All he could do was stare up at her in horror as he realized what had happened. Isabella had woken him up by peeing on his face.
Richard wanted to die. He wanted to sink into the cold floor and disappear. But Isabella wasn't finished yet. She leaned down and grabbed him by the hair, pulling his head back so his face was exposed once more. And then she did it again - only this time, she pushed him back down onto the floor and straddled him, using her weight to hold him in place.
"Don't you loike that?" she asked, her breath warm on his neck. "Don't you loike the way your stepmother's piss tastessses?"
She laughed cruelly as she ground herself against him, grinding her hips in a deliberately provocative manner. Richard couldn't believe what was happening. Isabella, his own stepmother, was humiliating him in the most degrading way possible. He tried to push her off, but she was too strong. All he could do was lie there and take it.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Isabella sat up and wiped her hands on a nearby towel. She looked down at Richard with satisfaction, her eyes gleaming. "Now then," she said, reaching for a roll of toilet paper, "let's see about cleaning up this mess."
