Glancing around Greg was glad to see the corridors empty.
With revenge in his thoughts he followed Annie into the bathroom.
Quietly closing the door behind him Greg surveyed the room. A line of sinks and mirrors along one wall was matched by a line of cubicles along the other. Two of the cubicles had their doors closed and pausing to listen told him both were in use.
He was trying to figure out who else was in there when an image sprang into his mind. Chelsea Gainsborough. Another of Annie's bitchy elite. A statuesque blonde ice queen who delighted in her reputation as a ball buster. Literally in some cases. She'd kicked a friend of his in the balls last year and claimed it was because he groped her behind. Which Greg knew his friend hadn't done.
Greg looked down at the ring on his finger and smiled. This thing was awesome. And both girls were about to reap what they had sown.
"Careful" he thoughts to himself "Better test this thing out first. You don't know it's limits."
Turning towards the two stalls Greg concentrated. "Stop peeing" he thought at both girls. Instantly the sounds from within both stalls ceased. Greg got a big grin on his face. Now the bitches were in for it. "Finish peeing but don't flush" he thought at them both. Soon the noise from both stalls had ceased and the two girls came out.
"WHat're you doing in here you pervert?!" screamed Annie while Chelsea stalked towards him. Somehow Greg knew she intended to kick him in the balls. He also knew she was looking forwards to it. Greg smiled at the approaching girl and gestured with his hand.
"AAAARRRGGGH!" cried Chelsea doubling over. Suddenly she'd felt just like someone had kicked her hard between the legs. Greg smiled at the ring again. This thing just got better and better. While Chelsea gasped in pain and tried to regain her breath Annie advanced.
"Listen piss breath, I don't know what you're up to but you better..."
Greg smiled at the Annie as her mouth stretched open wide and a look of absolute shock came onto her face. For all the world it looked as if she were deep throating an enormous invisble cock. And to her it felt like it too. She began to struggle frantically but could find nothing to grab to pull the phantom cock from her mouth.
"I'd better what?" he asked with mock innocence "Better take this chance to fuck you two bitches over for all the hassle you've given me and my friends over the years?" he asked menacingly as he advanced on the two. Chelsea had regained her feet but hadn't yet got over the shock of the invisible kick. Annie was still trying to grasp the invisible cock that was now forcing roughly fucking her face. She was also still trying to scream at him but all that came out were strangled grunts and moans.
"What the fu.... AAAAAHHHHH!" Chelsea's sentence was cut off by the very real sensation of a crop slashing across her pert butt.
Chelsea opened her mouth to speak again before she too found her mouth stretched wide by an invisible rapist.
"Come over here and kneel down in front of me" he ordered, backing it up with the power of the ring. "It's payback time you pair of whores." |