Once in the shower I posed and played with myself for a while and then I moved into my being abused and used mode, I ripped open my dress exposing my sodden undies which were by now clinging to me, I then ripped off my panties so their torn remains fell around my ankles. Next the coup de grace, I forcefully backed onto the wall mounted dildo so that it thrust into me giving me no chance to plead innocence.  I rode back and forth on the dildo as if I was being used, as I felt nearer to cumming I ripped open my bra and then I stopped. I switched off the shower and stroked my clitty, all the while riding the dildo, sometimes gently, sometimes with force, but when I felt precum I removed my hands and just rode back and forth. Without touching myself but whilst looking at my trashed clothes and sensing that my eye make-up was running down my face, I came and how! It was superb,  I shook with pleasure and let out a long and very low groan.

Fortunately I managed to catch all of my cum in a beaker I had taken in the shower with me. I stepped out of the shower and stood in front of the full length mirror, what a sight! My dress was falling from my shoulders, my bra which had ripped apart hung from each shoulder, my panties remained around my ankles and one stocking had detached from my suspenders and slid down to my knee. My eye make-up had run, so much so that I looked like I had been crying out for mercy, just the look I had hoped for but only made perfect when having sipped some of me cum I had smeared the rest over my face, in my hair and running from my red painted lips. As the last drop slid down my throat I knew that I would have to take myself in hand whilst looking at my used and abused image in the mirror. Thankfully in not too long a time, after stroking my clitty I was cumming all over the mirror.

And then it was time for another shower!

I just love cum!

Love, Lana.