This is a part 2 I suppose maybe look out for the first part called: My first experience of SPH and CEI back in 1999. Shaped the rest of my life?

So there was likely a month or more before the next time I went for rent and Dean was not in the flat. Ruby invited me in and said to shut the door and strip whilst she made herself more comfortable. I waited a moment as I didn’t know if Dean was there. She turned and shouted for me to get on with it. I was told! I was soon totally naked, not a stitch. Ruby returned having replaced her jeans with a knee length skirt. I think this was the start of the tease as I think she knew I was expecting to see more of her.

“Okay Tiny. Let’s get this done quickly. Dean is due back in half an hour so we’ve not got long, but not a problem for peewee like you who can’t hold back his jizz!” I stood there with an erection that was at bursting point in moments. I’d saved myself from every Sunday to Friday up to this point for some reason and was horny as fuck. I’d even been to the gym and cut back on junk food to lose a few pounds. But she hadn’t noticed (or did and said nothing). She pointed next to her and told me to kneel. I moved next to her so she was in front of me and the coffee table to my right.

“Don’t point that little thing at me turn so you are shooting on the coffee table!” So I turned 90 degrees so my thighs were just inches from the coffee table. I was told not to move and she went off to her bedroom, returning with one of the envelopes they used for the rent.

“I’ve been to the bank and got you your rent. Every penny. But you have to earn it Tiny.” She pulled out a wad of new £20 notes, lay them in rows in front of me, then told me to get to it and shoot onto the notes. But that any notes without jizz on she was taking back from me. I was now pleased I’d been saving up my cum. I started to stroke myself and was already over-stimulated. She sat on the adjacent sofa and watched me as I rubbed at my dick, calling out how shit my penis was and how she owned me etc.

I was in a haze and I was watching her, watching me. A shit-eating grin on her face the whole time. I was desperate to cum, but also wanted it to last. She stood and went behind me, rubbing my shoulders as I slowly rubbed my dick. She leant down at one point and commented about getting my view of what it’s like to fiddle with a little penis. She loved to change up the words she used, penis, cock, dick, pee wee etc.

Next thing I knew she had reached between my legs from behind and grabbed at my balls. She even took a moment to say she though I had a fairly decent pair for such a teeny tiny dick, or words to that effect. She squeezed them just enough not to hurt, but enough to let me know she could change that any time she wanted. But this skin to skin contact was sufficient to send me over the edge. I said I was going to cum and she let go to have a better view. I squeezed it and slowed as long as I could until I blew.

I think even Ruby was impressed with my load. I covered the central row of notes, totally splattered and swivelled slightly to spray the left side and then the right, but by then all the power shots were gone and it was just oozing out over my hand.

I slowly stroked every last drop out and even flicked the head towards the furthest notes. I was spent and Ruby was laughing and jumping about. She was calling me her little dicked cum machine and other similar things that I don’t recall. She assessed the notes and said the spray had saved me. Only one note was cum splattered. I also had cum all over my hand and was looking for something to wipe it on. Ruby saw me and just said I was to clean my own mess up, she wasn’t wasting tissues on me. I was hesitant, it was different to last time, but Ruby again saw my reaction and just grabbed at my elbow, then grabbing my wrist to put it too my mouth, at first smearing it over my closed lips, then she slapped me on the chest. As I gasped she showed my cum soaked hand into my mouth with her demanding I clean myself up and not get any jizz on the carpet.

Her touch helped and, although maybe not eagerly, I cleaned my hand. She then grabbed my hair and pushed my face to the table and ordered me to clean the bank notes, and to hurry up before Dean got back. I was again reluctant and she reached back between my legs and squeezed my recently emptied balls. She squeezed hard enough to hurt me, and said I better start the cleaning job or she’d squeeze harder and harder.

I got to it. Her angle meant she was breathing into my ear, whispering at how small cock guys eat their own cum to please women on demand or they have no use. I was really not used to such derogatory talk and by the time I’d done a half decent job of cleaning the money I was hard again. Ruby said I was done and to take the money and fuck off. She also said to research giving women great oral ready for a future rent day and kicked me out of the flat. I had to pull my trousers on in the corridor, thankfully not seen.

I immediately went in search of a drink of orange juice in my flat, then realised my face was a sticky mess and took a shower. I was still not overly enamoured by the taste and texture of my cum, but I realised it wasn’t totally disgusting. The money was all stuck together and it took a while to make it better. I don’t envy the bank teller who had to count and log it!