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It had been over a week now since Melissa broke up with her. Shauna expected her to crawl back to her within a few days, given that was what Melissa always ended up doing when she was upset with her. It usually wouldn’t even take a day for Melissa to get over it, but Shauna assumed that, given the circumstances, it would take her a little longer. So she waited, but Melissa never came back.
Part of Shauna knew she should be the one to go talk to Melissa first, and perhaps even try to make amends in some way- or god forbid, apologize . But Shauna would never want to admit that she might have been wrong. Melissa was the one who provoked her, who acted stupid, then dared her to shoot her. She put her on blast in front of everyone and expected that Shauna wouldn’t retaliate? Everything was her damn fault. She should be the one begging Shauna to take her back.
And yet, Melissa had been stubbornly avoiding her. She went back to Gen’s hut, like the ungrateful bitch she was. She was the one who pursued her so fervently, and now she could act as if she was over Shauna? Acting all buddy-buddy with Gen after ditching her? After acting as Shauna’s loyal dog for months? Shauna couldn’t accept that. Melissa was hers .
But Shauna would never admit that deep down, she missed Melissa. Missed the comfort she brought her. The intimacy she could share with her. It had been over a week now, and Shauna’s sexual urges were over the roof. She had gotten used to having sex whenever she wanted, and the withdrawal was starting to get to her.
Anyway, even if she wanted to go talk to Melissa, she was almost always with Gen. And Shauna didn’t want to look like she was the one crawling back to her ex, not in front of others. That would be humiliating. Melissa should be the one who gets to be humiliated, for daring to make Shauna care about her in the first place.
She wanted to see Melissa get humiliated again.
Dark thoughts were overtaking her. She needed to see that happen again. The look on Melissa’s face when she wet herself. Shauna had so much pent-up sexual desire that she couldn’t unwind that she started fantasizing about that event. This had awakened something within her that she didn’t know she was into. And now she wanted more .
When Melissa finally left Gen’s side to go venture into the woods alone, Shauna knew it was the right time to strike. She waited for a few minutes, then went into the woods too, making sure to bring the gun with her.
“Need a hand?”
Melissa jolted and turned back quickly, her left hand gripping the hem of her pants while her right arm was still in a sling. Shauna couldn’t help but sneer.
“S-Shauna!? What… What the fuck are you doing here…!?”
Shauna always found it kind of adorable how Melissa’s voice would go much higher when she was upset. That reminded her of her uncle’s angry chihuahua whenever he barked at her. Cute, but annoying. And not very threatening.
“I thought you could need some help, that mustn’t be easy with one arm only,” Shauna said with fake concern. “You’re right-handed, huh? Must be tough, having to do everything with your left hand. Good thing I didn’t actually hit your good arm-”
“F-fuck off…!”
Shauna grabbed the strap of her gun, without actually drawing it. This was just a warning, and it seemed to have worked, given Melissa instantly flinched. This brought a smile to Shauna’s smile lips.
“Now, don’t be rude. I’m just here to give you a hand for… you know,” Shauna pointed at Melissa’s pants.
Melissa’s clenched her fist, looking like she really wanted to snap at Shauna, but the gun was doing a great job dissuading her.
“P-please, I just… leave me alone. I can do this myself.”
“I don’t know, didn’t seem so last time,” Shauna continued to taunt mercilessly. “When you pissed your pants in front of everyone-”
“SHUT UP!”
Melissa tried to launch at her, but Shauna was quicker. She drew her knife, forcing Melissa to back off.
“I wouldn’t try that if I were you,” Shauna mocked. “You don’t need any more extra holes in your body, don’t you?”
Melissa bit her lips and then looked down. “What…do you want?”
Her voice sounded so resigned, much to Shauna’s pleasure.
“Well, I just wanted to give you a hand, but since you’ve been acting so ungrateful , you don’t deserve it. So, how about you just do it in your pants like you’re so good at?”
Melissa gave her an incredulous look. “W-what…?”
Shauna rolled her eyes. “Gosh, you really are that stupid, huh? That was a very clear, simple demand.”
Melissa scoffed. “I-I don’t want to…! Fuck off…!”
Melissa tried to shove Shauna away, but with only one working arm, she couldn’t do much. Shauna easily overpowered her and slammed her against a tree, knife under her throat.
“Don’t make me repeat myself. You’re going to piss your pants right here, right now, or else it’s your throat that’s going to fucking piss blood!”
Melissa was panting, fear in her blue eyes. This made Shauna feel a bit nostalgic. Part of her hoped Melissa would just launch on towards her and give her a bold kiss, like she did before. But she did no such thing. She simply glared at Shauna with such contempt, despite her terror. Shauna hated how she still desired Melissa, and that only fueled her desire to humiliate her. To have power over her in any way she could.
“If I don’t see you piss yourself right now, I’m gonna slit your fucking throat-”
“...ughh…”
Shauna could hear a liquid dripping, followed by a familiar stench. She let go of Melissa and took a few steps back. A wet spot started growing bigger on Melissa’s crotch, spreading on her pants and dripping down her leg. Her pants were dark, but Shauna could still see the pee stain.
Shauna could feel something wet in her pants, too. But it wasn’t piss. Seeing Melissa like that, pissing her pants once again because of her, and looking at the humiliation on her face, aroused her. This made her feel so… powerful.
That’s fucking power.
Those words Melissa once told her resounded in her head. She was the first person who understood her desire for power, who validated how she felt, how she was the one who deserved to be the leader. Melissa was the one who pushed her into that role, and yet…
She left her. Like everyone she cared about did.
Melissa was shivering, pee still dripping and staining her pants. She was clenching her fists, glaring at Shauna with such hatred in her blue eyes. She looked like she was on the verge of crying, humiliated once again, but she was holding back her tears out of sheer rage. She did not want to give that satisfaction to Shauna.
“Happy now?” Melissa said between her teeth, venom in her voice.
Shauna really wished Melissa would have just kissed her. Just forget about that gun incident and move on. Shauna would have let it go in a heartbeat if Melissa had come back to her. Shauna hoped she would have just learned her lesson and they’d be back together as if nothing happened…
Unfortunately, that never happened. And might never. And Shauna hated that. She hated how much she missed that stupid girl. So she did what she was best at: hiding her regret and sadness behind cruelty.
“Look at you, pissing your pants once again, like a baby,” Shauna sneered. “If you keep doing that, you won’t have any more pants to wear. Don’t forget we don’t have an unlimited amount of those.”
Melissa didn’t reply and looked down, clearly bothered by her now piss stained pants. Shauna knew she’d be embarassed to walk back to Gen’s hut and having to explain she pissed herself again. Gen might be understanding, but Melissa’s ego wouldn’t take it. That gave Shauna an idea.
“How about you come by my hut? I’m sure I must have a spare pair of pants I can let you borrow,” Shauna proposed, with fake sympathy. “You can even stay for the night… if you want.”
This was an invitation with a clear innuendo that even Melissa must have understood. For a split second, Shauna was convinced that Melissa was considering her offer. But, much to her surprise, Mel just scoffed at her and started walking away.
“Hey, where are you going!?” Shauna yelled.
“Wash off,” Melissa simply said, disappearing into the woods.
The lake was almost frozen. The little amount of water they had access to was super cold. And yet Melissa would rather try to wash her pants in freezing water than accept Shauna’s generous offer?
Shauna was fuming. She was tempted to run after Melissa and drag her to her hut at gunpoint, and forcibly rip off her piss-stained pants and have her way with her however she damn pleased. To make her pay for rejecting her, after everything they went through, after Melissa crept into her life and managed to make Shauna’s existence a little less shitty. So much for liking her “bad parts”, huh?
But ultimately, Shauna refrained from going after her. At this point, it’d look like she was insisting too much, that she actually missed Melissa… And there was no way in hell she’d want to give that impression. It would just be too… pathetic.
Fuck Melissa. If she wanted to be stubborn and risk freezing to death just to wash her pants instead of being reasonable and accepting Shauna’s offer, then so be it. Shauna was fine before she came into her life, she’ll continue to be fine without her.
“She’s nothing,” Shauna told herself. “I don’t give a shit about her!”
Shauna headed back to her hut, her heart beating with fury. She was still wet, though, and that will require some attention. When she got inside, she sighed and lay down in her bed, shoving a hand down her pants.
Gosh, she really wished Melissa wouldn’t have been so stubborn and just come back to the hut with her. That would have made things much easier.