Learning Nothing

Off course she hadn´t put on her panties when her uncle made her clean.
Wearing her shortest dress, she soon heard the effect it had on him.
Heavy breathing.
She didn’t look.
Then splashes of thick liquid hitting the floor.
“You missed a spot”, he said.
She turned and went over there on her knees.
“Lick it away, or you´ll never learn to clean your dirty places proper if you are not punished”.
And so she did, like a cat sobbing milk, learning nothing accept the craving for more.     

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