No Mercy Toilet Slavery - Drink my pee slave - 11

Our story begins with you, a worm, kneeling on the cold tiles of your toilet, your head positioned directly over the bowl where I, your Mistress, would soon relieve myself. I walk over to you, my heels clicking against the floor, and reach down to fiddle with your collar. Tilting your head back, I expose your wide pink lips, eagerly waiting for what was to come next.

Slowly, I unbutton my pants and lower my panties, revealing my bare cunt to you. "Look at your mistress's pussy, worm," I command. You obediently stare, your eyes wide with lust as you watch my lips spread open, revealing the slippery pearl of my excitement. Unable to contain yourself, you start to lick your chops in anticipation.

I sigh, sinking down into a familiar position on the toilet bowl. "Make sure this is clean enough for what I'm about to do," I growl as I feel my bladder starting to contract. Grasping your chin firmly, I guide your head to the edge of the bowl. "When I give the command, your ass will be in the air, and my piss will be in your mouth," I hiss. Your cock twitches in excitement as I finish my sentence.

With that, I slam my pussy down onto the toilet bowl and let out a long, slow stream of urine directly into your waiting mouth. Without hesitation, you start swallowing, your throat working in tandem with my golden cascade. I lean back, watching my pee slide down your throat as if it were the most delicious drink in the world. You moan faintly as you feel the warm liquid fill your belly.

Still not satisfied, I push my wet pussy back into you, grinding against your face as I force another helpless moan from your throat. "Drink my piss, worm," I growl, my fingers digging into your scalp. You start sucking on my clit, drawing it deep into your mouth as you continue to swallow my stream. I shudder, feeling the rush of intense pleasure cascading over me.

Finally, sated, I pull away, leaving a trail of drool and piss between us. "That's a good worm," I purred, reaching down to pet your slick head fondly. Panting heavily, you look up at me, your eyes shining with desire. "Now," I smirk, leaning forward once again. "Let's see how good of a toilet slave you really are."

I take a step back, raising my drenched panties with one hand while I grab your hair with the other. With one swift motion, I yank your head up and force your mouth down onto my wet crotch. Your eager tongue immediately starts lapping at my folds, tasting the rich mix of your piss and my arousal. I let out a moan of pure bliss as I feel your hot breath and eager tongue on my most intimate parts.

Soon, I feel another wave of urine building up inside me. Without warning, I lower my hips and press my pussy squarely against your face, releasing another long, hot stream of urine straight into your waiting mouth. You start swallowing eagerly again, your throat working up and down in rhythm with my hips. I buck against your face, grinding my aching clit against your tongue.

You know what comes next; it's what you've been waiting for all along. "Swallow my load, worm," I command, my voice hoarse with lust. Your mouth opens wide, greedily accepting each drop of my hot, salty cum. As you swallow, I grab hold of your cock, stroking it gently to encourage a messy cumshot. Sure enough, your cock jerks violently, spraying your hot cum all over my chin and neck.

With a satisfied smirk, I stand up, leaving you kneeling in a puddle of your own cum and piss. "That's a good boy," I purred, rinsing my cum and piss off my hands and face in the toilet bowl. "Now, get cleaned up and be ready for the next round."

I can see the anticipation burning in your eyes as you look up at me, awaiting my next command. You know that you'll do anything, submit to anything, just to please your Mistress and earn her precious piss and cum.