RosellaExtrem - I had to serve Dirty-Tina and her slave as a toilet! Part 2

I felt my face under their feet as they guided it to the toilet, my eyes locked onto the unforgiving white porcelain, mesmerized with the anticipation of what was to come. When we finally arrived at our destination, my heart raced in fear and excitement as Tina pushed me forward until my face met the cold surface of the toilet seat. She grabbed my hair tightly in her hand and forced my mouth open as she leaned over me, her breasts almost touching my nose. I could hear the steady stream of urine hitting the bowl below us, growing louder and louder with each passing moment.

Tina nodded towards the slave behind her, and he stepped forward reluctantly, his eyes filled with shame and humiliation. He lowered his pants and unzipped his fly, revealing a throbbing erection that glistened under the fluorescent lighting. His hands trembled as he gripped onto the back of the toilet for support, knowing full well what was about to happen. His cockhead brushed against my lips gently at first, teasing me, but then he pushed it forwards, forcing his entire length into my mouth. The salty taste of his precum mixed with the metallic tang of the toilet as he began to pump his hips, driving his cock deeper and deeper into my throat.

Tina's obscene laughter echoed around the room as she watched the scene unfold before her, her hands caressing her sensitive nether regions, her body aching for release. "Swallow every drop," she commanded, slapping me hard across the face when I tried to pull away from the invading cock in my mouth. I looked up at her, tears streaming down my cheeks, and nodded obediently, beginning to move my head up and down in time with his thrusts. As he reached his climax, his erection throbbing and pulsing inside my mouth, I felt his hot seed filling my throat, overwhelming my senses. I swallowed convulsively, gagging slightly on the thick, salty fluid, but never once breaking eye contact with Tina as she demanded.

When he finally pulled out of my mouth, I was gasping for air, my throat burning and raw from the abuse it had taken. Tina smiled cruelly, her lips stretching back to reveal pointed fangs. "That was excellent," she purred, turning back towards the toilet bowl. "I think we'll keep you two around for a while longer." She lifted her skirt, exposing her heavily perfumed pussy to our view, and motioned for me to get down on the floor. I did as I was told, my head bobbing just above the level of her pelvis as her warm, wet pussy lips brushed against the side of my face. "Just imagine how sweet it will be when you finally get to taste this," she whispered to me, her breath hot against my cheek. "It will be worth all of this humiliation."

As she began to grind her hips against my face, I could feel the heat and wetness spreading across my cheeks, threatening to push me over the edge into an orgasm. I tried my best to focus on her pussy, memorizing every detail of its texture and smell, all the while knowing that I was nothing more than her living toilet. But as her cries of pleasure echoed around the room, I couldn't help but wonder if there was a part of her that enjoyed having control over someone so completely broken.