Toiletslaveanddommes - Master and whore enema and piss drinking

At Toiletslaveanddommes, we are not ordinary. We are a world where dominance and submission reign supreme, especially in the realms of toilet slavery and scat fetishes. Today's story highlights one such relationship between a master and his willing toilet slave.

The sissy slut lay naked on the cold marble floor, his legs spread wide open, revealing his juicy pussy clad in a ruffled diaper. He had been waiting for this moment all day - being used as a toilet by his esteemed master. The thought made his heart race and his stomach churn with excitement. His body quaked as he felt his master's presence near him.

With a leather-clad hand, his master grasped his chin firmly and lifted his face to meet his eyes. "Today, my little toilet slave, you will be rewarded for your obedience," he growled, his voice a deep echo of dominance. The slave could barely contain his joy as he felt a bulge grow in his master's pants - a sign that he was about to be used yet again.

Without further ado, his master unzipped his pants and pulled out his huge cock, glistening with pre-cum. "Open wide, my whore," he commanded, and the slave did as he was told. The head of his master's cock touched the inside of his lips, and he moaned in anticipation.

With a forceful thrust, his master's cock entered his eager mouth, filling it to capacity. The slave began to bob his head up and down, taking as much of his master's length as possible. He lovingly massaged the shaft with his tongue, tasting the pre-cum that had spilled onto his tongue. The more he took, the more he wanted.

After several minutes of deep throat cock sucking, his master pulled away, leaving the slave gasping for air. He could feel his master's hot semen dripping down his chin, and he eagerly licked it off, savoring the taste of his cum. Suddenly, he felt a cold sensation against his hole, and he knew what was coming next.

Without warning, his master forced a large enema nozzle into his ass, pressing it against the tight ring of muscle. The cold, uncomfortable sensation was quickly replaced by warmth and fullness as his master began to fill him up with warm, soapy water. The slave moaned in pleasure as he felt his master's control over him, knowing that he was at his mercy.

Once he was full, his master withdrew the nozzle and stepped back. The slave didn't need to be told what to do next - he knew that his master wanted him to drink the enema. On all fours, he crawled over to the toilet bowl and stuck his head in, lapping up the warm liquid like a loyal dog. He could feel the soapy water sliding down his throat, and he welcomed the feeling of fullness and submission.

Satisfied with his performance, his master zipped up his pants and left the room. The slave remained in the same position, his head still in the toilet bowl, enjoying the aftermath of their encounter. Soon, he felt a warm, rushing sensation between his legs - there was no doubt about it - his master was pissing on him. He loved this feeling almost as much as he loved being filled up with all sorts of fluids.

Without being told to, the slave lifted his hips off the floor, presenting his puckered hole to his master's stream of hot urine. He felt the warm liquid spread across his hole and anus, filling him up once again. The taste of his master's piss on his tongue was intoxicating, and he was grateful for every drop that touched his skin.

Finally, his master finished, and the slave lay there, exhausted but satisfied. He knew that he had pleased his master, and that was all that mattered. As he lay there, his thoughts drifted to the next time they would be together, wondering what new and exciting toys his master would introduce him to next.