Princess Nikki's Urgent Need for a Little's Mouth
Princess Nikki, adorned in her sparkling tiara and flowing gown, sat on the lavish couch in her elegant living room. She casually munched on a rich, moist chocolate cake, its sweet aroma filling the room. However, after a few bites, she felt a familiar warmth spreading in her lower abdomen. Her eyes widened as she realized she had to pee – badly.
As her bladder began to stretch uncomfortably, she glanced around the room, looking for any potential targets to fulfill her urgent need. Her gaze fell upon her pathetic little slave, trembling and waiting for his mistress's command. A wicked grin spread across her face as she stood up and approached him.
"I think you're going to be very useful to me today, my little piss drinker," she purred, her tone filled with dark amusement. "It seems that Princess Nikki has an urgent need to empty her bladder, and since you're such a good little slave, you'll be happy to accommodate her, won't you?"
The slave shook in fear, but he knew better than to refuse his mistress's commands. He lowered his head, exposing his trembling lips for her to use as she pleased. "Ple... please, Mistress, I'll do anything you want," he whimpered.
Nikki smiled cruelly and placed one hand on his head, pushing it down towards her swollen crotch. With the other hand, she unzipped her elegant gown, revealing her perfect pussy dripping with her arousal. "That's not quite what I had in mind," she purred, teasingly. "But since you're so eager to please, you'll just have to take what I give you."
And with that, she let out a powerful stream of hot urine, aiming it directly at her slave's open mouth. He whimpered as the scalding liquid hit his tongue, burning its way down his throat. Nikki continued to piss into his mouth, filling it up with her warm, potent piss.
"Mmm... that feels so good," she moaned, licking her lips. "You know, sometimes being a princess can be quite... messy. But lucky for me, I have a loyal little slave who's willing to clean up after me."
As she finished pissing, she stepped back, surveying the pathetic figure kneeling before her. Her slave was coughing and sputtering, still trying to get the taste of her piss out of his mouth. Nikki laughed cruelly, her amusement clear in her eyes.
"Get up, you pathetic excuse for a slave," she said, kicking him hard in the stomach. "You've got some cleaning to do."
The slave slowly stood up, his knees shaking from the humiliation he had just endured. He knew that there was no escape from his mistress's cruel games. He looked at her, hoping for some sympathy or kindness, but all he saw was the gleam of satisfaction in her eyes.
With a sigh, he began to scoop up the puddle of her piss with his trembling hands, cleaning up the mess she had made. He knew that this was his punishment for not anticipating her needs properly. As he cleaned, he couldn't help but taste the remnants of her piss on his tongue, making him feel even more humiliated.
But still, he remained loyal to his mistress. After all, there was nowhere else he'd rather be than at her feet, even if it meant suffering through her cruel games.
