Lady Atropas was in a foul mood, and her pet dwarf, Maik, hadn't been able to avoid it. She glared at him, her eyes sharp as daggers as he cowered before her. With a curl of her lip, she spat directly into his face. It landed with a splat, sticky and disgusting.
"I am the Lady," she hissed. "I am not to be ignored or confronted."
Maik whimpered, his body trembling as he tried to wipe the spittle from his cheek. But Atropas wasn't finished haranguing him. She gestured to a large toilet bowl at her feet, its surface gleaming with an oily sheen.
"You will be of use to me tonight, Maik. I have a very specific purpose in mind for you."
Her voice was cold and malicious, and Maik felt his stomach turn. He didn't know what worse - the prospect of being used by his mistress, or the nagging feeling that he somehow deserved this treatment.
"You will be my vessel of warmth, Maik," she continued. "You will allow me to empty my bladder onto your body. My golden nectar will flow over you, cleansing you of your impurity."
With a sickening smile, Atropas positioned herself over the toilet bowl. She unsnapped the fastening on her bodice, and allowed it to fall open. A gust of foul-smelling air wafted over Maik as she released her bladder. His eyes widened in horror as he watched the stream of urine arc through the air, heading straight for him.
"No, my lady!" he cried, scrambling away from the impact zone. "Please, not that!"
But it was too late. The urine splashed down onto his face and chest, soaking his clothes and filling his nostrils with the acrid smell of the Lady's waste. A low, guttural moan escaped his lips as he felt the warm piss soaking into his skin.
"Now, Maik," Atropas said, her voice dangerously calm. "It is time to fulfill your purpose."
And with that, she grabbed Maik by the shoulder and pushed him face-first into the toilet bowl. The cold, hard surface pressed against his cheeks, and he could feel the liquid sloshing around as Atropas continued to empty her bladder onto his back.
"This is your humiliation, Maik," she growled. "This is your penance for daring to cross me."
The dwarf cowered, wishing he could disappear. He felt his nose and lips tingle from the acidic sting of the urine, but he knew that this was the price he had to pay. As Atropas finished, she reached down and gripped his head, forcing it up so that he could see the mess he was in.
"Your Lady's blessing," she said, her teeth bared in a twisted grin. "Enjoy it, Maik. For it is all you will ever receive from me."
With that, Atropas turned and walked away, leaving Maik to stew in his own filth. The dwarf opened his mouth to protest, to beg for mercy, but no words would come. Instead, he closed his eyes and forced himself to accept his fate. For now, he was nothing more than a toilet for the Lady Atropas.
