Pee Drinking Toiletman: A Slave's Journey in HD
Matylda and Veronica stood in front of the master's toilet, their hearts racing as they awaited their punishment. Today, they were about to experience something they had never imagined possible - a toiletman was going to make them drink his pee. HD 1280x720, time 19:28.
The door to the master's chamber opened, and the toiletman emerged. He was a tall, imposing figure, dressed in nothing but a tight-fitting rubber suit that accentuated his muscular form. His eyes locked on the two young women standing before him, and he gave them a cold, calculating stare.
"Come," he commanded, his voice echoing in the cavernous space.
Matylda and Veronica hesitated for a moment before stepping forward. They knew they had no choice but to obey their master's will.
As they approached the toilet, the toiletman opened the lid and positioned himself above it. His cock, already hardened with anticipation, hovered just above the waiting pool of golden pee.
"Bend over," he instructed, his voice low and menacing.
The two women obeyed without question, their bodies forming a perfect V-shape as they presented their wet, trembling lips to the waiting toilet.
The toiletman began his task, slowly pushing his massive cock deep into the waiting mouth of the first woman. Matylda. She gagged as she felt him filling her mouth with his hot, salty pee. Her eyes watered from the sheer intensity of it all.
As soon as he pulled out of her mouth, she knew what was coming next. She turned her head to the side, not wanting to see her friend take the same humiliating treatment. But there was nowhere for her to look except at the toilet bowl, which was now filling up with Veronica's pee.
Veronica's face flushed with shame as she felt her master's hot tongue lapping up her pee. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to block out the sensation. But it was no use - the feeling of his tongue on her skin was too intense, too sensual.
Finally, the toiletman pulled out of her, and she opened her eyes to see Matylda's pee-filled mouth staring back at her. She knew it was her turn again, and she braced herself for the inevitable.
The routine continued, each woman taking their turn serving as the toiletman's willing receptacle for his golden nectar. Their bodies were awash in the taste and smell of pee, their minds reeling from the humiliation of their situation.
The entire process, from start to finish, took nearly twenty minutes. By the time it was over, both women were exhausted, both physically and emotionally. They stood there, shaking and trembling, as the toiletman unzipped his rubber suit and stepped out, revealing his still-erect cock, covered in a mixture of their pee and his own pre-cum.
He looked at them, evaluating their reactions. And then, without a word, he turned and left the room, leaving them to clean up the mess they had made.
As they knelt beside the master's toilet, their eyes never leaving the glimmering pool of golden pee, they knew that this was just the beginning. They were now his slaves, bound to serve his every desire, no matter how depraved or degrading.
And so, they began their new lives as toilet slaves, their bodies and minds forever changed by the power of the golden stream.
