In a luxurious bathroom, the stunning Lady related to as Mistress, stood over her beloved toilet slave. Her legs were spread slightly, her wet and swollen pussy dripping onto the cold porcelain below. Her full bladder was about to burst, and she couldn't wait to let go.
She called out to the slave, whose face was buried between her legs, "Slave, don't forget, you're going to eat that too." She moaned softly as her slave's tongue extended further into her sopping cunt. She felt him lapping up her juices as if they were the most delicious nectar ever. The slave was indeed a devoted servant, willing to perform any task his Mistress required of him.
"Up," she commanded, and he lifted his head obediently. "Now, slave, eat this," she said, leaning over the toilet to scoop up some of the piss that had collected in the bowl. She brought it to his mouth and watched as he opened his lips slightly, letting the warm, salty liquid flow in.
Her slave had been living off of dry food for some time now, but she knew that he deserved something soft and nourishing. Her fingers traced across her cheek before dipping into the remaining pee on the toilet seat. She then brought them up to his lips, letting him taste the remnants of her piss.
"That's right, slave," she said softly, running her fingers through his hair. "Drink it all up. It's your mistress's piss soup, and you're going to enjoy every last drop."
Her slave took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened his mouth wide. She watched as he swallowed down the thick, bitter-sweet liquid, every muscle in his body taut with anticipation of what was to come next.
"Good boy," she purred, running her fingers down his chest. "Now clean me up."
With that, she pulled her pussy away from his face and turned around, presenting him with a view of her dripping cunt. He dropped to his knees, his tongue darting out to clean up every last drop of her piss that remained on her skin. She bit her lip as he began to lick her anus, moaning softly in pleasure.
"Yes, slave," she whispered, running her fingers through his hair. "You're doing such a good job. Clean me up properly, and I'll reward you with something special."
As he continued to worship her body, she mentally planned what kind of reward she would give him this time. Her heart raced with excitement at the thought of making him hers completely.
