As the day went on, Mistress found herself with little time to spare. Her schedule was packed, leaving her with no opportunity to properly feed her devoted slave. She sighed, knowing that he would have to make do with a liquid diet for the time being. With a flick of her wrist, she grabbed her slave's hair roughly and pulled his head upwards. His eyes widened in anticipation as he looked up at her, his face filled with anticipation and fear.
"Open your mouth, slave," she commanded, her voice cold yet enticing. He nodded obediently and parted his lips, ready to receive whatever she had in store for him. Mistress smiled cruelly, enjoying the power she held over him. With a swift motion, she lifted her dress, revealing her supple backside to him. The scent of her body was intoxicating, causing his cock to twitch in his pants.
"Today, my slave, you will be treated to my finest juices," she purred, leaning back slightly so that her piss would flow directly into his eagerly awaiting mouth. He nodded gratefully, aware that this was a privilege few were ever granted. Mistress let out a long, steady stream of pee that landed directly on his tongue. The warmth and weight of her piss filled his mouth, causing him to moan in ecstasy.
"That's a good slave," she praised, enjoying the sounds of his pleasure. "Now take a moment to savor the taste of my golden nectar before swallowing it down." He nodded again, eager to please her. He closed his eyes and savored the taste of her piss, letting the unique flavor dance on his tongue. As he started to swallow, Mistress gave him a playful smack on the head.
"Don't forget who's in charge here," she chuckled, before pulling him back up to his feet. "Now then, back to work with you." She turned away from him, leaving him staring after her as she disappeared down the hallway. He felt a sense of fulfillment wash over him, knowing that he had pleased her once again. Holding his empty bladder tightly, he followed behind his Mistress, ready to serve her in whatever way she desired.
