Lady Missy Takes Advantage of Her Toilet Slave in Her Garden Shed
Lady Missy, a dominatrix with a flair for the unusual, owned a toilet slave. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't always available when she needed him most. This particular incident took place in her garden shed while she was visiting with her girlfriend. The shed lacked a proper toilet, but it did have her loyal toilet slave at her beck and call.
As her bladder began to ache, Lady Missy grew impatient with her slave's absence. She called out to him, demanding he come immediately. When he finally arrived, he found his mistress standing in front of the toilet, her eager gaze fixed on its bowl. With nowhere else to go, she instructed him to assume his position.
Kneeling before her, the slave nervously averted his eyes as Lady Missy unzipped and pulled down her pants. The scent of urgency filled the air as she positioned herself over the open mouth of the toilet. With a sigh of relief, she released a torrent of pee into the eagerly awaiting maw of her slave.
As she finished, she slowly pulled up her pants and turned to face her girlfriend, a satisfied smile on her lips. The girlfriend couldn't help but be amazed at the power her lover possessed over others. It was both terrifying and arousing at the same time.
The two women shared a cigarette together, the sweet smoke curling lazily around them as they talked about their day. As they chatted, Lady Missy could feel her bladder start to stir once again. Without hesitation, she turned back to her helpless toilet slave and positioned herself over his head once more.
This time, she emptied her bladder slowly, savoring the look of terror in her slave's eyes as he was forced to endure her pee once again. When she finally finished, she stood up and stretched, her muscles tense from the exertion.
She thanked the slave for his service and sent him on his way. As she watched him stumble out of the shed, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity mixed with her sense of control. After all, there was always someone willing to do her bidding - even if it meant enduring the humiliation of being a human toilet.
