Domina-Victoria looked down at her new pet with a smirk, sensing his excitement building as he watched her approach the toilet. She knew exactly what he was thinking; she could feel his burning desire for her even before she sat down on the cold, hard wood of the toilet seat. She slowly undid her trousers, savoring the moment as her slave's eyes widened in anticipation, and then slid them down to her feet. She reached back between her legs and began to play with her pussy, moistening her fingers before inserting them into her wet, hungry slit. She let out a soft moan, feeling the pleasure course through her body as she remembered the first time she had ever forced a slave to watch her piss.
She lowered her gaze to meet his, seeing the desperation and longing in his eyes. She knew that for him, this was the ultimate display of power and dominance; he longed to feel her hot pissjet against his skin, to know that he was completely owned by her. She leaned forward slightly, her breasts grazing against the cool surface of the toilet seat, and released a stream of urine into the bowl below. The sound of piss hitting the water was loud in the silence that had fallen between them.
Domina-Victoria held his gaze as she continued to pee, her fingers still deep inside her pussy, rubbing against her clit. She felt the intense pleasure building within her, the rush of power that came from controlling another's desires. She slowly withdrew her fingers from her dripping wet pussy, deliberately stretching out the moment of anticipation for her slave. She teased him, letting him see the clear evidence of her arousal on her fingers before finally lowering them to his lips.
"Taste me," she commanded, her voice a low growl. He opened his mouth eagerly, his tongue darting out to touch her fingers, tasting the combination of her piss and her essence. She felt the strong, hungry suction as he lapped at her digits, every part of his body utterly devoted to her. And then, with a final, triumphant thrust, she pushed her fingers deep into his mouth, filling his mouth with the taste of her dominance.
Domina-Victoria stepped away from the toilet, her body glowing with power as she surveyed her willing slave. She knew that he was aching for more, but she also knew how to tease him, how to make him wait for her pleasure. He knelt at her feet, his eyes never leaving her, his cock standing tall and proud, ready for her command. She reached down and stroked it gently, feeling the heat emanating from his body.
"Someday," she whispered, her breath playing over his flushed cheeks, "I might even let you taste me again."
