Lady Shay's Initiation: A Pee Drinking Slave's First Time
As Lady Shay walked into her luxurious bathroom, she felt an intense sense of power and control. Her hazel eyes scanned over her slave who trembled in anticipation, awaiting his ultimate test. Today, he would taste her divine pee for the first time.
She approached him slowly, her curves swaying against the silk of her robe. Her nostrils flared as she took in his intoxicating scent, mixed with the faint smell of fear emanating from his body. "Are you ready, my little one?" she purred, running a manicured nail down his chest.
He nodded frantically, his eyes fixed on her, unable to look away. Lady Shay smiled, knowing she had him completely under her spell. She turned around and bent over the edge of the bathtub, revealing her perfect ass and dripping wet pussy. "Drink," she commanded, pointing towards her wet hole.
The slave approached hesitantly at first but then knelt before her, his tongue darting out to taste her sweet nectar. She gasped as his warm tongue made contact with her clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She moaned softly, pushing against his face, wanting more.
Finally satisfied, Lady Shay stood up straight and wiped off her makeup-free face with a silk towel, revealing her bare skin glistening with sweat. She walked towards him, holding out a glass filled with her freshly-caught pee. "Drink," she repeated, her voice low and menacing.
The slave took the glass from her shaking hands, his heart pounding in his chest as he brought it to his lips. He took a tentative sip, his face contorting in disgust as he tried to fight off the bitter taste. But he knew better than to disobey his Mistress. He swallowed it all down, finishing every last drop.
Finally satisfied, Lady Shay stepped back, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She watched as he fell to his knees, begging for more. She chuckled, amused by his desperation. "You've done well, my pet," she said, running her fingers through her damp hair. "But the true test is yet to come."
With that, she turned around and lowered herself onto the edge of the bathtub again, spreading her legs wide open. Her pussy glistened in anticipation, dripping with sweetness. She looked over at him, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Are you ready to taste the real thing?" she asked, arching her back.
The slave nodded vigorously, his mouth watering at the thought of tasting her delicious pee straight from the source. Without another word, he knelt before her, pressing his lips to her wet opening and taking a slow, steady breath. The scent of her piss filled his nostrils, making his head spin with desire.
As he tentatively pressed his tongue against her pu**y lips, Lady Shay let out a soft moan of pleasure. He pushed further, lapping up her sweet nectar as it trickled down his throat. She watched, transfixed, as he worshiped her most intimate part.
Finally satiated, Lady Shay pushed him away gently. "You've pleased me greatly, my pet," she said, standing up and turning around to face him. "You may now go and clean yourself up."
The slave bowed his head in submission before scurrying out of the room, his mind racing with thoughts of his next opportunity to taste his Mistress's divine piss.
