Dirty Priest hardcore domination: Training a Pee slave
My new toilet slave knelt nervously in front of me, his eyes darting between the crucifix on the wall and the overflowing bucket of urine at my feet. I smiled indulgently at him, allowing myself a moment to savor the power I held over this pathetic creature. "You've been trained well so far, my little one," I said, my voice deep and commanding. "But today we're going to take things up a notch."
I stood up from my chair, towering over him, and walked towards the desk. On it rested a stack of papers and a pen, along with a small bowl of water. "You see this pen?" I asked, holding it up for him to see. "It represents your purpose in life now. To serve me, and to do as I say. Do you understand?"
His trembling lips formed the words 'Yes, master' before he could stop himself. I nodded approvingly. "Good boy," I said, taking a sip of water from the bowl. "Now, on to business."
I grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face close to mine. "Today, you're going to learn a new trick," I whispered, my breath hot against his ear. "You're going to become an expert at taking my piss."
I released his hair and stepped back, watching as he struggled to keep the terror from his eyes. Without further ado, I unzipped my fly and peeled back the foreskin of my cock, revealing the bulbous head. "Open your mouth," I ordered, jabbing the tip of my cock towards his mouth.
He hesitated for a moment, his eyes wide with fear and revulsion. But then, like a well-trained dog, he parted his lips and took the head of my cock into his mouth. I allowed him to taste the salty pre-cum on the tip before pushing further. "Suck on it," I growled, almost losing control of myself at the sight of my cock disappearing into his mouth.
I began to pump slowly, feeling the warmth of his tongue against the sensitive skin of my shaft. The sound of slurping filled the room as he took more and more of my cock into his mouth. "That's it, my little cocksucker," I moaned, grabbing the back of his head and pushing him further down.
With one swift movement, I unzipped my fly and released a hot stream of urine into his mouth. It was like watching someone drink directly from a firehose - the sheer force of it caused him to choke and gag, but he never once tried to pull away. Instead, he swallowed every drop of my piss like it was the most precious liquid in the world.
"Excellent," I praised him, pulling my cock out of his mouth and zipping up my fly. "Now let's see how well you've learned your lesson."
I picked up the pen and held it above the bowl of water. "You will become an expert at pleasing your master," I said, dipping the tip of the pen into the water. "And that means learning how to take not only my cock, but also my piss."
I pulled the pen out of the water and held it over his trembling body. "Say after me," I commanded. "I am a toilet slave, born to serve my master and pleasure him in any way he sees fit."
He stuttered the words out, his voice barely audible over the sound of his heart pounding in his chest. But it was enough for me. "Good boy," I said, nodding in satisfaction. "Now get ready for the next round of training."
I turned away from him, grabbing another bucket of urine from the corner of the room. The smell of ammonia filled the air as I poured it into the overflowing bucket at his feet. This was going to be a long and messy day - but it would be worth it in the end. Because soon enough, my little pee slave would be the best there ever was.
