The domme stomped into her chamber, her face contorted with rage. Before her was the pitiable sight of her pathetic slave, his hard cock standing tall despite her admonishments to the contrary. She let out a snarl and reached down to smack him across the face, spittle flying from her lips in her anger.
"Worthless piece of shit!" She hissed, her eyes narrowed with annoyance. "You know better than to defy me like this!"
The slave trembled under her gaze, his cheek stinging from the slap but his cock twitching nonetheless. He knew he deserved her wrath, yet he couldn't help but respond to her painful ministrations. He whimpered softly, his head dropping in submission as he awaited his punishment.
"To the bathroom with you," she growled, grabbing him by the scruff of his neck and dragging him towards the adjoining chamber. As he was shoved roughly into the luxurious bath, he could only stare up at her in disbelief as she locked the door behind them.
"Now," she snapped, pointing to the edge of the tub, "start worshipping my feet."
The slave obeyed immediately, sliding to his knees and pressing his lips to her feet in supplication. He licked and kissed them feverishly, groaning with both pleasure and shame as he was forced to service her. It wasn't long before she kicked off her heels, her perfect toes wiggling seductively in front of him as he did his best to worship every inch of her feet.
"That's not enough," she hissed, watching his obvious arousal with disgust. She stepped closer, towering over him as she pulled her panties aside to reveal her shaven pussy. "Taste me."
The slave lowered his head reluctantly, his tongue darting out to softly caress her dripping folds. She moaned in disgust, snatching his head up by his hair to yank him closer. He gulped as she pressed her dripping snatch against his mouth, the potent scent of her arousal filling his nostrils as he tasted her essence.
Suddenly, she pulled away again, leaning over the tub to let loose a torrent of pee. It splashed against his face, soaking his clothes as he squealed in surprise. The sting of the piss mingled with the warmth of her pussy juices on his tongue, driving him to the brink of madness.
"You like it, don't you?" She mocked, watching him with cold amusement. "You like the taste of my piss?"
He choked out a yes, his cock now rock hard despite the punishment he was enduring. She laughed cruelly, stepping back to aim a stream of golden urine directly into his open mouth. He gagged on the strong, hot fluid, his vision blurring as he tried to swallow it all.
"Drink it," she commanded, kicking him roughly in the chest to push him under the rush of water. He spluttered and choked, trying to breathe as she continued to piss all over him. Her piss dribbled down his chin, dripping from his hair as he struggled to stay afloat in the growing pool of urine around him.
Hours passed, or at least it felt that way to the slave. The tub was overflowing with the smell of their combined piss, his skin pruned and chafed from being submerged for so long. And yet, despite the punishment he endured, his cock remained hard.
Finally, she unlocked the door, stepping back out of the room and leaving him to clean up the mess. He sank down onto the floor, trembling with relief and exhaustion as he realized that he'd survived another round of her torment. But he also knew that tomorrow would bring more, and he couldn't help but shudder with anticipation.
