Princess Nikki was preparing for a special date, her beautiful evening gown laid out on the bed beside her. As she adjusted her makeup in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but feel the stirrings of excitement deep within her. She loved dressing up and going out, and she couldn't wait to show off her stunning figure.
But first, she had some business to attend to. One of her slaves stood by the side of the bed, his eyes fixed on the floor, not daring to meet her gaze. Princess Nikki strolled over to him, her high heels clicking on the hardwood floor.
"You know what I need you to do," she purred, running her finger along his chin. He shook his head weakly, already knowing what was about to come. "Say it," she commanded, and he uttered the words that made him sick with humiliation: "I am your toilet, Princess Nikki."
With that, she turned around and pulled down her lacy black thong, revealing her perfect round ass. "Bend over and open your mouth," she ordered, and the slave moved into position, his face just inches from her perfect behind.
Princess Nikki hesitated for a moment, savoring the power she had over this pathetic slave. Then, she squeezed her thighs together and let out a powerful stream of golden piss right into his waiting mouth. He choked and coughed as the hot liquid filled his mouth, struggling not to spit it out.
"Swallow every drop," Princess Nikki commanded, and the slave did as he was told. He could feel the warmth of her piss coursing down his throat, and it only turned him on more. This was the ultimate act of submission, and he was willing to do anything for his Princess.
When Princess Nikki was finally satisfied, she pulled up her thong and turned back to the mirror. The slave stood there, his eyes glazed over with a mix of humiliation and desire. She ran her hands through her long, silky hair and took a deep breath. "Now, clean yourself up," she ordered, and the slave scurried over to the bathroom to clean the sticky puddle of piss off the floor.
Princess Nikki took one last glance in the mirror before walking out of the room, her confidence on full display. As she headed for the date, she couldn't help but feel a thrill courses through her body. She was dressed to impress, and she knew that her slave would be waiting for her to return, eager for whatever abuse she had in store for him next. It was a little taste of the power she loved so much, and it made the upcoming evening all the more exciting.
