"Anointing" her for her devotion (Watersports).

Seeing this buxom archaic goth panting so heavily, cleavage filled with my cream and the small dribble of my spunk next to her black-painted lips brought me a deep wave of satisfaction but also a desire for much more. This was a woman who very clearly took great pains to make sure her looks were spot on and pristine. Every aspect of her appearance was a choice she was making, and a statement she was announcing to the world around her.

I wanted to ruin it.

I wanted her to walk around with the blemishes I had given her and wear them with just as much pride as the rest of her attire. And I wanted her stuck up boyfriend to walk around with her knowing I was the one that made her filthy. The fact that they would both see these things as positive made it all the more amusing for me.

I smiled and briefly made perfect eye contact with Sebastian as I relaxed my bladder and began pouring a stream of my hot piss onto Elizabeth’s face.

A look of shocked diesbelief crossed the faces of not only the self-important couple, but my companion as well, leading me to briefly believe I had made a terrible mistake by doing this. Perhaps I hadn’t checked the box correctly, or I had msitakenly checked a different box and I was about to be in huge trouble.

It took a moment to realize that my constantly full bladder was indication enough that I had checked the right box, and that the shock could just as easily be explained as shock that I would bestow upon them such a gift after having just met them.

In fact, Elizabeth wasted no time in sitting up slightly and moving her head around to properly douse herself in my urine stream, banishing any doubt I had completely.

“You’ve clearly shown your devotion to our tenets,” I said, “so this is your reward. How is it?” After asking this, I specifically aimed the stream at her mouth as she replied.

“It’s wonderful, sir,” she said, her words a bit sloppy thanks to the stream trying to enter her lips as she spoke. Her makeup was starting to run, and her dress was getting soaked. A large dark spot was growing on the concrete around her kneeling form.

“Drink it,” I ordered and leaned forward. She came forward to meet me partway, wrapping her lips around the tip and beginning to swallow the sour liquid just as eagerly as she had swallowed my sperm moments ago.

“Gulp, gulp, hulp-gulp... pwaaahhh!” she stopped to inhale after several mouthfuls making my stream splash across her face again, then wrapped my tip in her moist mouth to begin swallowing once more. This time she slid my length all the way down her throat, letting my piss pour directly into her stomach, only swallowing when some of the stuff came back up and even then, some still managed to squeeze out and dribble down her chin occasionally.

“We aren’t worthy of this treatment,” Sebastian said, suddenly, continuing to either snap photos or taking a video of the scene, I wasn’t sure which.

“I’d say you earned it,” I replied, “I can see in the way you dress how dedicated you are to the cult.”

“Thank you,” Sebastian said, and I had to try really hard not to crack a smile and laugh. The fact that he was thanking me for urinating on and in his hot girlfriend was hilarious to me.

“Gulp... gulp... gulp...” speaking of Elizabeth, she was still diligently sucking down all the fluid that escaped my tip. I had to marvel at the physiology of my bladder. Truly, the notebook hadn’t been lying about the capacity. I had been urinating for at least a minute straight and I didn’t feel any closer to running empty. And by this point, Elizabeth had to have swallowed at least a full gallon of fluid between my spunk and my hot piss, if whatever magic that was powering the Libro Umbra wasn’t involved, she would have vomited by now. I could literally do this forever if I wanted.

But before long I decided to let the poor couple go about their business. I literally knew nothing about them beyond their first impression, and I had shamed them enough already for their attitude toward me while satisfying the part of my animal brain that wanted to show my dominance.

I willed myself to stop urinating and then removed my cock from Elizabeth’s mouth.

“Mmmmn, sir, thank you so much for letting me taste your divine fluids,” she said, panting with her chest heaving, “I shall wear them with boundless pride.”

“Good,” that was the cherry on top for me, I couldn’t wait to do this again sometime.