Becoming a public toilet

"Alright then Bunny, I'll leave you to it then." Darius then turns to the crowd. "Anyone need to go right now?"

Three of the Black Kings raise their hands and the rest remain silent.

"Better let you get to work." Darius says, before leaving. He's followed by the majority of the Black Kings, save for the three who raised their hands who remain behind to use you for your new purpose.

The first man walks up to you and unzips his pants, pulling out his cock which is massive even now when soft. You can't help but feel some disappointment in seeing such a beautiful BBC and knowing you're not about to get fucked by it.

The King points his cock towards your face and you instinctively open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue at the ready. Within seconds he's releasing a torrent of golden piss into your mouth which you work hard to swallow down as it fills your mouth. You manage to keep up and feel a slight sense of relief as it quenches your thirst, considering you've been pretty dehydrated since being released from the vault. As the King finishes you gulp down the final mouthful, proud of the fact that you managed to drink it all in time.

You look up at him and say "Thank you sir" but just as you do so the next King steps up with his cock already at the ready. You, on the other hand, are not quite ready and have your mouth closed as he initially starts urinating. This causes the piss to splash all over your face before you quickly open your mouth and start swallowing.

*Gulp* *Gulp* *Gulp*

You swallow it all down, once again managing to drink every last drop other than the initial part which is now coating your face in his filth.

"Thank you sir."

This time you're ready as the next King steps up and starts releasing the contents of his bladder directly into your mouth. Although you're off to a better start than before, all this swallowing has the muscles in your throat getting tired and you're struggling to keep up. Your mouth keeps filling and filling but you struggle to swallow quickly enough, and thus, piss comes flowing forth from your mouth and drips down your chin and onto your heaving breasts beneath. The flow finally stops and the King begins zipping up his pants. You gulp down the last mouthful as he does so and start panting for breath, only jsut managing to muster a weak "thank you sir".

As he finishes zipping his pants, he slaps you across the face before saying "Swallow faster next time bitch!" before walking off and following the other Kings, leaving you all alone, chained up out here in the night.

Being all alone out here now and without the excitement of any of the Kings being around, you start to feel the bitter cold caressing your skin. You buckle down and try to ignore it, knowing you've got a long night ahead of you.