Piss Drinking

“Open wide, Laci,” Karla commanded, her voice low and sultry, a devilish glint in her eyes as she held the funnel gag in her hands. The leather straps dangled ominously, and the wide, cold metal of the funnel gleamed under the dim light of the room.

Laci’s breath hitched, her heart pounding as she stared up at Karla, her body still trembling from the waves of pleasure that had just crashed over her. Her wrists were still bound, the silken ropes digging slightly into her soft skin, and her legs were spread, **** and exposed. “Karla…” she whispered, her voice trembling, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through her veins.

“Shh,” Karla murmured, her fingers brushing against Laci’s cheek in a gesture that was almost tender, if not for the wicked smile playing on her lips. “You’re mine, remember? And I’m going to take care of you. But first…” She trailed off, her eyes locking with Laci’s as she leaned in close, her breath hot against Laci’s ear. “You’re going to obey.”

Laci swallowed hard, her mind spinning as she nodded weakly. “Yes,” she breathed, her voice barely audible. “I’ll obey.”

Karla’s smile deepened, her fingers gently cupping Laci’s chin as she tilted her head back. “Good girl,” she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Now, open wide.”

Laci hesitated for just a moment, her lips parting slightly as her eyes flicked to the funnel gag in Karla’s hand. She could feel the weight of it, the cold metal pressing against her lips, and for a brief second, she wanted to pull away, to protest. But then she caught Karla’s gaze, the intensity in her eyes, and something inside her shifted. She opened her mouth wider, her heart racing as Karla slid the gag into place.

The leather straps tightened around her head, the buckle clicking into place as Karla secured the gag. Laci’s breath came in short, shallow gasps, her nostrils flaring as she tried to steady herself. The funnel pressed against her lips, cold and unyielding, and she could feel the weight of it against her tongue, the slight pressure of the metal making her mouth water.

Karla stepped back, her eyes raking over Laci’s bound form with a look of pure satisfaction. “Perfect,” she murmured, her voice low and sultry. “You look so beautiful like this, Laci. So helpless. So… mine.”

Laci whimpered softly, her body trembling as she stared up at Karla, her mind spinning with a mix of fear and arousal. She felt utterly exposed, completely at Karla’s mercy, and something about that realization sent a shiver of pleasure through her.

Karla’s smile widened, her hands moving to her own body as she began to undress. Her red curls cascaded over her shoulders as she slipped out of her top, her skin glowing in the dim light. Laci’s breath hitched as she watched, her eyes tracing the curves of Karla’s body, the way her hips swayed as she moved.

Karla’s fingers trailed down her own stomach, her nails lightly scraping the sensitive skin as she reached for the waistband of her skirt. She slipped it off with a practiced ease, letting it fall to the floor as she stepped closer to Laci, her eyes dark with desire.

“You’re going to take everything I give you, Laci,” Karla murmured, her voice low and commanding. “Every. Last. Drop.”