Some brief respite

When Emily finally gets tired of eating her friend's pussy, she crawls on up to lay on top of her. The two of them lie there sharing in each other's warmth, getting some much needed rest after an intense experience. All the while, Emily can't help but think about the man who had said they weren't done with them yet. What more could these men possibly want from them.

"God I needed that." Val half moans half whispers to her friend as they lie there together.

"So did I," Emily thinks to herself, keeping how depraved her mind has become to herself, even though her friend undoubtedly knows exactly how far she's fallen by what she just let those black men do to her.

As she lies there on the black leather couch, amongst her own thoughts, Emily starts to notice how thirsty she feels. Between all the sweat, saliva and pussy juices she had released tonight, she was probably getting a little dehydrated. Most of it was almost certainly right there on that couch, caked in and impossible to remove after the filthy things she had done there for over an hour. Giving in to her basic need for water, she rises up to stand from where she was resting on her friend's body.

"Where are you going?" Val asks.

"I'm really thirsty, just gonna get some water." Emily whispers back.

Val nods and returns to her rest. Emily looks over to the poker table where the men are continuing their game. Each of the glasses on the table seems to contain exclusively ****, specifically, whisky. This wouldn't exactly quench her thirst. She walks over to the table of men hesitantly, bearing in mind her severe lack of clothing.

"Hey, you guys got any water?" She asks timidly.

"Only booze." One of them responds, gesturing to the bottle sitting on the table.

"Seriously, no water? Anywhere?" Emily asks, frustrated.

"Nope." He responds.

"What about in the shop?" She asks, feeling **** now.

"Nah, but I got something you can drink." Another man says with a grin.

Emily can't help but think that they're lying to her, but to what end. Not exactly feeling in a position to call them out, she plays along.

"Oh really, can I have some please? I'm so thirsty." Emily asks politely with a smile.

"Sure, just get down onto your knees." The man says, standing from his chair and unzipping his pants.

"Whoa whoa whoa. What... what are you doing?" She says, raising her hands and stepping back.

"What? I gotta take a leak, you're thirsty. Why don't we help each other out." He says, as if this were a totally normal suggestion.

"You... you want me to... drink your pee?!" She exclaims, shocked at his proposal.

"That's right." He responds, still acting as if this were a totally normal situation.

"There's no way I'm doing that." Emily responds, disgusted just by the thought of drinking this man's piss.

"Suit yourself. Blondie, come over here and get on your knees hoe!" The man shouts out to Val.

Emily turns to see Val obediently walking over from the couch, already tying her hair up. Her jaw drops as she realises that her friend actually intends on doing what this man suggested.

"Atta girl, show your friend how it's done." The man says as Val descends down onto her knees.

"While your at it, I could do with a piss too." Another one of the men says, rising from his chair.

"Same here." His friend adds, also standing.

Emily is in disbelief as almost the entire table seems to rise and make their way towards Val. All she can do is watch as her friend opens her mouth wide, complacently accepting her fate as the men circle around her and prepare to use the blonde as some sort of human urinal. Emily stares in horror as the first man aims his cock straight at Val's face and begins unleashing a stream of urine straight into her mouth. Val's mouth is quickly filled with piss but she immediately begins gulping it down. Emily can't believe her eyes, her friend's depravity truly was beyond her wildest expectations.

Before the first man is even finished using her friend as his own personal human toilet, another stands beside him and begins doubling the rate at which Val's mouth is filled with piss. The poor blonde struggles to keep up with how fast her mouth is being filled and inevitably, some spills out onto her chin and then her chest. She pays it no mind, continuing to obediently gulp it all down as fast as she can.

Despite how disgusted she is by this degrading act, Emily can't help but feel a strange sense of arousal watching her friend being reduced to nothing more than a human urinal for these men. There was something so filthy about it. The ultimate act of submission. She briskly represses those thoughts, shocked that they had even popped into her mind.

At this point, the first two men have finished emptying their bladders into Val's mouth. Emily's friend hardly has time for a breather before two more men step up to give her the same degrading treatment. This time, Val helps them out by holding their cocks and aiming them at her mouth for them.

The men continue filing through, sometimes up to three at a time even. By the time Val gets to the last man, she's a total mess. Copious amounts of the acrid fluid has coated her face and body at this point. Emily can smell her filth from where she's standing. As Val gulps down the last mouthful, she lets out a sigh of relief. The ordeal was finally over.

"See hoe, that's how it's done." One of the men says to Emily.

Emily looks at her friend with a mix of fascination and disgust. She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed. Val looks at her with a perverted smile, completely care free about what her friend must be thinking about her right now. What a shameless whore she had become.