“Stay right there slut,” I said, as a perverse idea came to me. Her rimjob was a way of catching me up, I thought, something she’d done for others before ever doing it with me. There were a lot of things she’d done for others lately, and she’d probably do a lot more soon. I wanted to bust another cherry of hers before someone else did.
I’d only seen it in porn, but never done it. Until this moment I wasn’t really sure I wanted to. But what the hell.
I turned the shower off, but Megan obediently stayed as she was. Then, aiming my soft cock at her blissed out body, I unleashed a stream of piss onto her back.
It took her a moment to realize what was happening. Her eyes flickered open but when she saw what I was doing she closed them again, the smile gone from her face.
“Turn over,” I said, “I want to piss all over your filthy whore cunt.”
Wordlessly she complied, laying on her back in the walk-in shower and spreading her legs, eyes still closed.
“Look at me,” I said as I brought my stream down to her pussy, washing my own cum down the drain, “watch me as I turn your pussy into my urinal.”
Her eyes opened, and her mouth opened slightly in a wordless pant as the warm fluid sprayed over the folds of her cunt. She was breathing heavy in humiliation, and possibly perverse pleasure, her eyes locked on her own pussy, watching as hot fluid sprayed all over her. As the stream started to wane, I lifted it to spray her tits. Soon after, the was nothing left.
“What do you say?” I asked.
“Th-thank you for making me your urinal master.” She said, her lip quivering in abject humiliation.
“Good girl. Stay here and lay in my piss. I want you to masturbate with it until you cum. Then you can shower and get yourself ready for Josh. He’ll be here in a few hours. I want you to wear something you might get away with outside, but which will leave no doubt in his mind about exactly what kind of girl you are."
"Yes, sir," she said, her face blank.
I walked away and went to get another cup of coffee as I waited for her. It was incredible how submissive she'd become. I wasn't sure if she exactly liked it, but she'd taken my piss like a champ without so much a word of complaint. Was there anything should couldn't handle. I thought of numerous sick ideas while I waited for her to come down.
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