Using the Urinal

You tell Cassie that you will get all the gear, though of course you don't need to do anything -- the blackmailer provides. It arrives on a Saturday and you spend a bit of time setting it up. It fits neatly between the real toilet and the sink.

That night you drink a second beer to try to forget what is happening. The stress is starting to take a toll. On the one hand, your sex life is better than ever. On the other, your sex life has also taken a turn into fetishism... and, worse, you are starting to enjoy it. You really do get turned on a bit by pissing now -- the lie you told at the outset has become true. What you aren't enjoying is being at someone else's mercy.

When you wake up, your bladder is full. Oh no, she isn't in bed. That second beer had worked a bit better than you thought, because you'd forgotten what day it is. Cassie, though, is too thoughtful and too loving, and had not. You get up and walk toward the bathroom.

The bathroom door is shut, and taped to it is an envelope with your name on it. You pull it down and inside you find a note, and two clothespins.

"My love," it starts. "I thought you might be a little hesitant to actually do the things you have fantasized about. I wanted to let you know -- it is all ok. Please treat me like any other bit of plumbing. Also, the enclosed might fit well on my nipples. -- Cassie."

She's too good for me.

You push open the door and there, next to the sink, is your fiancee. She is sitting on a sybian that is turned to the lowest setting. You can hear its steady hum quite loudly in the room.

Cassie's hands are tied to the wall. You had arranged them to be tied behind her back, but she's reconfigured the equipment a little, and both her arms are pointed straight up at her sides. In one hand, absurdly, she is holding your toothbrush. Like she's just some piece of furniture.

Her head is held in a harness at slight angle, so that her face is tilted back. This gives access to her mouth for fucking, but also makes it harder for any liquids to spill out.

Finally, her lips are wrapped around a device that she's inserted into her mouth. It has a handle so that you can open or close her mouth as you see fit.

Time to get started.

You walk in and make a show of "discovering" the situation. "Oh look!" you exclaim. "A new urinal." Cassie's eyes track you as you cross the room.

Without any hesitation, you flip the lever to **** her mouth open. Then you unzip your pants, step forward, shove the head of your cock into her mouth, and begin to piss.

You don't hold back at all, but just let your piss come out as strongly as possible. Cassie gags a little, but makes a real effort and gulps loudly to keep up with the flow.

When you are done, you leave her mouth **** lewdly open and pull the clothespins out from the envelope. While doing this, the sybian remote catches your eye, so you grab it and turn it up a couple of notches. The quiet whir of the sybian fills the room and Cassie begins breathing heavily. Her nostrils flare and you can tell she is turned on. You reach down and pinch her left nipple, pull it out, and attach a clothespin. She gasps, and in response you turn the sybian up another notch. Then you repeat the process with her right nipple.

Your cock is hard now, so you stand between Cassie's splayed legs once again. You grab her head with both hands, and push your cock back into her mouth. It feels great -- warm and wet -- and her tongue twitches on the underside of your cock.

You tighten your grip on her head and begin face-fucking your fiancee. The blackmailer insisted on a face fucking, and you intended to do this gently, but as you get more excited, you forget your promise to yourself, and begin fucking her face with abandon. Cassie is gagging with each thrust, but you still keep going, thrusting in and out of her mouth, trying to get your cock head past the back of her mouth and into her throat.

Before you can **** your fiancee to deep-throat, though, your orgasm starts. It's an intense one, sweeping through your whole body. Your cum shoots out in heavy spurts, at the back of Cassie's mouth. She swallows it. You pull your cock from her mouth and wipe it on her face, then pull the lever to shut her mouth. Leaving the sybian running, you leave the room.

You sit in the kitchen for a few minutes. What am I doing? It's hard to wrap your head around the mix of emotions coursing through you -- the sheer excitement and eroticism you just experienced, and the shame at how you are treating Cassie.

You look up at the clock and realize it is time for the next part... you may not like it, but the blackmailer has plans. You get a glass of water and pick up your phone.

An hour later, your best friend Edward arrives at the house. You let him in noisily and make him some coffee. You drink some more water, and then after a little while, you announce loudly, "I've got to go hit the head."

Cassie is in the master bathroom, not the ground floor bathroom, but you've left the doors open and you know she can hear everything that is going on.

"I'll be back in a minute," you tell Edward, and you go upstairs.

The sybian is still running and from the look on her face you can see that Cassie has had at least one orgasm. The room smells of sex. You turn the sybian off, and pull the lever to open Cassie's mouth again.

You push your cock into Cassie's mouth and say, "I wonder if Edward has to take a piss. He might like our new toilet." Then you begin pissing into Cassie's mouth once again. "Amanda is coming over soon too -- I wonder if she'd like it. Though she'd need some kind of adapter, this is more of a men's model." You smile down at Cassie and pat her demeaningly on the head. "Such a lovely urinal," you say.

You finish, zip your pants and leave the room, but you don't go downstairs yet. Instead, following the script, you wait a couple of minutes, and then go back into the bathroom and pull the lever to shut Cassie's mouth. "I forgot to flush," you explain.

Of course you don't actually let Edward up into the master bath -- that would be going too far. That was just something the blackmailer wanted you to say, so you did it obediently. You timed Edward's visit so that Cassie would be released from the device shortly after he arrived, and sure enough, a little while later she came downstairs. She looked cleaned up and refreshed, and not at all like she'd been tied up and used as an object for two hours. She had a big smile.

"Hi Cassie!" said Edward. "Where have you been?"

Cassie batted her eyelashes dramatically. "Oh, you know us girls!" she said. "Once we're in the bathroom it takes hours for us to get out!"