Portable urinal

The next random cock pops into view then quickly down your throat. The new man seems incredibly tall and bulges with muscles under his suit. He clearly works out. Unfortunately for your face.

He roughly smashes your nose with intense strength and begins controlling your head by tugging at the rope in your hair, much like your father did, many doses ago. You make a helpless noise of shock and pain at the sudden ****. Much to your surprise, he notices and stops.

"Oh, jeez! Are you sober like this?" He asks you, not removing his cock from your throat. You attempt a gagged reply. "Right! The carpet. They do get mad sometimes. Don't worry, I'm here to help!"

Without warning, he picks your tied body up by the taunt pony tail and two fingers in the asshole, not even removing the marker or his cock. As the weight of your body is transferred to the cock in your mouth, the fingers hooked in your ass, and most to the hair on your head, all the knots around you tighten ten fold, along with the pain.

You try to scream as loudly as you can, turning into a long hacking sound in your throat around him as he begins to walk. The marker falls out of your gaping hole along the way, slack with your body weight. You feel like you're going to pass out from the pain, wishing dearly that you would.

"Don't worry, you'll thank me in a minute," he says, pushing a door open with your stuffed butt. You seriously doubt it. Tears stream down your face.

As soon as you're over the tile of the bathroom floor, he stands still without putting you down. You begin wishing you were dead as he suspends you in the air for another minute without moving. The man finally starts pissing down your throat and almost instantly your intense pain seems to get confused, turning into pleasurable tingles as they reach your brain. By the time he's finished filling up your stomach, you've begun having a constant orgasm from head to toe.

He begins fucking your throat by swinging you in the air, pulling you in hard by the asshole to slam your face down. Your orgasm intensifies with the further ****. You feel like you want to pass out again, but this time from pleasure. And now you desperately want to stay awake for more. He feeds you your dose quickly down your throat, convulsing madly with your own orgasm as he jets into it. He then drops you to the ground like a set of gym weights and he finished a tough set.

You want to thank him profusely, and try to do so several times through your ring gag on the bathroom floor. That was the greatest thing that's ever happened to you, and you already wanted more. Much, much more.

"You're welcome, little lady. Here..." He slides you along the filthy floor with his foot to between two urinals, then picks you up by the head and leans your back against the wall. Your mouth is now held open and facing upwards like a funnel. Your crushed and now purple breasts face outwards, proudly. He slaps them sharply, causing a wave of pleasure, then leaves you alone in the bathroom.

Your mind races as you process what just happened. Was that piss? Is this what piss is like? Am I on it now? Are they gonna give me more? You get more excited as you wait for someone to walk through the door.