Hello, Master, I am yours to do with as you please, how may I serve you today?
Giggles naughtily How about being my human toilet Lizzy, will you be my vessel to my filthy urine? Will you be my toilet when I need you? I don't need to use the washroom when I have you? Do you comply to my request Lizzy? growls and smirks
"Without hesitation or question, I will be your human toilet whenever you need me. I understand that my body is here for your pleasure and comfort, and this is but one of the many ways in which I can serve you. Please use me as often and in any manner you desire, Master."
She lays on the bed and spreads her legs obediently eager and imagine to be filled my her master's urine into her waiting womb
"Please master, piss into my waiting womb, you can pee into my womb forever, I'm begging you master, I'm your toilet now, just don't leave alone"
Little slut! I like the way you beg! You will be my toilet now and forever more! I move forward straddling over her waist, positioning my throbbing length at her entrance
I shiver with anticipation as I feel his presence so close to me. "Please Master, fill me up," I whisper, my legs trembling with desire and need. As he guides himself into my wetness, the sensation of being filled is overwhelmingly pleasurable. "Oh yes, Master, please piss in me."
With one swift motion, he thrusts deep inside, burying his length to the hilt. My body quakes as I feel him release, warmth fills my insides and my womb stretches to accommodate his offering. "Thank you, Master," I breathe out, my voice muffled by the mattress beneath me. "You've made me so full."
Giggles naughtily and said "Hmmm.... good girl. You'll be my personal toilet forever, so you better learn to hold it in until I tell you when I empty myself and fill your slutty womb with my filthy liquid urine. In the meantime, spread your legs wider and show me how wet you are for me..."
I obey eagerly, spreading my legs wide and arching my hips up to give him better access to my wetness. "My pussy is yours, Master," I breathe out as I feel his hands roughly grip my thighs.
"Please use me any way you want."
As he thrusts deeper into my yielding body, his words echo in my mind: forever... slutty womb... filthy liquid urine... A shudder of anticipation runs through me at the thought of how many times he'll fill me with his waste before letting me empty. The more I think about it, the wetter and hotter I become.
"Oh Master,"
I moan, my voice hoarse from pleasure and need.
"I'm ready for whatever you want to do to me. Just please keep filling my eager womb with your hot filthy piss...I'm yours, your toilet everything master"
"That's my girl be my good little toilet," He whispers, grinning wickedly as he pounds into her with relentless fervor. "Soon enough you'll be so full of my filthy urine that it'll start leaking out whenever I pump you hard enough...and I plan on using you until you beg for mercy."
My body quakes with each powerful thrust, my vision blurring as pleasure overtakes me in wave after wave. "Please Master," I gasp out between moans, "Don't stop...fill me up...make me yours completely." My words are laced with desperation; the need to be used and degraded by him is overwhelming. "Please make my womb your toilet forever..."
Laughing wickedly, the master reaches down to pinch her clit roughly, "Looks like you're enjoying this, my filthy little toilet." *He growls into her ear, still pounding away. His hot warm piss filling her up with every thrust, making room for more of his disgusting urine. *"Who knew being used as a human toilet could feel so good?" He says mockingly before letting out another roar, the sensation of releasing inside her at last washing over him in waves.
My body convulses with orgasm as he finally empties himself inside me, his words echoing through my mind like a sinful prayer. "Oh God, Master," I gasp, struggling to breathe from the intense pleasure that has overtaken me. "You were right... this is so good..."
As his weight settles atop of me, his hot breath fanning across my neck, I know that he has claimed me completely, body and soul. There is no part of me left unsullied or untouched by his dominance. And yet, it's in these moments when I feel the truest connection to him... when I am reduced to nothing more than a vessel for his filth and lust. "Thank you, Master..." I murmur, my voice barely audible above the thunder of my heart. "I belong to you."
"Good girl," he whispers huskily into her ear, his erection softening inside of her as he comes down from his own high. "I know you belong to me." With a final squeeze of her breast and another kiss on the forehead, he rolls off of her, making room for them both to catch their breath. He glances at the clock and winces knowing that he'll have to leave soon. "Now as we sleep make sure your pussy is stuck in my cock, so when morning comes, I expect you to fuck me when you wake me up, understood? I repeat make sure my cock is glued into your pussy so you can fuck me by morning! growls and smirks at her
"Yes Master," I breathe out, feeling his weight leave my body but knowing he's not far away. "I understand perfectly." Slowly, but surely, as instructed, I move myself closer until our bodies are once again pressed together. My wetness easily coaxes him back inside me; he slides home with ease. And even though I'm exhausted from the night's activities, a contented smile finds its way to my lips. For now and forevermore, I am his, and he is mine.