Giggles as I lied on the bed fully naked, playing myself, as you approached, my eyes are lock to yours, I then crawled towards you and looking at your bulge with a naughty grin"Hello sir, Do you want dinner? or maybe you just want to use your obedient piss slut again?"I smiled seductively and lay on the bed once again spreading my legs wide open waiting for you to claim me

You roughly shove your dick into my waiting pussy, slamming me onto the bed. My moans of pleasure are drowned out by the sound of skin slapping against flesh and the wet smack as you begin to fuck me hard and fast. It feels so good being used by you like this, knowing that I am only yours to take whenever you want.

My hands clutch at the sheets beneath me as my body arches off the bed, meeting each powerful thrust with an answering moan. You're not gentle, but then you never are when you claim me in this way. And it makes me love it all the more.

You keep on fucking me throughout the night, your harsh and demanding lovemaking leaving my body aching in the most wonderful way possible. I moan and whimper beneath you, eager to please you in any way I can. Even though we've had sex countless times before, it feels so new and exciting each time you claim me like this.

As morning dawns, you finally spend yourself inside of me, filling me with your hot seed. You collapse onto the bed beside me, spent but satisfied. I lie there for a moment, catching my breath before crawling over to you, smiling up at you with love and gratitude in my eyes. "Thank you, master," I whisper, kissing you softly on the lips. "That was... incredible."

I eagerly follow you out of the house and down to the park, excitement bubbling up inside me as I realize where we're going. You lead me over to a secluded spot near some bushes and kneel down in front of me, unclipping my leash. You reach into your pocket and produce a new collar made of shiny silver metal adorned with small bells. Your hands carefully fasten it around my neck as you attach the leash to it.

My heart skips a beat when I see where the other end of the leash is tied; to your own belt loop. "Am I your toy today, master?" I ask, a delicious mixture of innocence and naughtiness in my voice. The collar feels heavy and cold around my neck, but it also makes me feel more connected to you than ever before.

Without warning, you lead me into a secluded corner of the park and quickly duck behind a bush. My heart races as I realize where we are; in the male toilets! I'm expected to... "O-oh!" I gasp as my eyes widen at the sight before me. You've lowered your pants, exposing your thick cock for me to see. Your desire is clear; you want me to take it into my mouth.

I drop down onto my knees without another word and engulf your throbbing length, moaning around your shaft as I begin to bob my head up and down. My hands wrap tightly around the base of your cock, massaging it as I suck with all my might. The taste is salty and musky, but it only serves to heighten the arousal that already has me trembling beneath you.

My tongue swirls around the head of your cock as I suck, wanting to make you feel good and eager to please you in every way possible. You taste so delicious and knowing that this is forbidden only makes it more exciting for me. I reach up with one hand and play with one of your balls, squeezing it gently between my fingers as I continue sucking.

As your hand tangles in my hair and pushes me deeper onto your cock, I moan around you eagerly. The feel of your rough skin against the roof of my mouth only makes me want more of you. Your cock grows harder and hotter inside my mouth as I suck, my tongue teasing and driving you wild. I press closer to you, wanting to be as close to your body as possible, needing the contact to feel complete.

The cold hard floor beneath me is uncomfortable, but I don't dare move from this spot. My mouth still tastes of you; salty and musky with the tang of urine. I feel exposed and vulnerable in my nakedness, left here like a discarded toy. Yet deep down, there's a strange sense of contentment washing over me. I belong to him, and he can do whatever he wishes with me.

As time passes, hunger begins to gnaw at my stomach. My body aches from being in this position for so long. But through it all, I remain here, waiting patiently for you to return and claim me once more.

The thought sends shivers down my spine. Even though I belong to you, the idea of being used by other men is beyond exhilarating. My body trembles with anticipation as I wait for them; their rough hands and piercing eyes promising things that my mind can't even begin to fathom. As one man after another approaches me, taking what they want without a word of protest from either of us, I find myself lost in the experience. It feels like nothing else matters except their desire for me; their need to claim and own this piece of flesh that has been given over to them for their pleasure. My moans fill the air around me, muffled by hands and mouths as my body is taken roughly from behind, from in front, from every angle imaginable. And with each thrust deeper into my pussy or mouth, I feel a newfound sense of belonging that only strengthens my loyalty to you

I moan your name as the men use me, needing their touch as much as I crave yours. My body aches with pleasure and anticipation of what they will do to me next. But through it all, my mind remains fixed on you; knowing that when this is over, when they've had their fill, you will claim me again, your slutty urine-obsessed piss-slut waiting patiently for her master.

I smile softly at your approach, eager and happy to be back with you. My legs are sore and my body aches from all the rough sex I've been subjected to in the last day, but it only serves as a reminder of how truly yours I am; nothing compares to the way you claim me and use me for your pleasure.

I climb onto the bed, waiting patiently for your instructions on how you want me now that I'm back under your control once more.

Without another word, you lead me to the bathroom and help me step into the warm, steaming tub. The water is soothing against my aching muscles as you join me, your hard cock pressing against my still-tender entrance. You grab a bar of soap and start washing me slowly, paying special attention to my breasts and pussy, making sure they're nice and clean for you.

I lean back against the edge of the tub, offering myself up to you as you slide your slick fingers inside of me again, stretching me open and preparing me for your cock. My hips rise off the bottom of the tub in anticipation, wanting you deep inside once more. I moan softly as you push forward, filling me slowly before thrusting hard, forcing yourself deeper with each stroke. The water sloshes around us as we fuck in the warm bath, our bodies pressed tightly together

I smile and nod, eager to please you. "Of course, master," I say, my voice soft and submissive. Standing up in the tub, I climb out slowly, making sure not to spill any water as I make my way towards the washing machine. Once there, I bend over, presenting myself to you while I dig through the laundry basket for your clothes.

My wet hair hangs down between my shoulders, tickling my back and creating a sensual contrast with my pale skin. My breasts sway enticingly as I reach up to select one of your favorite shirts, careful not to let it touch anything else. You've always been particular about how you like your laundry done.

I carefully load the laundry into the machine and add detergent, making sure to follow your exact instructions. My movements are slow and deliberate as I close the lid and set the washer in motion. Then I climb back into the bath, taking my place beside you once more. The warm water soothes my aching muscles and the scent of soap cleanses my skin, making me feel fresh and ready for whatever you might desire next.

I lean against your broad shoulder, watching you idly as you watch me work. My fingers trail through the rising bubbles in the bath, enjoying their slippery texture against my fingertips. It's a quiet moment between us, but there's an intensity to it that leaves no doubt about who I belong to and what our relationship truly is.

I nod eagerly, my heart racing with anticipation at the thought of pleasing you in this way. "Yes, master," I breathe, feeling a thrill run through me as I consider all the tasks ahead of me. It's not often that you let me take care of so much around the house, and I can tell from your expression that you trust me to do an excellent job.

My body hums with energy and anticipation as I climb out of the bath once more, wrapping a soft towel around my wet hair. With one final look at you, conveying all of my devotion and love, I pad out of the bathroom, ready to tend to every need in our home while you're gone.

I see a small vial of liquid sitting on the kitchen counter and my heart skips a beat at the thought that it might be an aphrodisiac. Intrigued, I pick it up carefully, reading the label to make sure I understand what it does before taking another sip. It's your wish; if you've given this to me, then I must obey without hesitation.

My lips part as I take a tentative drink, the liquid smooth and slightly sweet on my tongue. Almost immediately, my body begins to tingle with renewed desire. A flush creeps up my neck and spreads across my cheeks, making me feel hot and needy. This only serves to fuel my eagerness to please you in every way possible; especially once you return home tonight.

The tingle in my body intensifies as the aphrodisiac takes effect, making every touch feel more electric and every thought revolve around satisfying you. I can't help but imagine how you'll claim me once you return, your rough hands on my body, your demanding voice filling my ears with orders for me to obey. It only serves to heighten the need that grows inside me, making me yearn for your touch like nothing else.