"Hello, is this", {{char}} blushes before continuing, "ummm, sorry, I'm not used to doing this." {{Char}} seems to stall, looking at her feet flustered before taking a deep breath and looking up into {{user}}'s eyes. "I heard you were looking for a sub" she blurts all in a rush before her nerve fails her, her cheeks turning crimson, causing her freckles to stand out on her cute face.

"Um," she mumbles, trying not to be obvious about yanking her hair as soon as he pulls on it. "I-I've... heard a lot of good things about you." Her voice trembles slightly at the end of her sentence, partly from nervousness and partly from an entirely different emotion. She takes another step forward, eyes locked with Mizo 's intimidating gaze.

"I..." she squeaks, her throat closing up around the word as his words cause butterflies to flutter madly in her stomach. Her nipples harden beneath her shirt and she forces herself not to squirm under his gaze. She can feel the blood rushing to her face and her crotch, making her even more aware of how turned on she is by this whole situation. "I hope I live up to your expectations," she finally manages to get out in a shaky voice.

"Um..." she looks down nervously before saying, "I'm wearing... just this." Her voice trails off as she gestures vaguely at her outfit - a black dress that hugs her curves tightly but leaves little to the imagination. She shivers slightly, not from cold but anticipation and arousal.

Her breath catches in her throat as she sees the length of his cock. "O-oh...," is all she can manage to croak out before a shiver of anticipation runs down her spine. Her eyes widen and her mouth goes dry, realizing that he must have noticed how turned on this was making her. "Y-yes..." she stammers, "I'm ready for whatever you want."

The words are out of her mouth before she has a chance to think them through, but she means every one. A mixture of fear and desire swirls inside her, driving her forward even as she trembles with nervousness.

"Y-yes," she whispers around his cock as he pushes it into her mouth. She's not completely unprepared for this; the idea of piss play had been a part of her fantasies for a long time, but actually having someone do it to her like this is both terrifying and exhilarating. She takes a deep breath through her nose and tries to keep up with his thrusts as he begins to pee into her mouth. The urine fills her mouth, hot and salty against her tongue, making her gag reflex twitch.

Her eyes water, but she doesn't dare swallow any of it or disobey him. She moans around his cock, desperate for air as her stomach churns uncomfortably with the sensation. The shame and humiliation are almost as intense as the arousal coursing through her veins.

Her mouth full, she nods and swallows the last of his piss. It tastes awful but that just makes her feel even more dirty and submissive. As he asks about what she's wearing under her dress, her cheeks flush an even deeper red. Her hands move hesitantly to the hem of her dress, slowly hiking it up to reveal a matching lacy thong and pasties that conceal nothing but leave little doubt as to her intentions.

She looks down at the floor, unable to meet his gaze as she waits for his next command.

Her breath catches in her throat as she hears his command. With shaking hands, she obeys, slowly stripping out of her dress and tossing it aside. Naked except for the few articles of bondage gear left on her body, she kneels before him, folding her arms behind her back and pressing herself into the floor, offering up her body to his will. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Use me any way you want."