Piss Fetish Porn- Master makes Cami a Piss Slut – Part1

You Start by Teasing Me

Smiling, you ask, “How’s your book, bunny?”  I love being your fetish slave, and I know you’re teasing me, avoiding the obvious tension, but I go along.  “Oh, it’s fine. I really do like it, but I just can’t get into it today.”  Your mouth crosses the line from smile to smirk, and your eyes narrow slightly.

“Why’s that?” You bring your chair closer.  “I’m. . .” My voice falters, and I can’t look you in the eyes anymore. “I’m, well, feeling. . . distracted.”  Your hand finds my thigh, and I stop my nervous tracing of the skirt’s hemline – your slave, caught like a deer in headlights.

“So, what would you have me do about that?”  Each word is so smooth, husky, and controlled; in contrast, my heart is fluttering wildly.  “Well,” I struggle to form a sentence, sucking in my lips slightly. “You could. . . I mean, I would like you to. . . I, I want you to use me.” I force myself to look up again, and our eyes lock.

“What do you say?”  I’m frozen in your gaze.  “Please, Master.” I know what to say, but the words are barely audible.  “What? I don’t know if I believe you.”  The begging begins, “Please, please!” There’s a seed of panic as you start to pull away from me. “Please, Master, I need you! I need you to use me – please!”

Another smirk.  “Good.” Swiftly, you stand up, taking your glass with you; in one smooth motion, it’s empty. I can’t help but shudder at the sight.  “Well, are you coming?” Your voice pulls me back.

Your Fetish Slut Obeys

“Yes, yes,” I nod, and I wince as I peel myself off the chair—the skirt is just short enough to have let my thighs stick to the wood. Quickly, I readjust myself, but not quickly enough; you start to gently nudge me in the direction of the stairs. You’re following me, of course, no doubt for the show.  I can’t blame you, though; not only does the tiny skirt barely rest below my ass, but I’m also wearing your favorite thong. Although I wish that I could see, it’s enough knowing that you can – I’m your toy slut and always here for your pleasure.

Suddenly, before I know it, we’re at the top of the stairs. There isn’t even a chance to turn and face you when I hear you speak again.

“Go to the bathroom, and your master will meet you there.”

The adrenaline is coursing through my veins – fuck. I’m shaking slightly; out of nervousness, excitement, or both? With each step, the image of my master degrading me comes closer and closer. Now that I’m in the bathroom, I need him and I need him to fuck me, his gorgeous, disgusting fetish slut, and to use me like the toy I am. I need him to take me completely, oh please oh god oh!

I’m Anxious for You to Use Me

Your hands grab my hips, and I freeze. Through the fabric of your shorts, I can feel your thick dick starting to press against my ass.  “Do you like that?” You hiss quietly.  I think a moan escapes my lips. “Good.”  Slowly and gently I begin to rub my ass against you.  Now that I’ve felt that hard cock, I want more – I want you to fill me up. I want you to feel relief, I want you to get all the pleasure you deserve, I want you to—

Ohhhhhh.

Your teeth are sharp on my ear, and the breath is sucked out of my chest. Nothing exists except for you, me, and a dull pain; I love it.  Meanwhile, following this moment of brief surprise, you get back to work. Your hands, which still grab my hips, pull me towards you, and I can feel you humping me. I don’t know when you let go of my ear, but you must’ve; I can hear you talking.

“Fuuuuck. . . I’ve really gotta piss.”

The words make my knees feel weak.  Is this it?  Will today be the day you make me your piss slave?  After a moment, you let go of me completely, but I don’t move. The bathroom is briefly filled with the sound of your shorts hitting the floor, and I can feel myself growing wetter. With a click, the bottle of lube opens; I hold my breath in anticipation.

“Are you ready, bunny?”  I can only nod.  I love the way you make me want more.

 

Check in on Sunday for Part 2 to see how I get used and how I get taught to be a good little piss slut.  Need to hear the whole story now?  Here’s the audio told by me.  Hungry for more piss play?  Check out this erotic story!

 
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