Ebony Fetish - Pee Funnel

She was an ebony goddess, standing tall and proud in front of her slave. Her long legs crossed seductively as she gazed down at him, a wicked grin spreading across her voluptuous lips. Today she had something special planned for her pathetic toy - he was going to drink every last drop of her hot piss!

Dressed in nothing but a skimpy black thong, her ebony skin glistening with sweat, she strolled over to her vanity table. On top of it lay a small funnel and a mug filled with ice. "Get on your knees, slave," she commanded, her voice dripping with malice. "You're going to need help catching all my golden nectar this time."

The slave could only nod miserably as he knelt before her, his gaze fixed on the funnel and the mug of ice. His heart raced in anticipation of what was to come. She stepped closer, her toned abs rippling beneath her thin fabric as she leant over him. "Open wide," she growled, grabbing him by the chin and forcing his mouth open. "I don't want any of this delicious piss to go to waste."

With one swift move, she placed the end of the funnel against her pussy and poured the ice-cold water over it. The combination of cold and heat sent shivers down the slave's spine as he watched in awe as her pussy glistened with anticipation. A stream of golden nectar began to flow from her, draining directly into the funnel. It cascaded downwards, aiming straight for his waiting mouth.

She held him steady, her grip firm on his chin as he began to gag on the sheer quantity of her piss. He could feel it filling his mouth, running down his throat, and into his stomach. He choked and sputtered, but she wouldn't let him stop until every last drop had been consumed. When she was finally satisfied, she pulled the funnel away, leaving him gasping for air.

She stepped back, clapping her hands slowly in front of her. "Excellent work, slave. Now, drink up." She shoved the full mug of ice into his face, daring him to argue. He nodded meekly, reaching out to take hold of the mug. One by one he swallowed each piece of ice, cooling down his burning throat. And then, as he was about to take a sip of water, she smacked the mug out of his hand and laughed cruelly. "No, slave. You'll have to ask for your reward nicely," she purred, turning on her heel and sauntering away. He could only watch in despair as she disappeared from view, leaving him hoping that he would be allowed to taste her piss again soon.