Lady Scarlet - Lady Scarlet - Pissing

I gently approach the slave who was kneeling on the floor in front of me, dressed in a delicate red lingerie set and shimmering black stockings that accentuated his submissive nature. He looked up at me with and anticipation and eagerness that made my heart race with excitement. I could taste the anticipation in the air as I slowly reached down and pushed aside his silken panties, revealing a glistening patch of moisture on his perfectly shaved pubis. "Are you ready?" I whispered, my voice painting the room with an aura of lust and control. He nodded eagerly, his eyes fixated on the funnel setting besides him. I watched as his Adam's apple bounced excitedly, mirroring my own growing excitement. "Good boy," I purred, taking the funnel from him and positioning it at the edge of his open mouth. The anticipation was building, and I could feel my heart pound in my chest as I began to fill the funnel with my golden nectar. The harsh gurgling of liquid filled the room as I slowly poured my pee into the funnel, savoring the power I held over this willing slave. When the funnel was filled to the brim with my warm, fragrant pee, I slowly pushed the end of it into his waiting mouth, igniting a wave of pleasure deep within him. His tongue danced eagerly against the thick stream of my urine, lapping up every drop of my essence. I watched as his eyes rolled back in his head, lost in the ecstasy of tasting my piss. Satisfied with his response, I gently pulled the funnel from his mouth, letting the last drops drip out slowly. "That's a good boy," I cooed, running my fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. "Now you're quenched." With a laugh that echoed in the dank room, I stood up, leaving him there on his knees, the scent of my piss heavy in the air. I turned and walked away, aware of the weight of his eyes following me till I was out of sight.