Lady Tassia - Drinking forbidden

Clad in her signature black lingerie and heels, Lady Tassia stands over her slave with a look of disgust. She holds a golden tray with a crystal glass of chilled champagne and her cocktail dress flutters slightly in the breeze as she leans down menacingly. "First things first," she snaps, her British accent ringing out in the room. "You've been naughty, haven't you?" She takes a sip of her champagne, savoring the bubbles as they dance along her tongue. Reaching out with her free hand, Lady Tassia grabs a fistful of her slave's hair and yanks his head back to expose his face. She doesn't hesitate to slap him hard across the cheek, leaving a red handprint on his pale skin. "That's for not cleaning my toilet properly," she growls. "Now, let's get started." With a wicked grin, Lady Tassia kicks off her heels and begins to unzip her dress slowly, revealing her perfect toned legs clad in black nylons. She spreads her arms wide as if offering herself up to him before moving back towards the toilet. She places the golden tray on the floor and steps over to the toilet bowl, lifting up her dress to reveal her shapely backside clad only in silk underwear. Without warning, she leans forward and pees directly into the toilet bowl. The warm stream of urine hits the water with a loud splash and a sweet, musky aroma fills the air. Glancing over at her slave, she watches as his eyes dilate with longing and anticipation. "Watch closely," she breathes heavily, her voice like silk, "because you're not going to be drinking any of it today." As if to prove her point, Lady Tassia picks up the golden tray and heads back towards her slave. Staring down at him with a predatory gleam in her eyes, she raises the glass of champagne to his lips and lightly presses it against them. The cool liquid trickles down his chin and onto his chest, sending shivers down his spine. Next, she pulls out a bottle of perfume from behind her back and douses his hands with it. It's an expensive bottle of French perfume that she only uses on special occasions. "This'll be a little extra punishment for you," she smirks, taking another sip of her champagne. "You'll have to clean up your own mess later." With a final smirk, Lady Tassia turns and begins to pick up her dress again, her backside still on full display for him. She takes one last look over her shoulder before heading towards the bathroom to wash her hands. Picking up the wet wipe from the tray, she scrubs her hands vigorously to remove any trace of the perfume from them, all the while taking occasional glances at her naked slave through the corner of her eye. Finally, she whirls around to face him again, her eyes gleaming with defiance. "Now, get to work," she spits out the words as if they're bitter in her mouth. "Clean this mess up and don't make me come back here again." With that, she walks out of the room, the door clicking shut behind her, leaving the slave alone with his thoughts and his dirty clothes.