Lady Tassia - Pissed on in the bathtub

Lady Tassia stepped into the opulent bathroom, a gleaming oasis of marble and polished brass, and made her way towards the sumptuous bathtub. The large, oblong tub was filled with steaming water, its surface shimmering invitingly under the soft light. She couldn't resist the temptation to slip out of her silk robe and lower herself into the fragrant bath, allowing her long, slender legs to sink into the warm water. As she lay back against the plush cushions, there was a knock at the door. "Slave," she called out, "You may enter." The door opened reluctantly, revealing a naked man kneeling on the cold floor, his eyes downcast. He was young and attractive, his smooth skin glistening with droplets of water that glimmered in the light. "Mistress," he said softly, "what would you have of me?" "You may join me in the tub, slave," she commanded, her voice clipped with authority. The man immediately shuffled forward, grabbing a small stool with one hand and a pile of soft towels with the other. Carefully, he lowered himself into the water, making sure not to disturb the Goddess in the tub. Once he was settled, Lady Tassia surveyed him with a look of mixed amusement and arousal. "You are a very good slave, servant," she said, her voice like silk. "Now, I think it's time for you to show your true worth." She leaned forward, her breasts floating tantalizingly above the surface of the water. "Piss on me, slave," she commanded, her voice now edged with lust. The man glanced at her nervously, but then followed her instructions, positioning himself above her naked body. With a sigh of anticipation, Lady Tassia closed her eyes, waiting for the hot stream of piss to hit her skin. And indeed, it wasn't long before she felt the warm liquid splash against her bare shoulders, running down her body in steady streams. "Good slave," she purred, her eyes still tightly shut. "Now, give me all of it." As the man unleashed his cock upon her, filling her mouth with his salty taste, Lady Tassia felt herself spiraling into a world of pleasure and filth. She revelled in the sensation of his piss on her skin, the stinging heat against her softness, and the taste of piss as he filled her mouth over and over again. By the time he had finished, Lady Tassia was close to orgasm, her body trembling with the effort to contain itself. "Well done, slave," she said, her voice hoarse with desire. "You may clean me now." The man nodded gratefully, grabbing a large, soft towel from the pile beside him. He draped it over Lady Tassia's body, carefully blotting away the traces of their shared pleasure. As he worked, she felt the last vestiges of her arousal fading away, leaving her content and satisfied. "Thank you, slave," she said, her voice softening. "You may go now." The man glanced up at her, his eyes glistening with emotion. "Thank you, Mistress," he murmured before scurrying out of the room, his naked form disappearing into the shadows. Lady Tassia watched him go with a small, satisfied smile. She knew he would be back, ready to serve again, whenever she called upon him. For now, she would soak in the tub, basking in the afterglow of their shared act of filth and devotion.