Lady Tassia - Swallow every drop

As the Lady Tassia stood over her slave, she let out a satisfied sigh. Her full bladder was relieved after she had used every inch of his body to piss on. Her beautiful big butt glistened in the candlelight, covered in a sheen of the amber liquid. A wicked grin spread across her face as she thought about how much more fun it would be to empty her bowels onto him next. But first, there was something else she wanted to try. The slave lay before her, cock standing erect and eye empty sockets looking up at her. She had given him one last task before she took his ass - to swallow every drop of piss that had been poured onto him. Tassia walked towards her collection of toys and selected a long, thin funnel made from metal. It was crude but would do the job. Kneeling down next to the slave, she positioned the funnel against his lips, pushing it between his teeth. His tongue, peeking out from the side, ran up the length of the tube before meeting the cool wetness. "Drink, you filthy disgusting creature," Lady Tassia hissed, her breath hot against his face. She could feel the satisfying weight of her piss in his stomach, and the thought made her even wetter between the legs. With her other hand, she gripped the slave's hair tightly, forcing his head back. With a slurping sound, the slave's throat worked as he tried to swallow the thick stream of piss flowing into his mouth. It wasn't easy - it was hot and sticky and nasty, but he knew there was no alternative. As his mouth filled to the brim, Tassia grabbed a cup and poured more of her piss into it, forcing the slave to swallow that too. "Good boy," she purred, stroking his cock gently with her other hand. "Now, let's see if we can get you to take a little more." She slid her hand along his stomach, stopping just short of his gaping hole. She could feel the heat from his insides, mixed with the coolness of her own fluids. With one quick jerk, she pulled the panties she'd been wearing down to his anus, dragging them through the mess of piss and shit that coated his rump. Then, she grabbed the funnel again and pushed it slowly into his mouth. This time, the liquid flowed more slowly, but it was just as thick and disgusting. As the slave struggled to swallow, Tassia moved the funnel back and forth, teasing him with the last drops of her piss. Finally, with one final push, she forced the rest of it down his throat. His gag reflex kicked in, but he managed to keep it down. Satisfied, Tassia stood up and admired her handiwork. The panties were now soaked, as were the slave's lips and chin. She could taste her own piss in his mouth, and the thought turned her on even more. "Good job, pet," she whispered softly against his ear. "Now, why don't you go and clean yourself up? After all, I wouldn't want you to track any of my tasty fluids onto the floor." With a smirk, she turned away, leaving the slave to wipe up the mess she'd made. As he crawled over to his rags to clean himself up, he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of pride - he'd managed to please Tassia, even when it had seemed impossible. And he couldn't wait for what she had planned next.