Mistress Jardena - Wake up and drink piss!

Mistress Jardena woke her beloved bitch from their slumber with a soft yet firm voice. The latex-clad beauty smiled down at the bound and gagged form, floating a few inches off the ground due to the levitation collar around her neck. She knew exactly what she wanted and needed from her cherished toy today. With a victorious smirk, she strolled over to the piss bucket next to the bed and unsnapped the strapon from her supple body. Her pussy juices dripped heavily onto the floor, leaving a clear trail of desire to her bitch. With a wicked gleam in her eye, she yanked off the gag and ordered her slave to crawl over to the piss-filled bucket. "Drink it, my piss bitch," she commanded, "every last drop." The slave girl instantly struggled to her feet, her muscles aching from her nighttime torment. Her eyes were filled with lust and submission as she approached the bucket. With trembling hands, she lowered her face into the warm golden nectar, savoring the taste on her tongue. Moans of pleasure escaped her lips as she greedily drank every drop, her eager tongue scraping every inch of the inside of the piss-filled container. When she finally lifted her head, the pleasure in her eyes was evident. She knew this was what she lived for; to please her Mistress and be rewarded with her sweet nectar. Mistress Jardena grinned cruelly, her soft curves now highlighted by the harsh shadows of the dungeon. She knew that her slave had earned her wet reward and she intended to give it to her in spades. With a flick of her wrist, she activated the remote-control device attached to the bound slave's collar, sending an electric shock coursing through her body. The slave yelped in surprise, her muscles contracting uncontrollably. But as the shock subsided, Mistress Jardena smiled again—knowing that this was just a small part of what her beloved bitch would endure today. "You're such a thirsty whore," she laughed, "let's see how much more piss you can take." And with that, she refilled the piss bucket and directed her slave back to it, eagerly awaiting her next act of subservience.