Mistress Misia - Pissing party

What started as a relaxing day in the pool soon turned into a wild pissing party, intentional or not, I couldn't quite tell. My mistress Mistress Misia and her friend were already basking in the summer sun with their sexy bikinis, sipping on their drinks; it seemed innocent enough. But then, something shifted in their demeanor, and they started looking at me with twinkles in their eyes.

Before I knew it, Mistress Misia had stood up and leaned over the side of the pool, calling me over. She gave me a sultry smile despite the droplets of water that clung to her smiling lips. "Join us, slave," she commanded, her tone laced with an intensity that made my heart race wildly. "You're going to love this."

As I moved closer to the edge of the pool, my eyes widened in disbelief at what I saw. Mistress Misia and her friend had something sinister planned for me - they were both urinating into the pool, their yellow streams of piss mixing together to create a tiny whirlpool right where I was about to enter!

Mistress Misia grabbed my hand and pulled me closer, her soft skin sliding against mine as she wrapped her legs around me. "Don't be scared, baby," she murmured, her breath hot on my ear. "You're going to love this special piss party just for you."

With those words, she pushed me deeper into the pool, and I felt the cold shock of her pee on my skin. "Ahh," she giggled, her eyes bright with excitement. "You're such a good little cockslut, aren't you?" And before I could respond, she pulled me closer to her friend, who was also grinning widely as she pissed directly into our faces!

I couldn't believe my luck - or rather, my misfortune. Here I was, trapped in a pool of warm piss with two gorgeous mistresses who were clearly enjoying themselves immensely. The smell of urine filled my nostrils as it mixed with the chlorine from the pool, creating a heady aroma that made my cock twitch in anticipation.

As if sensing my arousal, Mistress Misia leaned in closer, her lips brushing against my ear. "Do you want a turn, baby?" she whispered provocatively. "Or would you rather just watch?" Her eyes glinted with mischief, daring me to take the plunge - literally!

Well, what could I say? I had seen enough of their lustful abandon to know that refusing wouldn't go down well. So, taking a deep breath, I let go of my inhibitions and opened my mouth wide, eagerly accepting the stream of piss that shot out from between Mistress Misia's perfect breasts!

The warm, potent liquid filled my mouth, and I eagerly swallowed it down as Mistress Misia and her friend continued to pee all over us. "That's it, baby," Mistress Misia crooned. "Drink up that delicious piss - it'll make you a better cockslut than you already are."

And so we continued, swimming in a pool of our own filth, our bodies slick with sweat and piss. The sting of their piss in my eyes only served to heighten my arousal, and I found myself wishing that this could go on forever. As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over us, I knew that I would never forget this day, this pissing party - nor would I ever want to forget it. Because in that moment, I was truly theirs, body and soul.

Finally, when the urge to piss themselves finally overcame them, they told me to climb out of the pool. Exhausted but exhilarated, I did as I was told, watching as my mistresses sat down on their own chairs, legs crossed, and allowed their pee to drip onto the ground. It was a sight to behold, and I couldn't wait for another opportunity to partake in this perverse ritual with them once again.

As I lay there on the grass, panting heavily from exhaustion and pleasure, I knew one thing for sure: Mistress Misia and her friend had truly shown me what it meant to be their submissive. And I liked it. A lot.