Pee drinking toiletman - p - mmw - DRINK OUR PEE - B - HD 1280x720

Once upon a time, in a gloomy dungeon, there was a powerful toiletman who forced two beautiful women, Matylda and Veronica, to become his personal pee drinking slaves. This twisted tale of toilet slavery revolves around their dark and erotic encounters. To begin, the toiletman would summon his captives to his throne, a golden toilet that he had commanded them to install in the center of the dungeon. As they approached, they could smell his musky scent mixed with the pungent aroma of urine. He sat regally upon his golden toilet, his powerful member dangling invitingly below him. Matylda and Veronica, both in a state of utter submission, would kneel before their master and await his commands. Their eyes were filled with fear and desire as they watched him relieve himself into a crystal goblet. The clear liquid was filled with their maser's golden essence, as if it were liquid sunshine pouring into the gloomy dungeon. "Drink my pee, whores!" the toiletman commanded, his powerful voice echoing throughout the dank chamber. Matylda and Veronica immediately knelt down before him, their mouths open in anticipation. He handed them the goblet and they each took a sip, their tongues brushing against the walls of his warm, golden nectar. The taste of his urine was unlike anything they had ever experienced before - it was sweet, warm, and bitter all at once. But despite the odd flavor, they couldn't help but feel a strange and intense pleasure as it flowed down their throats. They had become utterly addicted to their master's pee, craving it like a drug. The toiletman watched them with a cruel smile on his face, enjoying their submission and the power he held over them. As they finished the first round of drinking his pee, he bellowed out another command. "Now bath in my piss, whores!" He stood up from his golden throne, his cock now standing proud and erect. A look of terror flashed across Matylda's face as he approached them with his engorged member pointing downward. Without hesitation, Veronica stepped forward and lowered herself onto her knees before their master's huge erection. She wrapped her soft lips around the head of his cock and began to take him deep into her throat, her tongue flicking against the sensitive skin of his shaft. As Veronica worked her magic on his cock, Matylda knelt before a large metal basin. The toiletman positioned himself over the edge of the basin, pointing his cock directly at it. With a strong grip on his hips, Matylda guided his thick shaft into the water, then nestled her face into his musky crotch as he began to release a torrent of piss onto her. The warm piss cascaded over Matylda's face and body, filling the basin with her master's golden nectar. She opened her mouth wide, relishing the taste of his urine as it dripped down her chin. Veronica continued to suck him off, her cheeks hollowed by the force of his mighty shaft plunging in and out of her mouth. The encounter between the twisted master and his two obedient slaves continued for what seemed like an eternity. The dungeon echoed with their moans of pleasure and submission. Finally, the toiletman pulled out of Veronica's mouth and announced, "You have pleased me well, my little whores. Now clean yourself up and get ready for round two." As Matylda and Veronica climbed out of the huge puddle created by their master's piss, they couldn't help but wonder what twisted pleasure he had in store for them next. But no matter what it was, they knew they would submit to it willingly. After all, they were his slaves, and his urine was their drug.