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Weronika had always loved the thrill of peeing from high places - it sent shivers down her spine and made her feel incredibly naughty. Today, she had a new idea: to take it to the next level by peeing towards her unsuspecting toilet slave who would have to drink every drop of her golden nectar. She strutted into the room, her high heels clicking on the floor in a mesmerizing rhythm, her glistening pussy wet with anticipation. Her slave trembled beneath her, his eyes wide with fear and excitement. He knew exactly what she had planned, but he couldn't resist the urge to please her. Weronika stood atop the toilet, her long legs spread like wings, her delicate fingers brushing against the swollen head of his cock. She leaned down, her breath hot against his face, and whispered, "Are you ready to clean my pussy with your tongue, my toilet-slave? And then, perhaps you should prepare to...drink." Her words sent shivers down his spine as he nodded eagerly. Weronika positioned herself over him, the tip of her pussy teasing his lips, her ass raised high in the air, inviting him to taste her hole. With a sly grin, she moved her hips, sliding down his tongue, her pussy juices dripping onto his face. Finally, she stood up straight, her body taut with excitement, and turned around, presenting her wet pussy to him. A smirk of anticipation crossed her face as she braced herself against the wall, her feet spread wide apart. "Drink up, my slave," she ordered, her voice ringing with command. And then, with a sultry chuckle, she began to pee. The stream of urine shot out with remarkable force, splashing against his face and chest, drenching him in her golden nectar. His lips parted in shock as he watched her piss flow down his body, trying desperately to catch every drop. But Weronika was enjoying this too much - she loved the power she held over him, making him taste and absorb her pee against his will. As she continued to pour her pee over him, the intensity of her orgasm built within her. She moaned and groaned, her body shaking with pleasure, her muscles clenching around his cock. And all the while, her toilet slave lapped at her pussy greedily, cleaning her up with his tongue. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she stopped. The room was shrouded in silence, broken only by the sound of their heavy breathing. Weronika stepped down from the toilet, her wet pussy glistening in the dim light. She looked down at her slave, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. "Did you enjoy that, slave?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Because I'm afraid there's more where that came from." Wrapped in a stark white towel, Weronika sauntered out of the room, leaving behind a trail of messy footprints and a puddle of piss. But she knew that her toilet slave was already looking forward to their next encounter, anxious to taste every drop of her golden pee.