Toilet Slaves Scatology - Cruel Mistress, Piss Training!

Mistress Junko towered over her new slave, her beautiful yet ruthless face contorted into a mask of dominance. She wore nothing more than a skimpy black leather bodysuit that hugged her voluptuous curves perfectly. Her impossibly high heels clicked against the cold, hard floor as she stepped over him, their pointed tips threatening to pierce his skin. "You will learn to respect me," she growled, her voice laced with menace. The slave gasped for air as he was roughly ordered into position. His head was forced between Junko's legs, his nose buried against her sweet-smelling pussy. He had been trained before - the dildo strapped around his neck was proof enough of that - but this was different. This time, there was no escape. As she sat down on his face, his world became a haze of her musky scent and the sound of her heavy breathing. He knew better than to resist, and so, he began enthusiastically worshiping her most intimate parts, using his tongue and teeth to elicit moans of pleasure from his captor. Junko watched him from above, a cruel smile playing on her plump lips. She leaned back and let out a long, slow stream of urine right into his eagerly opened mouth. His cock, strapped to his chest, twitched with anticipation as he tasted the warm, salty nectar. She continued to relieve herself, letting her piss pour out generously, knowing full well that he'd swallow every drop. When she was done, she leaned down and turned his head to the side, using her foot to guide his chin into the puddle of golden liquid on the floor. "Now, lick it up," she commanded. The slave hesitated for a moment, but only to make sure she knew he was obedient. With a groan, he lapped eagerly at the mess on the floor, cleaning every drop of her piss from the surface. His cock grew harder by the second as he became inundated with the scent and taste of his mistress's urine. Junko's eyes lingered on the sight, taking in his submission with a sense of triumph. She pulled the dildo from its hook on the wall and roughly grinded it against his chest, teasing his nipples until they were hard and erect. She placed her hand against his chest and pushed him over onto his back, revealing his throbbing member. With a wicked grin, she positioned the dildo at the head of his cock and began to fuck him roughly from above. "You like that?" she snickered. "Well, keep sucking that cock while I piss all over you." And so, he pleasured himself as Junko stood over him, her powerful stream almost blinding him with its intensity. She aimed for his face this time, covering him from head to toe in her warm, stinging piss. It ran into his eye sockets, forcing him to blink back tears of pain and pleasure. She kept on until his entire body was soaked, each drop landing with a satisfying splat on his skin. Finally, she stepped back, satisfied with her handiwork. "Now, get to work," she purred, pointing to the puddle of piss at their feet. The slave shook his head in submission and began lapping up the remaining drops, drowning himself in the scent and taste of his mistress's piss. His cock rock-hard and ready for more, he longed for her to use him again. But for now, he would be her human toilet and pissing slave. There was nothing he could do about it - and deep down, he didn't want to.