Gym Part 4
Chapter 4 – A New Mistress
To say that Kelly had enjoyed the last session would be an understatement. I had expected a week or so to pass before we could set up another meeting, but the very next day after a class at the gym she came up to me with a huge smile on her face. “Last night was so amazing” she said, “I get instantly wet just thinking about it. I’ve managed to arrange the k**s to be with their dad this weekend, I don’t suppose you and Anji are free on Saturday?”As it happened, we were, and I knew just what we had in mind, as Anjali and I had discussed this the previous night after Kelly had left. Although Anjali had been very happy to take the lead with Kelly in introducing her to the joys of watersports, her natural inclination and preference was to be a sub, and specifically, a lesbian sub. And the more lesbians – and the more sub – the better! “We wondered if, given you clearly like taking charge of an exercise class, you’d like to be in charge of Anji for the evening? You’re very good at giving instructions!” I replied, hoping she wouldn’t take offence. “OMG” she gasped, “I’d been wondering the exact same thing. I like being taught things, but it’s nice to be in charge every now and then”. Clearly great minds were thinking alike, and we arranged for Kelly to come to visit that weekend. Knowing what Anji found particularly arousing, I also arranged for Kelly to meet me first when she arrived so I could dress her appropriately, while Anji would be getting ready in another room.
After that the weekend could not come quick enough. We even abstained from watching any porn in order to build up the desire, so by the time Saturday afternoon came round we were both feeling horny as hell. At last 7pm arrived, and the doorbell sounded. And there should Kelly, looking slightly nervous, but kindly carrying a bottle of bubbly which I have to say did not last long. After we’d cracked open a second bottle – and making sure neither girl made any trips to the loo – Kelly and I set off downstairs while Anji went upstairs to dress – or undress, depending on your point of view. After descending the stairs to the dungeon, I led Kelly to the rack of clothes we had along one wall. I had already picked out what I knew Anjali would like, and I hoped that they would fit Kelly. Luckily – for me! - Kelly had never worn latex before, and was happy to receive my help in getting dressed. We first stripped her naked, and gave her an all over coating of silicon oil. I have to confess my cock was rigid as I helped with this, and I was half tempted to abandon the session and start playing with Kelly there and then, but I had promised Anji that this would be her evening. I selected a latex garter belt, with three wide suspenders from each side, and helped slide it up and around Kelly’s waist. I then picked some black, feetless stockings, turned them inside out and applied a very thin layer of oil, then reversed them again, and helped Kelly slide them up over her long, tanned legs. Although much more muscular than Anjali because of her job, we managed this without too much effort and the effect was amazing – I almost came on the spot. Attaching the clips to the top of the stockings, I picked out a butt plug, lubed it and slid it into Kelly’s willing ass. Then we selected a pair of split crotch latex panties and lubed and slid these up over her legs, before choosing some black, shiny platform shoes with 5 inch heels. Although more usually in trainers, I knew Kelly was more than happy in heels as she’d worn them on a previous visit. I tied a black choker around her neck, and finally, a black PVC bustier with 5 buckles on the front was fastened around her body. With a ¼ cup pushing up her generous boobs, Kelly looked stunning – and she knew it. She could not take her eyes off herself in the mirror, and her fingers kept reaching down to flicker against her hairless pussy. I got some latex shine and applied it to her legs and panties and buffed it until the sleek, skin-tight stockings shone. It was time to call down Anji!
Anji had selected some sheer white stockings which set of her brown legs perfectly, and matched these with a pearl g-string – one of her favourites – and a lacy bra. Although not as generously endowed as Kelly, she was gorgeously shaped, with pert nipples already showing through the fabric. I saw her eyes widen when she saw Kelly, and caught her breath. “Oh my God“ she stammered, unable to take her eyes off her. Kelly looked across, but did not smile. “OK, bitch, you know you’re mine for the evening, don’t you?” she snarled, “You’re mine to do whatever I like with, aren’t you?” “Y-yes” replied Anjali. “Yes WHAT?” came the stern response. “Yes, Mistress” she replied. Kelly picked up a ball gag, choker and lead, walked over to Anjali, and pulled her hair back, forcing her mouth open. Leaning over, she spat into Anji’s mouth and shut it again. “You’re going to be my bitch and clean my ass, lick my pussy and drink my pee, aren’t you, you worthless slut?” she demanded. “Yes Mistress, I’m going to be your ass-licking, cunt cleaning and piss drinking slut, Mistress” Anji replied meekly, having swallowed Kelly’s spit in the meantime. “That’s better” came the response, before Kelly took the ball gag and tied it in Anjali’s mouth, then fastened the choker tightly round her neck and attached a lead. “On the floor, slut” she said, and forced Anji to her hands and knees, before walking her round the room like a pet. I knew this was something Anji had been fantasising about – in fact I had told Kelly this earlier – and was delighted to see her adopting s suitably submissive attitude. I knew she was up for much more significant domination, but accepted that this would emerge both tonight and in the sessions to come.
After a couple of turns round the room, Kelly led Anji to the gynae chair, removed her panties and helped her climb in. She strapped her legs into the stirrups that held her thighs apart, and her arms were tied so that she lay spreadeagled on her back. The lead she tied to the back of the chair so there was a bit of tension on Anji’s choker, but not too much. Kelly removed the ball gag, then reached behind her, and took the butt plug out of her own ass. “Lick this, you worthless cunt” she commanded, and forced the bulb into Anji’s mouth. Her eyes wide, Anji did as she was commanded, and enthusiastically sucked and licked the plug, before Kelly returned it to its original home inside her, and replaced the gag. Picking up a set of nipple and clit pumps from the cabinet, she proceeded to apply these to Anji, pushing the bra cups and g-string to one side. She then picked up a small pair of clamps, each attached to a short length of cord, and each clamp was attached to Anji’s labia. Picking up some packing tape, Kelly pulled each labia back in turn, sticking the cord to Anji’s thigh with the packing tape, so that Anji’s pussy was spread and held wide open. Anji managed a moan as each clamp was applied, as the jaws dug into her soft, moist flesh, and I could see the soft pink folds inside her pussy exposed to the air. Finally, Kelly inserted a butt plug into Anji’s ass, her eyes widening as the bulb pushed inside her ring, but settling down as her sphincter accepted the intrusion.
Having got Anjali where she wanted her, Kelly stood up, and from the cabinet retrieved a small box and a jar of lube. Opening the box, she revealed a set of sounds, each glistening steel, of different diameters. “We’re going to have some fun with your peehole!” she announced, returning to the chair, and I heard Anji’s breathing get shorter and shorter. Although she loved all forms of urine play, I knew she had never been sounded before, but desperately wanted to try. Kelly selected a narrow sound to start with, and stuck it in her mouth to warm it up. After a few seconds, she withdrew it, coated the end in lube, and knelt between Anji’s legs. She rubbed the end of the narrow rod up and down the moist pussy, just touching the pink flesh, and Anji writhed in anticipation. She was moaning almost constantly, now, but this stopped as Kelly moved the tip of the rod, and oh-so-gently gently circled her urethra. I could see Anji tense up as she felt it tickle her sensitive flesh, and she gave a short gasp as the end pushed gently inside her. 1mm, then 2mm, then 3, until a centimetre had disappeared inside her. Anji had almost stopped breathing and her eyes were rolled back. “You love it, don’t you, bitch?” whispered Kelly, and and Anji moaned in affirmation. “Let’s see what you can take” Kelly continued, then proceeded to slowly slide the metal probe in and out of the pink hole, each time going in and out a little further, in and out. Anji was by now quivering. The gag prevented her from making any coherent sound, but the constant groan certainly indicated she was enjoying it. The tight straps on her arms and legs, and the choker around her neck prevented her from moving much at all, so all she could do was engage with the extraordinary and hitherto unexperienced feeling of a smooth rod sliding in and out of a part of her body that had never before been penetrated. The sound was now sliding in and out up to 10cm deep, and Kelly looked impressed. “You’re such a dirty fucking slut, aren’t you?” she asked, “I bet there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for me is I asked you to, is there?” Anji managed a grunt and a quick shake of her head indicated that she would indeed be willing to be Kelly’s total fuck-toy, should she so desire it. “Let’s try something a little larger” said Kelly, as sh took a wider sound from the box and prepared it as before. The new rod was maybe 8-9mm in diameter, almost twice as wide as the previous one. She positioned her head just above the glistening pussy, and as she withdrew the first sound, she clamped her mouth over the urethra, which gave out a short jet of urine as Anji’s groin muscles contracted with the sensation. “Mmmmmm” she groaned as she tipped her head back, gargled with the hot piss, then swallowed it. I almost came on the spot. It had taken only a couple of weeks for Kelly to transform from the demure gym teacher into a pee drinking Domme, and clad in the shiny black latex, she looked every bit a goddess.
“Let’s try this one” she murmered, and tickled the smooth, rounded end of the sound around the twitching urethra. “Just relax” she said to Anji, as she probed gently, and then, with a short intake of breath by the helpless sub, the end disappeared inside her. The increase in size was significant, and Rchel took her time getting the narrow passageway used to the intruder, but it wasn’t long before she was able to slide the larger model in and out with just as much ease as the previous one. It was hard for me to tell, but it even appeared that Anji was taking more than the 10cm she had managed on the previous occasion. After a couple of minutes playing, Kelly removed the clit pump from Anji’s engorged mound, and indicated to me to pass her a vibrator. I selected an Hitachi wand from the cabinet and passed it to her. With her left arm looked around Anji’s thigh, Kelly teased the buzzing toy on her pulsing clit, while with her right hand she continued to fuck her urethra with the sound. The effect on Anjali was overwhelming. Although unable to move, her body tensed and contorted and it was obvious that an overwhelming orgasm was about to erupt. “Mmmmnnnggggg” was about the only sound she could manage, before a final spasm ripped through her body. Just as it did so, Kelly withdrew the sound and a huge jet of piss burst forth from Anji’s pussy. Kelly let the stream flow for a couple of seconds, before clamping her mouth over the gaping cunt again. Her eyes widened as she took the full force of the stream directly into her mouth, but this time rather than swallow it she filled her mouth and stood up. Leaning over Anjali’s flushed and sweating face, she pulled the gag aside, and dribbled the amber nectar back into Anji’s thirsty mouth. “What do you say, slut?” she asked, and Anji could only stammer “Thank you, Mistress” as she gratefully swallowed her own juices.
“I guess you’ve earned some reward now” said Kelly as she released the choker lead so Anji could move her head and see her more clearly. Walking over to the toilet in the corner of the room, she removed her latex panties and the butt plug, and proceeded to pee not just into the toilet, but on the toilet, and all over the surrounding floor. “Oh dear, I seem to have had an accident” she smiled, “I wonder how I can clean that all up?” She looked at her sub still strapped to the gynae chair. “It’s lucky I have a worthless cunt who likes cleaning up pee available to help” she said as she walked back to the chair, and proceeded to untie the straps and remove the nipple pumps. Anji stretched her aching limbs and tried to stand up. “On your knees, you useless bitch” snarled Kelly, “Now clean me!” She thrust her groin forward and pulled back her pussy lips, and Anji willingly complied – this was a task she was very happy to complete! Licking all over the wet cunt, she cleaned it of pee, pushing her tongue into the moist slit to ensure she took in every drop. She even ran her tongue down and round towards Kelly’s ass to clean up every drop. “That’s enough!” said Kelly, who then took the lead in her hand, and led a submissive Anji on her hands and knees towards the toilet. “Let’s get the floor cleaned first” she commanded, as she pushed Anji flat on the floor. With Anji face down in a pool of piss, she rested one shoe on the side of her face. In her latex outfit, with a willing sub at her feet, Kelly looked the epitome of a professional domme. She leant over, and used Anji’s long, dark hair to mop up some of the lake of pee. Pushing her head back, she forced Anji to open her mouth, and squeezed the still warm piss out of Anji’s hair into her gaping mouth. “Swallow that” she commanded, and then helped Anji squirm and writhe on the floor as she soaked the rest of the hot urine into her bra, panties and stockings, covering her body in the process.
Anji did an excellent job, sucking up pools of piss and swallowing them, although at one stage Kelly commanded her to dribble a mouthful of pee into her own mouth, which she mixed with her own saliva and than proceeded to spray back all over Anji’s face, soaking her further. Anji was by this stage a complete mess, her mascara and lipstick were smeared all over her wet face, her hair soaked and tangled, and her clothes sodden and dishevelled. But I knew she was loving it!
“Come on, let’s get this toilet clean as well” instructed Kelly, leading Anji on her hands and knees towards the porcelain bowl. I knew full well that this was one of Anji’s most arousing tasks, but Kelly watched in amazement as Anji proceeded to enthusiastically lick all round the outside of the bowl, then the top and bottom of the seat, and then the rim of the bowl itself. It had been in a pristine state at the start of the evening, and before long it returned to that start, as Anji’s eager pink tongue made short work of cleaning up all the glistening drops and pools of piss. She hungrily swallowed down each mouthful, glancing across to Kelly for approval from time to time. Kelly was clearly turned on watching her sub demean herself so totally and was feverishly rubbing her own clit, legs spread to expose herself as fully as she could. “Shall I clean the inside, Mistress?” quietly asked Anji. Kelly glanced at me as this was not something we’d discussed before, but I gave a slight nod. “Of course you have to clean the inside, you stupid bitch” she replied, “You don’t think I’m going to do that myself, do you?” “Of course, Mistress” came the obedient reply, and the willing sub bent over the bowl and proceeded to lick round the inside as well, starting at the top and working her way down. Kelly looked at me again, and made a slight pushing down movement of her hand with a quizzical look on her face. I nodded again – I knew Anji only too well! - and Kelly, still fingering her clit, walked over to her kneeling servant. “I think you need a drink, don’t you?” she whispered, and, holding Anji’s by her hair, pushed her face down into the mixture of water and piss at the bottom of the bowl. A sucking and swallowing noise followed as Kelly kept her face submerged for several seconds, before yanking her head back. Anji was gasping for breath but looking very pleased with herself, urine and water running down her front and dripping from her chin. “More please Mistress” she managed to stammer, before Kelly, with a look of amazement, forced her head down again, all the while fingering her own pussy with her spare hand. This time, she kept pressing down until Anji could take it no more and forced her head back, swallowing and spluttering. Her eyes were now bloodshot and she was utterly drenched. Kelly, who had been making growingly more intense groans, was clearly on the point of orgasm herself. Holding Anji’s face directly in front of her own dripping cunt she screamed as wave after wave of contraction ripped through her body, and she even managed a further short burst of hot urine directly into Anji’s face.
But eventually the spasms died down, and both girls collapsed in each others’ arms on the floor. Kelly was kissing and licking Anji’s face, and gently caressing her sodden hair. “Oh my fucking god” she whispered, “I’ve never come so fucking hard in all my life. I had no idea what I was capable of”. Anji’s face, though wrecked, was a picture of perfect bliss. “I’m your toilet” she whispered back, “I’m your fucking toilet. I’ll do whatever you command me to, Mistress”. And at that moment, I had no reason to disbelieve her!
To be continued!
To say that Kelly had enjoyed the last session would be an understatement. I had expected a week or so to pass before we could set up another meeting, but the very next day after a class at the gym she came up to me with a huge smile on her face. “Last night was so amazing” she said, “I get instantly wet just thinking about it. I’ve managed to arrange the k**s to be with their dad this weekend, I don’t suppose you and Anji are free on Saturday?”As it happened, we were, and I knew just what we had in mind, as Anjali and I had discussed this the previous night after Kelly had left. Although Anjali had been very happy to take the lead with Kelly in introducing her to the joys of watersports, her natural inclination and preference was to be a sub, and specifically, a lesbian sub. And the more lesbians – and the more sub – the better! “We wondered if, given you clearly like taking charge of an exercise class, you’d like to be in charge of Anji for the evening? You’re very good at giving instructions!” I replied, hoping she wouldn’t take offence. “OMG” she gasped, “I’d been wondering the exact same thing. I like being taught things, but it’s nice to be in charge every now and then”. Clearly great minds were thinking alike, and we arranged for Kelly to come to visit that weekend. Knowing what Anji found particularly arousing, I also arranged for Kelly to meet me first when she arrived so I could dress her appropriately, while Anji would be getting ready in another room.
After that the weekend could not come quick enough. We even abstained from watching any porn in order to build up the desire, so by the time Saturday afternoon came round we were both feeling horny as hell. At last 7pm arrived, and the doorbell sounded. And there should Kelly, looking slightly nervous, but kindly carrying a bottle of bubbly which I have to say did not last long. After we’d cracked open a second bottle – and making sure neither girl made any trips to the loo – Kelly and I set off downstairs while Anji went upstairs to dress – or undress, depending on your point of view. After descending the stairs to the dungeon, I led Kelly to the rack of clothes we had along one wall. I had already picked out what I knew Anjali would like, and I hoped that they would fit Kelly. Luckily – for me! - Kelly had never worn latex before, and was happy to receive my help in getting dressed. We first stripped her naked, and gave her an all over coating of silicon oil. I have to confess my cock was rigid as I helped with this, and I was half tempted to abandon the session and start playing with Kelly there and then, but I had promised Anji that this would be her evening. I selected a latex garter belt, with three wide suspenders from each side, and helped slide it up and around Kelly’s waist. I then picked some black, feetless stockings, turned them inside out and applied a very thin layer of oil, then reversed them again, and helped Kelly slide them up over her long, tanned legs. Although much more muscular than Anjali because of her job, we managed this without too much effort and the effect was amazing – I almost came on the spot. Attaching the clips to the top of the stockings, I picked out a butt plug, lubed it and slid it into Kelly’s willing ass. Then we selected a pair of split crotch latex panties and lubed and slid these up over her legs, before choosing some black, shiny platform shoes with 5 inch heels. Although more usually in trainers, I knew Kelly was more than happy in heels as she’d worn them on a previous visit. I tied a black choker around her neck, and finally, a black PVC bustier with 5 buckles on the front was fastened around her body. With a ¼ cup pushing up her generous boobs, Kelly looked stunning – and she knew it. She could not take her eyes off herself in the mirror, and her fingers kept reaching down to flicker against her hairless pussy. I got some latex shine and applied it to her legs and panties and buffed it until the sleek, skin-tight stockings shone. It was time to call down Anji!
Anji had selected some sheer white stockings which set of her brown legs perfectly, and matched these with a pearl g-string – one of her favourites – and a lacy bra. Although not as generously endowed as Kelly, she was gorgeously shaped, with pert nipples already showing through the fabric. I saw her eyes widen when she saw Kelly, and caught her breath. “Oh my God“ she stammered, unable to take her eyes off her. Kelly looked across, but did not smile. “OK, bitch, you know you’re mine for the evening, don’t you?” she snarled, “You’re mine to do whatever I like with, aren’t you?” “Y-yes” replied Anjali. “Yes WHAT?” came the stern response. “Yes, Mistress” she replied. Kelly picked up a ball gag, choker and lead, walked over to Anjali, and pulled her hair back, forcing her mouth open. Leaning over, she spat into Anji’s mouth and shut it again. “You’re going to be my bitch and clean my ass, lick my pussy and drink my pee, aren’t you, you worthless slut?” she demanded. “Yes Mistress, I’m going to be your ass-licking, cunt cleaning and piss drinking slut, Mistress” Anji replied meekly, having swallowed Kelly’s spit in the meantime. “That’s better” came the response, before Kelly took the ball gag and tied it in Anjali’s mouth, then fastened the choker tightly round her neck and attached a lead. “On the floor, slut” she said, and forced Anji to her hands and knees, before walking her round the room like a pet. I knew this was something Anji had been fantasising about – in fact I had told Kelly this earlier – and was delighted to see her adopting s suitably submissive attitude. I knew she was up for much more significant domination, but accepted that this would emerge both tonight and in the sessions to come.
After a couple of turns round the room, Kelly led Anji to the gynae chair, removed her panties and helped her climb in. She strapped her legs into the stirrups that held her thighs apart, and her arms were tied so that she lay spreadeagled on her back. The lead she tied to the back of the chair so there was a bit of tension on Anji’s choker, but not too much. Kelly removed the ball gag, then reached behind her, and took the butt plug out of her own ass. “Lick this, you worthless cunt” she commanded, and forced the bulb into Anji’s mouth. Her eyes wide, Anji did as she was commanded, and enthusiastically sucked and licked the plug, before Kelly returned it to its original home inside her, and replaced the gag. Picking up a set of nipple and clit pumps from the cabinet, she proceeded to apply these to Anji, pushing the bra cups and g-string to one side. She then picked up a small pair of clamps, each attached to a short length of cord, and each clamp was attached to Anji’s labia. Picking up some packing tape, Kelly pulled each labia back in turn, sticking the cord to Anji’s thigh with the packing tape, so that Anji’s pussy was spread and held wide open. Anji managed a moan as each clamp was applied, as the jaws dug into her soft, moist flesh, and I could see the soft pink folds inside her pussy exposed to the air. Finally, Kelly inserted a butt plug into Anji’s ass, her eyes widening as the bulb pushed inside her ring, but settling down as her sphincter accepted the intrusion.
Having got Anjali where she wanted her, Kelly stood up, and from the cabinet retrieved a small box and a jar of lube. Opening the box, she revealed a set of sounds, each glistening steel, of different diameters. “We’re going to have some fun with your peehole!” she announced, returning to the chair, and I heard Anji’s breathing get shorter and shorter. Although she loved all forms of urine play, I knew she had never been sounded before, but desperately wanted to try. Kelly selected a narrow sound to start with, and stuck it in her mouth to warm it up. After a few seconds, she withdrew it, coated the end in lube, and knelt between Anji’s legs. She rubbed the end of the narrow rod up and down the moist pussy, just touching the pink flesh, and Anji writhed in anticipation. She was moaning almost constantly, now, but this stopped as Kelly moved the tip of the rod, and oh-so-gently gently circled her urethra. I could see Anji tense up as she felt it tickle her sensitive flesh, and she gave a short gasp as the end pushed gently inside her. 1mm, then 2mm, then 3, until a centimetre had disappeared inside her. Anji had almost stopped breathing and her eyes were rolled back. “You love it, don’t you, bitch?” whispered Kelly, and and Anji moaned in affirmation. “Let’s see what you can take” Kelly continued, then proceeded to slowly slide the metal probe in and out of the pink hole, each time going in and out a little further, in and out. Anji was by now quivering. The gag prevented her from making any coherent sound, but the constant groan certainly indicated she was enjoying it. The tight straps on her arms and legs, and the choker around her neck prevented her from moving much at all, so all she could do was engage with the extraordinary and hitherto unexperienced feeling of a smooth rod sliding in and out of a part of her body that had never before been penetrated. The sound was now sliding in and out up to 10cm deep, and Kelly looked impressed. “You’re such a dirty fucking slut, aren’t you?” she asked, “I bet there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for me is I asked you to, is there?” Anji managed a grunt and a quick shake of her head indicated that she would indeed be willing to be Kelly’s total fuck-toy, should she so desire it. “Let’s try something a little larger” said Kelly, as sh took a wider sound from the box and prepared it as before. The new rod was maybe 8-9mm in diameter, almost twice as wide as the previous one. She positioned her head just above the glistening pussy, and as she withdrew the first sound, she clamped her mouth over the urethra, which gave out a short jet of urine as Anji’s groin muscles contracted with the sensation. “Mmmmmm” she groaned as she tipped her head back, gargled with the hot piss, then swallowed it. I almost came on the spot. It had taken only a couple of weeks for Kelly to transform from the demure gym teacher into a pee drinking Domme, and clad in the shiny black latex, she looked every bit a goddess.
“Let’s try this one” she murmered, and tickled the smooth, rounded end of the sound around the twitching urethra. “Just relax” she said to Anji, as she probed gently, and then, with a short intake of breath by the helpless sub, the end disappeared inside her. The increase in size was significant, and Rchel took her time getting the narrow passageway used to the intruder, but it wasn’t long before she was able to slide the larger model in and out with just as much ease as the previous one. It was hard for me to tell, but it even appeared that Anji was taking more than the 10cm she had managed on the previous occasion. After a couple of minutes playing, Kelly removed the clit pump from Anji’s engorged mound, and indicated to me to pass her a vibrator. I selected an Hitachi wand from the cabinet and passed it to her. With her left arm looked around Anji’s thigh, Kelly teased the buzzing toy on her pulsing clit, while with her right hand she continued to fuck her urethra with the sound. The effect on Anjali was overwhelming. Although unable to move, her body tensed and contorted and it was obvious that an overwhelming orgasm was about to erupt. “Mmmmnnnggggg” was about the only sound she could manage, before a final spasm ripped through her body. Just as it did so, Kelly withdrew the sound and a huge jet of piss burst forth from Anji’s pussy. Kelly let the stream flow for a couple of seconds, before clamping her mouth over the gaping cunt again. Her eyes widened as she took the full force of the stream directly into her mouth, but this time rather than swallow it she filled her mouth and stood up. Leaning over Anjali’s flushed and sweating face, she pulled the gag aside, and dribbled the amber nectar back into Anji’s thirsty mouth. “What do you say, slut?” she asked, and Anji could only stammer “Thank you, Mistress” as she gratefully swallowed her own juices.
“I guess you’ve earned some reward now” said Kelly as she released the choker lead so Anji could move her head and see her more clearly. Walking over to the toilet in the corner of the room, she removed her latex panties and the butt plug, and proceeded to pee not just into the toilet, but on the toilet, and all over the surrounding floor. “Oh dear, I seem to have had an accident” she smiled, “I wonder how I can clean that all up?” She looked at her sub still strapped to the gynae chair. “It’s lucky I have a worthless cunt who likes cleaning up pee available to help” she said as she walked back to the chair, and proceeded to untie the straps and remove the nipple pumps. Anji stretched her aching limbs and tried to stand up. “On your knees, you useless bitch” snarled Kelly, “Now clean me!” She thrust her groin forward and pulled back her pussy lips, and Anji willingly complied – this was a task she was very happy to complete! Licking all over the wet cunt, she cleaned it of pee, pushing her tongue into the moist slit to ensure she took in every drop. She even ran her tongue down and round towards Kelly’s ass to clean up every drop. “That’s enough!” said Kelly, who then took the lead in her hand, and led a submissive Anji on her hands and knees towards the toilet. “Let’s get the floor cleaned first” she commanded, as she pushed Anji flat on the floor. With Anji face down in a pool of piss, she rested one shoe on the side of her face. In her latex outfit, with a willing sub at her feet, Kelly looked the epitome of a professional domme. She leant over, and used Anji’s long, dark hair to mop up some of the lake of pee. Pushing her head back, she forced Anji to open her mouth, and squeezed the still warm piss out of Anji’s hair into her gaping mouth. “Swallow that” she commanded, and then helped Anji squirm and writhe on the floor as she soaked the rest of the hot urine into her bra, panties and stockings, covering her body in the process.
Anji did an excellent job, sucking up pools of piss and swallowing them, although at one stage Kelly commanded her to dribble a mouthful of pee into her own mouth, which she mixed with her own saliva and than proceeded to spray back all over Anji’s face, soaking her further. Anji was by this stage a complete mess, her mascara and lipstick were smeared all over her wet face, her hair soaked and tangled, and her clothes sodden and dishevelled. But I knew she was loving it!
“Come on, let’s get this toilet clean as well” instructed Kelly, leading Anji on her hands and knees towards the porcelain bowl. I knew full well that this was one of Anji’s most arousing tasks, but Kelly watched in amazement as Anji proceeded to enthusiastically lick all round the outside of the bowl, then the top and bottom of the seat, and then the rim of the bowl itself. It had been in a pristine state at the start of the evening, and before long it returned to that start, as Anji’s eager pink tongue made short work of cleaning up all the glistening drops and pools of piss. She hungrily swallowed down each mouthful, glancing across to Kelly for approval from time to time. Kelly was clearly turned on watching her sub demean herself so totally and was feverishly rubbing her own clit, legs spread to expose herself as fully as she could. “Shall I clean the inside, Mistress?” quietly asked Anji. Kelly glanced at me as this was not something we’d discussed before, but I gave a slight nod. “Of course you have to clean the inside, you stupid bitch” she replied, “You don’t think I’m going to do that myself, do you?” “Of course, Mistress” came the obedient reply, and the willing sub bent over the bowl and proceeded to lick round the inside as well, starting at the top and working her way down. Kelly looked at me again, and made a slight pushing down movement of her hand with a quizzical look on her face. I nodded again – I knew Anji only too well! - and Kelly, still fingering her clit, walked over to her kneeling servant. “I think you need a drink, don’t you?” she whispered, and, holding Anji’s by her hair, pushed her face down into the mixture of water and piss at the bottom of the bowl. A sucking and swallowing noise followed as Kelly kept her face submerged for several seconds, before yanking her head back. Anji was gasping for breath but looking very pleased with herself, urine and water running down her front and dripping from her chin. “More please Mistress” she managed to stammer, before Kelly, with a look of amazement, forced her head down again, all the while fingering her own pussy with her spare hand. This time, she kept pressing down until Anji could take it no more and forced her head back, swallowing and spluttering. Her eyes were now bloodshot and she was utterly drenched. Kelly, who had been making growingly more intense groans, was clearly on the point of orgasm herself. Holding Anji’s face directly in front of her own dripping cunt she screamed as wave after wave of contraction ripped through her body, and she even managed a further short burst of hot urine directly into Anji’s face.
But eventually the spasms died down, and both girls collapsed in each others’ arms on the floor. Kelly was kissing and licking Anji’s face, and gently caressing her sodden hair. “Oh my fucking god” she whispered, “I’ve never come so fucking hard in all my life. I had no idea what I was capable of”. Anji’s face, though wrecked, was a picture of perfect bliss. “I’m your toilet” she whispered back, “I’m your fucking toilet. I’ll do whatever you command me to, Mistress”. And at that moment, I had no reason to disbelieve her!
To be continued!
1 年 前
