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More on my continuing descent to piss slut

September 21, 2007

Last night Your slavegirl was quite taken with the idea of masturbating in the bathtub with her hairbrush, so she drew a hot bath and got in. Once she was in there, she remembered what she had done in a similar bathtub for You that morning, and wondered if that’s why she had been attracted to the tub tonight.

Once the tub filled up, Your slavegirl began playing with her nipples. Your slavegirl has spent so many days now submissive, wet, and eager to please, that even the slightest touch of her fingers on her nipples made her cunt throb and demand attention. As Your slavegirl rubbed her nipples, she imagined standing in the bathtub, masturbating with a hairbrush in her cunt while she peed all over the brush and her hand.

Your slavegirl took the hairbrush from the side of the tub and slid it into her pussy. she began to rub her clit as she fucked herself with it, and as she did it, she imagined You peeing on her, and in her mouth. In no time at all, Your slavegirl felt her orgasm approach. She rode the edge for You, feeling her arousal, her wetness, her eagerness to please. And then she stopped touching her clit, and just continued to fuck herself with the hairbrush.

Remembering her earlier fantasy, the slavegirl stood up in the bathtub, with the hairbrush still in her hand, and – after a few false starts – she finally managed to pee. As she felt the warmth of her urine on her hand, she was overwhelmed with the need to taste it. she took the hairbrush out of her cunt and cupped her hands underneath. her hand filled up and overflowed, and the slavegirl carefully lifted her cupped hand to her mouth and sucked her piss from it, imagining that it was Yours that she was drinking.

Hand still covered with her urine, Your slavegirl stood in the bathtub, feeling so aroused and so submissive. She rubbed her clit, standing there, felt her body crying for release, but knew that she was denied because that pleased her Master.

Your slavegirl finished her bath, dried off, then knelt next to the bed. Remembering her many misdeeds of the day – the initial forgetting, and then all those times she forgot to include her apology – the slavegirl knelt in her stress position, the better to demonstrate her contrition and feel her submission.

Your slavegirl needed to feel her Master’s control, so she got out one of the stretchy headbands and used it to bind her wrists as tightly as she could as she knelt there, face on the floor, ass in the air, arms behind her. And she thought about why she didn’t deserve an orgasm – because she had not been a good girl or a good sub. And that only good girls deserve orgasms, and even then only if it pleases their Masters that they should have them.

Your slavegirl released her wrists, kissed her bracelet and went into bed. she was so aroused by her submission that she couldn’t her herself from touching her nipples again, and when she finally stopped and made herself go to sleep, her cunt was wet, dripping and sticky – prepared in every way for her Master’s use, as it should be.

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