“I ordered him to take off my panties. Then he sat next to the toilet. When I turned my ass to him he put his head directly above the toilet seat. His mouth was just a few inches away from my pussy. I commanded him to drink all of my piss. He was not supposed to spray me since I already had my makeup and perfume on. I pulled my high-heeled sandals to the edge of the toilet, lowered my ass a bit, bent my knees and lowered my head so I could take a good look. I took hold of my knees. When I waited for the splash to come I looked at my legs and his head below my pussy.
“I was ecstatic with the way I looked and with this pose. I enjoyed looking at my tanned legs covered and glowing with the scented oil I put on my body. The high heels made all of my leg muscles pop out.
“Finally I felt a strong splash that bathed all of his face. Ha, ha, ha. I was actually pissing directly on his ear at one time, but he expertly corrected himself and opened his mouth which was filled up in no time. I looked him directly in his eyes. I lifted a little bit and pissed on his nose and eyebrows.
“His face was glowing from the warm smelly liquid. Then I directed the splash back into his mouth. I was yelling at him the whole time to swallow.
“The splash was like a whirlwind in his mouth. Bubbles of foam were pouring together with the liquid down his cheeks and chin.
“All of a sudden he stuck out his tongue and directed it under the stream of my piss. While I was pissing on him I also yelled out all the things he needed to do that afternoon and night. Ha, ha, ha, ha. At the very end, an already weakened splash was leaking directly into his mouth and his tongue. I made him drink the lot under my careful glare. I told him I could see him swallowing and he better not let anything spill out. I was pleased to note that he swallowed everything with light movements.
“Besides that, I told him to lick me and not miss a single drop. He obediently went to my crotch. The last drops were collected by his tongue which was placed a few inches from my pussy. When I was done I ordered him to wipe me off with paper and to pull up my red thong. He was very careful and gentle. He took a large sheet of toilet paper and gently wiped up my freshly shaven pussy.
“He treated me like I was a piece of finest crystal or porcelain. He put on my panties and with his hands fixed all the creases on my pleated skirt. With the same paper he used to wipe up my pussy he started to wipe his mouth and chin. Ha, ha, ha, ha. There, that was my reward to him. I gave him an incentive to work around the house while I went out and had a good time. Lately I haven’t practiced rewarding him that way.
“Before I used to do it on a daily basis, even two or three times a day, and now those moments were rare. He is still crazy about me and is ready for anything just to get a little attention from me and hope of getting a piece of my pussy. With that I pleased him and eased myself since I needed to use the bathroom before I left.
“I can safely say I totally enjoyed pissing on my servant.
“Dominant like this, looking sexy, and smiling, I watched through my spread legs how liquid sprayed the mouth, face, nose and ears of my slave. I yelled at him to open wide and to drink my liquids. I saw him swallowing and the remnants of the liquid spilling through his chin and disappearing behind his shirt. I even pissed on a lock of his hair and his neck.
“This dog swallowed it whole and licked just like I ordered him. Of course I knew that afterward I would be visiting friends where I would enjoy more attention, and the slave would be in this house cooking, cleaning and filling out my orders. I also knew he was going to jerk of immediately thinking of me just to ease himself and calm down. Ha, ha, ha.
“Otherwise he would have to spend the whole afternoon and evening walking around with a hard cock and he wouldn’t be able to walk straight. He is aware that he has to work hard and fulfill all of my demands so he could hope, if he is good and obedient, to get some pussy from me.
“I was sure that after I had left he was doing all of the chores, running around content having had that little attention from me. When I got home that night the apartment was shining. It’s great, believe me. Ha, ha, ha.
“Right after, I told him I was going to go since I didn’t want to be late. I ordered him to wash his face and change his shirt so he could go out and open the garage door for me so I wouldn’t get dirty. ‘Come on. Hurry up. I don’t want to wait. My barbecue at Isabel’s is going to get cold.’
“When he opened the garage door I realized that I was missing my cigarettes so I sent him to the nearest store to buy me some cigarettes and gum. He came back after a minute. He took out some wet tissues out of his pocket and gave them to me through an opened car window.
“He knew I was always careful about hygiene and I always needed wet tissues.
“I was very pleased that he remembered to buy them since I didn’t give him that order, but he always seemed to remember exactly what I was missing and needed. He doesn’t actually do anything else except think of me and the various things he could do to keep me happy and satisfied, hoping I would give him what he longed for.
“While I was waiting for him in the car for a minute or so I analyzed my looks. I looked at the rear view mirror of the car to check if my makeup was ok. I was super content with how I looked. The car was always clean because he washes it constantly. I found nice music on the radio. I felt wonderful and powerful and I had a craving for something more. I ordered him to come closer, and kneel down beside the door. He could barely bend down looking at my slim body and naked legs. I shifted the steering wheel into first gear and got ready to go.
“Then I ordered him, ‘Come on, open up your mouth quickly. I want to spit. You know how I like that.” I spit directly into the mouth of my slave, and drove off to have a good time. Ha, ha, ha…
“Of course during the drive, at all of the traffic lights and crossroads everyone was looking at my legs, cleavage, shouted some things and took long turns after my white Golf.”
“Alice. It looks like all you ever do is drive the professor crazy and nothing more. That really isn’t right.”
“So what? I don’t care. I do what I want. If he wants to be with me he knows he has to fulfill all of my wishes. He needs to make all the effort over my pussy. That’s how it always has been.”