The Pee Test by Kitty Luv
It was a difficult thing to do as she had never tried it before. She was imagining just how hot the golden rain would feel. He told her to prepare by wearing his “jewelry”-a stainless steel anal plug with a real diamond in it. She had been training, slowly learning how to sit on it for a few hours each day. He wanted no back talk, whining or sniveling during the exercise the next day.
As usual, her mind started to wander. She had dozed off at 7pm the night before after she received basic instructions but was wide awake at 1 AM. She awoke incredibly thirsty. She downed a liter of flavored sparkling water in less than 3 minutes. She went over to her dining table, another liter of water in her hand, and turned on her laptop. He had bookmarked some “training” videos on her machine the previous day.
She started watching one slave on a dairy farm. The slave was caged inside a retaining wall in a square space no bigger than 4 by 5 feet. There were funnels and tubing above each similar cage built inside the wall. This wall housed other slaves-some kept 2 to a cage. The dairy Master unzipped his fly and started peeing into the funnel above the caged girl. Instinctively, she closed her eyes and put one hand over her nostrils & lips, then used the other hand to swish the falling rain over her shoulders and neck.
“That was a strange reaction,” she thought to herself as she took her last swig of water.
An hour and a half went by with her watching a few more videos and downing another half liter of water. She started feeling drowsy and cold. It’s the kind of cold you feel when you think you’re the only person awake in the world. Shutting off her computer, turning out the lights and heading to her bed, she thought more on what he had told her: “It will be a test of different things but mostly I want you to experience it.”
It took a while to get comfortable and let sleep take over. She still had her plug in and tried to lay on her stomach to relax. Slowly, she could feel the sandman approaching. She was almost in that first stage of sleep when she felt the covers stripped off her and her shoulders pinned to the mattress by one strong forearm.
“Good morning, pet slut,” she heard him whisper.
She could hear him using his free hand to undo his fly and trousers.
“Are you ready for a new experience?” he asked her, his breath in her ear.
She nodded yes. He took out her butt plug mercilessly and she contained her yelping successfully.
“That’s a good slut. You’re finally learning what silence means,” he said softly.
She could hear the change in his breathing as he slid his erect rod up and down her butt crack. She buried her face into the mattress and kept her shoulders pressed into it also. She suddenly felt the pressure in her bladder. She had forgotten to pee before going to bed. She wondered just how she’d be able to handle the feeling of hot piss on herself when she needed to relieve herself so badly. This wasn’t the shower after all where one could just unload while the water washed it down the drain.
He rammed himself in her ass forcefully. Again she contained her whining and moaning. She had gotten more used to his ass attacks lately. He kept up the rhythm while asking her if she was ready. Again she nodded yes, the whole time surprised that the pressure on her bladder was pleasuring her as she felt his cock on the other side of her innards.
Then she felt it. Not on her back or in her hair but inside her ass. His piss was running hotter than his cum ever felt. And the stream didn’t seem to stop. She felt like she was carrying a water balloon inside of her.
It was almost impossible to breathe, feeling both the urge to piss and the need to expel from her ass simultaneously. He dismounted her and asked how she felt.
“I need to pee, sir,” she said in a quiet whisper.
“Of course you do. Get up and crawl to the bathroom,” he commanded.
She did as she was told, each movement causing her untold embarrassment as the urine seeped out of both her holes. He stood behind her the entire way into the bathroom.
“Stop,” he said in almost a shout. “You will lift your ass up and piss me out towards the bathtub.”
She almost spoke to plead with him but kept quiet instead. She felt like she was going to burst while she tightened her pelvic floor muscles to control one hole and relax the other. A small leak from both orifices made a puddle at her knees now.
Slowly at first she let out a stream from her ass towards the tub. It missed the mark however.
“Use more pressure,” he commanded.
She clenched her jaw and tried again. This time she successfully landed the spray into the tub until her hole emptied.
“Very well done, pet. I am pleased,” he said smiling down at her.
She looked up at him and twitched her lips to indicate she needed to speak. He nodded to her.
“May I please use the toilet now, sir?”