Message-ID: <14419eli$9808151848@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: beccatoy@aol.com (BeccaToy) Subject: The Princess and the Pee (fantasy, GS) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998081023213000.TAA18954@ladder03.news.aol.com> *Disclaimers* The following is a fantasy I wrote my Dom. It deals with Golden Showers. If you don't like GS, don't like the idea of a woman being tied up, are underage, anal retentive or think Jerry Falwell speaks for God and common Decency.. why are in in this newsgroup? "You want me to what?" Horrified, I look at your cock, dangling in my face, "No way, uh, Sir!" I knew when I decided to hop on a plane and fly out to meet you, that it would be a week of humiliation and pain. Thoughts of my nipple rings being held in hooks attached to a wall, my hands tied behind my back, you, working up a sweat by beating my ass with a crop, helped keep my mind occupied during the long plane trip. Meeting you, Wow, you were exactly what I hoped, from the time you said "Hello" I felt so submissive. I was even willing to be a dog, or take an enema.... this however... I stubbornly tightened my lips. "Open your mouth cunt" I can hear the exasperation in your voice, no.. past exasperation, anger, you are angry! I crawled into your house. Pausing in the doorway, you told me to get down like the animal I was, it was hell on my stockings, and a different kind of hell on my libido. Juices were pouring out of my pussy, this was so wonderful. Crawling inside your house, ready to serve you, right up to the point you called me your piss slave and unzipped your pants. "it was a long ride from the airport and I need to relieve myself, open up Piss Slave". Words... echoing through my brain... open up... piss... I really want to respond, but I just can't. Grabbing my hair, you pull my head back and look into my watery eyes. Watery because I want to cry, dissapointing you hurts me, watery because you are painfully pulling my hair. "This is going to be a long week if you won't even try, Becca. I know these things are difficult for you, isn't that why you are here? If you opened and tried, choked, we could talk about it. Refusal, outright refusal is not acceptable." Letting my hair go, you tell me to crawl after you. I follow, sniffling miserably, ashamed of dissapointing you, ashamed of myself for not even trying. Pointing to a small twin bed, you tell me to take off my clothes, leave on my heels, and get into bed. I scramble out of my clothes, hoping my body will at least please you, but you barely look at me as you begin fiddling with a cannister beside the bed. Sitting on the bed I hear crinkling under the sheets, heavy, like plastic. Grabbing my right arm, you place it against the bottom of the bed, and I feel something cold and hard encircling my wrist, then a click. As you do the same thing to my left hand, I realize I am being handcuffed to the bed. Next my ankles are tied, my legs spread across the bed. I hoped my pussy, wet and glistening from excitement, might entice you to play with me, but you ignore my signs of arousal. I can't see what exactly you are doing, but I feel something I can't identify being pushed just inside the lips of my vagina. Walking back to the head of the bed, you push a tube into my mouth, then duct tape it and my mouth, so I can't spit it out, drool, or move my mouth. I look up, the tube is attached to the cannister you were adjusting earlier. Coming to the side of the bed, you sit and begin idly flicking my nipple rings with your fingers while you explain what you've done. "You, you are going to be my piss slave. You WILL Drink my piss, and you will hold it in our body with all your might. I am going to pee in this cannister, the tube goes in your throat, the tape ensuring you can't spit. So it's swallow, or drown. Now .. as to why you are going to hold my piss in your body" giving my left nipple ring a particulary hard twist, you move whatever is in my vagina a bit with your right hand" This is a violet wand, It's set to shock you when it get's wet. Now I can feel your cunt is already soaking" You bring your fingers up and smear my juices across my face, under my nose, so I can smell the excitement this humiliation is causing me. "I have it set fairly high, the wetness of your cunt won't set it off, but much more fluid, like pee, and the wand will zap you good, right inside your cunt, against your bladder." Whimpering I beg you with my eyes, if you just let me up, I'll be good. It's like you are reading my mind. "Do you want to drink my piss now princess" I nod frantically, hoping my enthusiasm will show this to be unecessary, that I can drink you down with your cock in my mouth. "Bark for me princess, show me you want my piss." I bark, not easy considering the way my mouth is taped shut, a sort of pathetic "MMph Mmph" comes out. I squirm as you laugh at me.. but it's a hopefull squirming. You shake your head and unzip your pants... standing at the cannister, I hear the urine begin splashing against the sides. Suddenly I feel the warmth, the salty liquid hitting the back of my throat, one gurgle that almost sets me off choking, and I am swallowing as fast as I can, the piss flowing down my throat... Finally you stop.. and I swallow the last drop. "I am going to go do some work, piss holder, and drink a lot of coffee and water, I am suddenly very thirsty." Smiling you walk off, leaving me helpless. I try to think of anything but the increasing need in my bladder. It's been a long time since I peed, now I know why you wouldn't let me go at the airport. I thought it was just a control thing, that you would make me beg once we got here, perhaps pee on the floor. NO! not thinking about peeing, I squirm and wiggle my ankles, thinking of myself, spread open, wearing only my heels, the wand pressing against my bladder, my full bladder.. my painfully achingly full needs to be relieved desperately bladder and SCREAM!!!!!!!! Jumping as much as I can..which isn't much, and screaming into the tape, my eyes open wide... God that stung! As some pee came out, it hit the wand, the wand zapped my pussy and bladder, causing me to clamp down before any more pee could escape. Oh God, never again, I will hold it until I explode. Breathing hard through my nose I wiggle a bit. I hear footsteps, and you are beside me... "Boy do I have to piss, my bladder is so full, it will feel so good to just open up and ahhhhhh... relief." I hear your voice, taunting, but the piss is flowing and I am swallowing... and swallowing... "So Princess, I bet you need to pee badly" "MMph" then I try a whimpery whine deep in my throat." Walking to the edge of the bed you pull my nipple rings.. my body responds, the nipples getting erect and hard, you lift one hand slightly and push something under it with your foot, when you release my hand it falls into ... warm water... I watch you walk away, trying to ignore the water my hand is in, the warm water, flowing, so warm, so "SCREAM" oh god... Shivering from the shock I tighten up again, trying to hard not to pee, to hold your piss inside my body, just like you said I would. Crying, feeling the tears falling down my face, warm and salty, flowing and ARGHH... Oh my God, the zapping inside my cunt is killing me, only this time instead of being able to stop, my pee keeps flowing.. causing zap after zap to course through my pussy. I'm shaking when you come back in. You stop and look at me. "Well Piss slave, would you like to try it without the cannister?" I nod frantically, I will do anything for you, anything at all, You pull the tape from my mouth (0uch) the sticky stuff pulling my skin slightly, and unzip your pants, eagerly I open my mouth. "Not so fast little whore, God are you that desperate for my piss?" "Yes Sir, please please let me drink your piss, please put your cock in my mouth" Practically incoherent from pain, and lust, I beg you ... "You lean over and take my wet right hand out of the water and unlock the handcuff, you pull out the wand (oh thank you) and Put my hand against my pussy. Pushing three fingers in my cunt I begin fucking myself... a frenzy fucking of pure need, you walk up to me, place your cock inside my mouth, and let go, I eagerly drink your piss, determined not to spill one drop. Swallowing I fuck myself faster, so close to cumming, when you tell me to stop, leave my fingers in but still. I want to ignore you, I am so close I have spasms deep in my gut and my toes are already curled inside my shoes. But I know what disobedience brings, So I very reluctantly stop, breathing hard, my body one big orgasm ready to happen. You begin pumping inside my mouth, I can feel your cock hardening as you reach under and begin pulling my nipple rings, I keep my hand still.. the need getting more and more urgent. You keep pumping, I can feel you getting harder and harder, "Now Princess, now cum" YES! It's almost painful relief to begin stroking my pussy again, as I keep my mouth around your cock, your fucktoy... you stroke harder, going deep inside my throat, I moan deep inside as finally, ****(dirty little pigslut here)*****I cum and cum, my body spasming, muscles painfully tense... I feel your cum, thick, splashing the back of my throat, I swallow, I want everything from you, anything you want to give me...! Pulling out, you stroke my head. my hair flat and damp from sweat, my breathing coming in short gasps. You untie my ankles and uncuff my left hand. "The shower is to the right, the laundry to the left. We will be having another session this afternoon, I hope you start out more cooperative, my Toy, don't forget that... you are here as my fucktoy." I watch you walk out, looking forward to the warm shower, and wondering what the session will be, that you feel you have to remind me to be obedient, after this unforgettable lesson. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----