Mary is a complete piss slut, and needs to be used as one, will do anything to please
Mary and Sir: She Must Obey
Chapter 1
Mary stood in the corner of the hotel room.
“Pull up your skirt,” he ordered.
Mary did as she was told and pulled up her short tartan skirt, to reveal a pair of deep red cotton knickers.
“Part your legs”, Sir ordered.
Mary obeyed.
Sir sat in the hotel room armchair, about 5 feet from where Mary stood, and had a clear view of her as she waited nervously for her next order.
“You may release, slowly”, Sir ordered.
Her belly was slightly swollen and firm with her extremely full straining bladder.
It took all of her self-control not to release a full flow of her pee into her waiting knickers.
But Sir had been an excellent teacher and disciplinarian.
Mary had been in contact with Sir over the last two weeks or so; a friend of a friend, also into her piss needs and kinks, had put her in touch with him, and he hadn’t disappointed her.
She had never done so much marking, and loved every drop, so exciting, so kinky and so dirty.
Sir had made her mark and pee on a train in her car, in her work canteen and on the restroom floor; she had pissed over her clothes in drawers on her desks, worktops; she couldn’t think of a cup, glass, vase or dish that had not received her hot golden nectar. Anywhere Sir ordered her she would obey without question. And every time he had made her hold as long as possible, making her knickers soaking wet with that slight leak from her pussy lips. Nearly every time he wanted to see evidence of her perverse work, not her actually pissing but the results of her urination work.
So now she stood there before sir her knickers slowly starting to show the release of her pee and the slow spread of wetness and then the steady drip onto the carpeted floor; some of her yellow pee started to run down the inside of her legs, stopping at her white socks.
Sir had booked them into the penthouse suite, which meant there were so many potential areas and things to have piss fun with.
Sir had dressed her like the iconic schoolgirl, white knee-length socks, tartan pleated skirt, white button blouse, one-size-under black bra, filling her tits up, school tie and ponytail hair. She was also wearing 4” full-toe black stilettos.
The last few drops of her amber pee dropped onto the floor adding to that little wet circle of piss.
“Turn around and lift your skirt” Sir ordered.
Mary did as she was told. Sir could clearly see the large wet spread of her pee on her knickers.
“Turn back around and remove your knickers”
She did as she was told and held them up.
“Put the wet gusset in your mouth and suck on them” Sir ordered.
Not only were knickers soaked in her piss but they also had a good coating of her pussy juice.
She closed her eyes and gave out a low muffled moan as the wonderful mix of her own piss and pussy juice enveloped her taste buds.
The sheer ecstasy did not last long; Sir could see she was enjoying herself too much.
“Take it out of your mouth and drop them on the floor”
She reluctantly did as she was told.
“Go and get your travel case and place it in front of me” Sir demanded.
She scuttled over to her black hard case travel luggage and wheeled it in front of Sir.
“Open it”
She did as she was told, and there in the open case were her spare clothes. White blouse, skirt, jeans, underwear, shoes and a cosmetic bag.
“Spread your legs over your things, and spread your pussy lips”
She slightly hesitated then did as she was told.
That slight hesitation would cost her later.
“Release, release your urine over your clothes and belongings, soak them in your filthy piss” he demanded.
Her bladder was still swollen and full of her urine, so it did not take long before a good strong stream of her yellow piss started to douse and drench her things.
A slight grin came over Sir’s lips as he watched her slowly rotate her hips so that yellow stream soaked and coated all of her belongings.
Satisfied he told her to cease pissing.
Sir then stood up from his chair,
“Come around to the side of me”
She stepped back and positioned herself next to his side; as she did so she couldn’t help but let a dribble of her pee run down the inside of her legs, causing her white socks to become stained with her yellow pee.
“Now unzip me and take my cock out”
Sir demanded.
Mary slowly pulled his zip down and slipped her hand inside and gently lifted his cock out.
His cock was heavy and semi-hard, and his foreskin covered his bulbous head; it felt so good in her fingers.
“Pull my skin back”
She slowly pulled his skin back to reveal his purple bulbs head; it had a beautiful thick coating of pre-cum.
After a very short time, she felt it on her fingers before a deep yellow stream of his piss erupted from his open cock slit.
She knew what he wanted and directed his piss stream over her already piss-soaked clothes and belongings.
She stood transfixed; the sight of this made her pussy flood with her pussy juice.
She had just held Sir’s semi-hard thick cock and guided his stream of amber urine over her open case, and given all of her clothes and belongings a good piss soaking.
He had then told her to get on her knees and take his cock into her mouth; he had then urinated into her eager mouth.
He had released his piss in a very expertly controlled way, letting a steady flow of warm piss fill her mouth then allowing her to savour the unique earthy taste of his urine, before letting her let it slip down her willing throat. He repeated this twice more before pulling his cock out of her piss-coated mouth.
He had then told her to hold his cock and guide the next stream of his piss over her head and face.
This is where she was now having just taken his beautiful hot cascade over her hair and face.
Satisfied he told her to stand and make her way to the bed and bend over the bed.
Mary did as she was told, and as soon as she bent over and her yellow piss-soaked blouse made contact with the white cotton sheets, they started to soak up the piss from her blouse.
Sir had made his way to her and was now standing next to her; he bent down and gently pulled up her tiny tartan skirt and exposed her lily-white ass cheeks.
“ Do you remember when I told you to piss on your clothes and belongings in your case? Well, my little piss slut, I noticed you hesitated” Sir said in a threatening manner,
“I told you from the start, when you become my piss slave girl, you will do as I say without question or favour. Sir, thinks that little hesitation seems to question his authority and needs punishing” He said.
Then without warning he drew his hand back then brought it hard and swiftly down onto Mary’s white ass cheek.
Mary gave out a little whimper of pain as his hand slapped against her soft skin; she gave out five more whimpers as he gave each cheek three hard slaps.
Those pure white cheeks had turned a nice flaming crimson.
“Stand up” he ordered
She did so, and turned and faced him.
“Each time you disobey me or question me your punishment will get more severe, do you understand?”
Sir said in a calm but strict manner.
“Yes Sir, I’m sorry; it will not happen again”
Mary said, almost pleading.
He glanced down where her chest had been pressed against the bed sheets; there was now a nice yellow wet stain on the white sheet.
“I think now we need a drink to top mine and your bladder; there is much more work to be done”
Mary’s bladder still had loads of fresh piss waiting, but she said nothing.
“Go to our room little mini fridge in the corner and take out two beers for me and water for you” he said.
Mary made her way to the fridge as she got there and was about to bend down and take the drinks out he told her to stop.
“Lift your leg onto the fridge top and pull your skirt up so I can see your pussy”
She obeyed and placed her stiletto shoe on the top of the fridge and revealed her wet pussy.
“Open your pussy”
She placed her fingers on her lips and spread her pussy lips.
“ Now let me watch you spray over the fridge glass front”
Seconds later a jet of urine left her open slit and splashed over the glass front.
He watched her yellow pee run over the glass and down onto the carpet floor, making a lovely pool of piss.
“Good girl, that’s enough; now get the drinks and bring them over” Sir commanded.
She stopped and placed her leg down and opened the piss-coated glass door.
After a few seconds, she told she there was some beer but no water.
“Well my little piss girl, you had better go and get some from the foyer reception vending machine” he said with a little smile, then added” When you bend down to collect them you will leave a mark on the floor with your filthy piss”
She walked over to him and handed the beers he handed her a long black leather coat.
Chapter 2
Mary was lying on the hotel floor, Mummy had placed a white sheer cotton camisole top over her face, and Mary’s hands were being held by Daddy.
“Well, my dirty little girl, Sir says you must be punished for dropping your phone into your piss, you naughty girl”, Mummy said.
As Mary thought about how Sir knew she had dropped her phone she felt the first drops of Mummy’s piss begin to soak the camisole covering her face.
The drips turned into a stream; at first it was an amazingly beautiful feeling, as mummy’s hot pee coated the thin material, but as the piss flow increased and it started to soak the cloth it became increasingly more difficult to take a breath.
Mary was just about to start to panic, when mummy stopped her flow.
Mummy lifted the wet top and slowly pulled it back to let her take in a deep breath.
Mary opened her eyes and could see mummy with a smiling devious face and her piss-dripping pussy.
The thought going through Mary’s head at that moment was how she had got to this point of basically being piss-boarded.
She had been given her instructions by Sir to go and get some water from the vending machine in the reception foyer,
Sir had also demanded that when she bent down to receive the water bottles, she was to release a stream of her piss onto the floor and not only that she was to film it on her phone, hence the long black leather coat.
It started well; she took the lift from the tenth floor down to the reception.
She knew the vending machines were just around the corner from the reception desk.
A few people were milling around the foyer and reception.
She made her way across the white tiled floor, her heels clinking on the floor and in her head, everyone was watching her and they could all see her yellow pee-stained socks.
She eventually made it to the machine, took the money out that sir had given her, and then took her phone out and set it to video.
She put her now shaking hand up to the slot and dropped the money in, then pressed the water button then watched the bottle drop.
She squatted down to retrieve the bottle, but instead of collecting the bottle she slipped one hand down to her now, juice sloppy pussy and with two fingers parted her pussy lips, then brought the other hand down holding her phone and pressed record.
She looked down and could see the screen, and after a little adjustment focused on her open pussy.
She gave a quick glance around then released.
She was extremely desperate and her bladder was full and stretched but she did manage to control her flow.
She pressed record on her phone as a dribble of yellow pee left her open pussy and started to pool on the white tiles,
She released a little more and the dribble turned into a stream of piss and now started to splash and run over the floor. This lasted no longer than a few seconds, but it was enough to create a lovely swirl of yellow piss.
Satisfied she stopped pissing and stood up, she felt a drizzle of urine run down the inside of her legs.
But as she turned she clumsily dropped her phone and it splashed into the pool of her piss.
She quickly reached down and picked up her piss-dripping phone.
She did a Quick Look around; no one had seen her.
She looked down at her successful task and smiled; Sir should be pleased.
He wasn’t.
As she started to try and dry her phone she got a message.
“I have two friends in room 333 on the ninth floor. They require a filthy piss slut to use and abuse; she will do whatever they demand or require without hesitation, she will be punished if she does not comply with there demands.
You now have a choice, you can either go to the elevator and make your way to their room or you can make your way outside where a taxi is waiting to take you home and you will never come back; your servitude with Sir is finished. Make your mind up now”
So that is where she is now, on the hotel room floor being sprayed with mummy’s hot piss.
She had not regretted one single second, and so much had happened and a lot more is about to happen.
Mary had gone to room 333 and nervously knocked on the door.
After a short wait, the door opened and greeting her was a woman aged 40-ish.
She was dressed in a black PVC basque, her full breasts and smooth shaven pussy showing through perfect openings around her tits and cunt. She was also wearing red hold-up stockings and red stilettos, stunning.
“So you are Mary and you are our entertainment for the next hour or so”
The woman said ushering Mary into the room.
The first thing that hit Mary was the aroma; the room smelled of lovely filthy piss, cum and love juice, the second thing was, this is no ordinary hotel room.
The large bed, had a black fluid-proof sheet; she knew this because she could see, what she imagined was a pool of piss in the middle of the bed.
There was a large padded wooden chair at the end of the bed, with leather straps hanging over the arms, and a large hole in the centre of the seat.
There was also a large wooden X frame with straps and she noticed that in the middle of the X legs, the wall was wet and stained yellow.
And next to the bed was a table with loads of various sex toys, straps, paddles and clamps; there was also an open laptop computer.
A man was standing naked next to the bed, same age as the woman in her early 40s, well built and a good thick semi-hard skinned cock hanging and dripping with pre cum and piss.
The woman’s voice brought her back to reality,
“Let me take your coat” she says while slipping it off Mary’s shoulders and casually throwing it onto the filthy stained floor.
“My name is Bea and this gentleman is Mac” gesturing to the man.
“But from this moment on you will refer to us as Mummy and Daddy, do you understand” she says.
Mary replies simply “Yes”
“Yes, what !” Mummy demands.
“Yes, Mummy” Mary meekly replies.
“ I shall let you off this time, but if you do not do as we say or answer properly, you will be punished, talking of punishment, Sir has been in touch and says you must be punished for being a very clumsy girl, I believe you dropped your phone into your pool of your own urine; is that correct”
Bewildered, the only thing Mary could muster was “Yes, Mummy”
“Naughty girl, now get on the floor and put your hands above your head”. Mummy demanded.
Mary did as she was told and lay down on the filthy cum and piss stained threadbare carpet.
This is where the last part of the story finished, Mary having a thin cotton camisole placed over her face while Mummy pissed over it, soaking so much Mary struggled to breathe while Daddy held her hands.
After a short while Mummy peeled back the urine-soaked cloth and smiled down at Mary, her pussy still dripping with piss, which slowly trickled over her cheeks.
Once she was happy Mary had regained her breath she laid the wet cloth back over her pretty face and opened her bladder once again.
It did not take long before Mary struggled to take a breath as Mummy’s piss did its work, and Daddy held her hands down.
After a short time, Mummy stopped her flow and peeled the piss-sodden cloth off Mary’s face.
Mary gasped and took a deep breath and Daddy released her hands.
Mummy kept in her position squatting over her face her pussy still dripping.
“I hope you’re going to be a good girl now; if not it will be very painful for you next time, are you going to be a good little girl”
At first, Mary could not answer; she was still trying to get her breath back, then managed to squeak out “Yes, Mummy I will be a good girl”
Mary’s eyes were stinging a little from Mummy’s piss, but she resisted the urge to wipe her pee-drenched face.
But what Mary could see was Mummy slip her fingers between her wet pussy lips and spread them nice and wide, revealing, not only a very piss-wet pussy, but an extremely juice-infused pussy.
Mary inhaled the wonderful scent of another woman’s sex, and it smelled amazingly filthy and beautiful, and she felt her own pussy swell with her own juices.
“ Clean mummy’s pussy, get your tongue inside me, lap my pissy juices up”
Mary put her mouth up to her open spread pussy and inserted her tongue into that lovely gooey mess, and instantly Mary gave out a slight low moan as her tongue became coated in Mummy’s wonderful juice.
As she began pleasing Mummy, Daddy made his way to Mary’s legs and spread them nice and wide and brought her knees up, exposing her own juice-leaking pussy.
Chapter 3 is on its way
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