Drink My Piss Bitch
Getting thirsty, aren’t you? You are the perfect toilet slave for me. Anything that comes out of my body is delicious, and you crave it. You might want to fuck me bitch, but we both know that will never happen. At first, you settled for my body fluids, but now you crave them.
It all began when we were out drinking at Greenwood Cemetery. I had to piss really bad from all the drinks, and I was looking for a spot that was secluded, but then I thought I would piss on one of the graves. You followed me and right before I went to squat, you slid under me with your mouth open. You licked me clean, and were so very fucking careful not to do anything I might hurt you for. You might be my friend, but my rules are just fucking that.
It was that time of the month, and you got an extra bloody treat from me. You fucking lost it. You just wanted more and more, and I was happy to supply you. I allowed you to move in with me, and I never needed to use the hard, cold toilet seat again.
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