1. Don´t Go Into The Woods


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    cold feeling as I first sat back “Drop your plug and bring your upper arms back along your side,” he continued. My arms came back and he helped me get the middle of my upper arms in some kind of handcuffs for them. There were many sensations running through my body but the next thing I felt was myself being raised until my feet could only touch the floor by leaning my toes forward. I couldn’t steady myself. I was supported by what I was sitting in. His hands came up to my head and undid the blindfold. I was sitting in a custom-made urinal. A chain with a handle hung down just above my right hand like the flush device on an old toilet. “I made that in my shop,” one of the men said as others congratulated him on this human urinal. The men were drinking beer and putting on a DVD. I heard the TV say something about “Footballs greatest moments,” when I heard his voice in front of me. “Now girl, tonight you will be our toilet and here are your instructions,” he said. “When a man comes up you are to unzip him and take his penis out if he’s standing there waiting. Otherwise he will have handled that already. Then you will let go of his penis, unless he instructs otherwise. When he is done and says, “Flush,” you will pull the flush cord and then let it go. You will have the pleasure of the urine in the bowl emptying through the dildo into you. Thanks to an electric pump and a bit of engineering you will feel the urine as a very strong stream. If he wants to piss in your mouth you ...
    will accommodate him and you will also swallow what’s in your mouth and when he is done. Then you’ll either shake his cock or lick the head and after you put it back in his pants, zip him up you’ll say. He waited for me to answer “Thank You Sir,” I answered. Fear, repulsion and the fact of my submission over the weeks crashed around in my brain when he finished his instructions. Then he asked if I understood the instructions. Obediently but miserable I answered in the same docile feminine way as I had been taught. “Yes Sir, ” I said through my pink pouted lips. The position I was in gave me a view of all the men but not the television. I could see them as they drank beer and watched TV. Time passed and the empty bottles began to accumulate. One of the men got up and said, “I’ve got to take a wicked leak.” The other men either ignored him or laughed as he walked over towards me with his hands on his balls. He was wearing a stained white t-shit. The kind with no sleeves and a pair of camouflage pants and his head had one of those military cut haircuts. There he was, standing right in front of me. Well his crotch was there in front of me since the urinal was lower. It was just a tad higher then the height of a c***d’s urinal setting my mouth at cock level He leaned in a bit and I knew what was expected of me. My pink fingernails reached forward and my fingers held his pants as the other pulled his zipper down. He was wearing the dreaded dull white with some yellow stained briefs. ...
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