Undress and urinate on her
From Create Your Own Story
You have noticed the passive onlookers and are determined to display your dominance over Natasha for them. You strip off your top, exposing your large breasts and then strip your skirt, making you completely naked.
Free from the clothing's, you sneer at Natasha.
“Ugly white cow!” She spits out at you.
Not reacting to her insult you squat down right over her face, so that your naked pussy is only inches from her face.
“I’ll never lick that old pussy!”
“You won’t be licking my pussy Natasha.”
“Then what are yo… buahacchchch!”
Totally unannounced you let loose a stream of hot urine on Natasha´s unsuspecting face. The former model spits out the salty piss that got in her mouth and closes her eyes. Loud gasps can be heard from the onlookers. You halt the stream.
“Pss, Disgusting, how could you! Usshhh!”
You continue to squat in front of her angry face and laugh out. “This is your new position in life whore! I’ve got plenty more to go so open your mouth and accept it. I am your mistress bitch, and I´m entitled to mark my territory however I like!”
Natasha struggles and squirms in her bounds; she moves her head around trying to get out of pissing range. “Never!” She says. “Bitch!” She adds.
“Look around you.” You say. “Look at their faces.”
“Wha!” Natasha´s eyes widen as she finally notices the others cult members. All of them still maintain a distance but they all lean forward and stretch their necks to get a better view of Natasha´s humiliation. Amazement decorates their faces.
“No please Sharon, you can’t piss on me, not in front of everyone!” Natasha has worked hard to become the most powerful woman in the cult and her position means everything to her. The terror in her eyes could not be truer.
“Now listen to me you little brown tramp! All your strength is gone and you are completely at my mercy. Now you will drink my piss or else...”
“No!”
“Or else there is another hole for you to eat out off.”
“Noooo! Mercy, mercy please!”
“Drink piss or eat shit you decide.”
“Piss! I’ll drink your piss.” Natasha’s face is in uttermost despair, her body burns with shame and her ego of invincibility is far gone. You have successfully broken the proud strong woman into a common urinal!
“Say it louder! Say my name!”
“I´ll drink your piss Sharon!”
Natasha´s shameful words of surrender draws the onlookers closer and you to resume urinating on her pretty face. She gags repeatedly as she continuously swallows and gulp down your steady flow of bitter piss. It must burn her throat as she swallows the salty urine all down her sickened, waiting stomach.
Natasha is in hell, you are in heaven. Dominating a rival as humiliatingly like this has always been your most perverse fantasy. To make her swallow your lowly piss surrounded by her fellow cult members who now stands aroused in a ring around you.
You unleash a steady barrage of abusive language at her, further humiliating her, as you piss on her face and in her mouth. Natasha begins crying warm tears down her cheeks, mixing with the foul piss. But she continues to drink your warm, bitter liquid. Her fear makes her submissive, and as the onlookers begin cheering you on and insult her Natasha’s body becomes as warm with humiliation as the piss she´s forced to drink.
You begin moaning from dominating pleasure as the stream begins to weaken. Natasha tries to drink it all as to perverse some last ounce of dignity, but she can´t, there simply is too much, a big load of piss gathers in her mouth that she struggles to swallow.
Extremely satisfied you say. “Now drink the remainder of your mistress pee and thank me.”
She chugs down the last putrid fluids, the disgust clearly shown in her tear and piss soaked face. “Thank you.” She stammered, and tries not to throw up.
The dirty words of the audience drive you on. You are on a euphoric high having finally gotten the chance to release all those stored sexual frustrations you’ve been having for this bitch Natasha. You pussy and mind explodes with sexual hormones, this must go on, you must fuck her until she truly knows her place as a whore beneath you, your body craves it.
Your blue eyes narrow, staring at Natasha with all the cold reptilian supremacy you can muster. Natasha looks back at you weak eyed, humiliated and frightened.
