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From Colleague to Submission

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Alex has found Silvia on a dating platform, she is a former colleague he didnt leave on good terms with, now he got into contact with her over the website. He invited her to a flat he has for special occasions. He wants to turn her into his bimbo, make her his submissive little fuck doll and introduce her to bdsm and hus kinks.

Chapter 5: Piss me baby one more time

The room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of latex and the faint echo of their ragged breaths. The walls were adorned with an array of whips, paddles, and floggers, each one a testament to Alex's varied tastes in discipline and pleasure. But in the corner, casting an eerie, golden glow, was the pièce de résistance—a large aquarium, its contents a murky yellow, reminiscent of liquid gold. Silvia, her heart pounding in her chest like a wild drumbeat, stared at it in disbelief.

she mumbled against the gag, her voice a mixture of fear and disbelief.

Alex smirked, his eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction. "That, my dear, is my golden piss aquarium. A collection of all my little trophies, so to speak." He stepped closer, his cock still slick with lube, the tip glistening with pre-cum. "I want you to swim in it, Silvia. I want you to bathe in it, let it fill your mouth, your pussy, your ass.

I want you to become one with my piss, Silvia,” Alex said, his voice a low, lustful growl. He could see the horror and disbelief in her eyes, the way her body tensed against the ropes. But he also saw the flicker of arousal, the way her breath hitched, and he knew he had her right where he wanted her.

He stepped aside, allowing her to get a better look at the aquarium. It was massive, at least two meters long and a meter high, filled to the brim with a murky, yellow liquid. The smell was pungent, a mix of ammonia and something else, something dark and primal.

Silvia's stomach churned as she stared at the aquarium, her mind racing with disbelief. Alex chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down her spine. "You look like you've seen a ghost, Silvia. But don't worry, you'll get used to the smell.

Just like you'll get used to the taste."

He moved behind her, his hands gripping her hips, his cock still hot and hard against her ass. He rubbed against her, teasing her with it, making her squirm against the ropes. "Get used to it, Silvia. Get used to the way it feels, the way it tastes.

The way it fills every inch of you," Alex whispered in her ear, his voice a low, husky growl. He stepped back, grabbing a bright red swimsuit from the nearby table. He held it up, his eyes never leaving hers. "Time to get you dressed for your little swim, Silvia."

Silvia's eyes widened in surprise and a hint of fear as she stared at the swimsuit in his hands. "What... what are you doing, Alex?" she asked, her voice muffled by the gag.

Alex just smirked, a wicked gleam in his eye as he approached her, the swimsuit in one hand. "Getting you ready for your little adventure in my golden piss aquarium, love." He reached out, his free hand gripping her breast, his fingers squeezing and teasing her nipple through the thin fabric of her shirt.

"You're going to love this, Silvia," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Now, let's get you into this lovely red swimsuit, shall we?" He tugged at her shirt, ripping it open, the buttons scattering across the floor. Silvia squirmed beneath him, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he stripped her bare, her skin flushing with heat and humiliation. He tossed the remnants of her shirt aside, his eyes gleaming with lust as he took in the sight of her bare breasts. He ran his hands over them, cupping and squeezing them, his thumbs brushing against her hard nipples.

"God, you're so fucking beautiful, Silvia," he murmured, his voice a low rumble. He reached for the swimsuit, pulling it on her with quick, efficient movements.

Next, he picked up a pair of swimming goggles, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he placed them on her head. "There you go, love. Ready for your little dip?" Alex asked, his voice a dark chuckle as he secured the goggles tightly around her head. Silvia struggled against the ropes, her eyes wide with disbelief and fear. The goggles felt tight, the rubber pressing against her skin, and she could feel the panic rising within her. Alex ran his hands over her body, his touch rough and possessive, making her shiver with a mix of fear and arousal.

"You look perfect, Silvia," Alex growled, his voice thick with desire as he stepped back to admire his handiwork. Silvia squirmed and struggled, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she tried to process what was happening.

He walked over to a nearby cabinet and opened it, revealing an array of BDSM equipment. He selected a special gag, one that doubled as a snorkel, and held it up for Silvia to see.

"This is going to be fun, Silvia," he said, his voice thick with desire. He stepped closer, his cock still hard and ready, and swapped the gag she was wearing with the new one. The snorkel fit perfectly over her mouth and nose, sealing her in, leaving her with no choice but to breathe through it.

Silvia's eyes widened behind the goggles as she realized what was happening. She could feel the cold rubber pressing against her lips, and she could taste the faint remnants of latex and the lingering scent of Alex's spit.

It was suffocating, claustrophobic, and for a moment, she wondered if she would panic, if she would struggle and fight until she couldn't breathe. But she knew better than to struggle against Alex. He was relentless, unyielding, and he would only make it worse. She took a deep breath, inhaling the stale, sterile air through the snorkel, and prepared herself for what was to come.

With a sudden, forceful movement, Alex grabbed her by the waist and pushed her into the aquarium. The cool, murky liquid enveloped her, the shock of it making her gasp against the snorkel. She could feel the warmth of the piss seeping into her swimsuit, the fabric clinging to her body, the heat radiating through the thin material.

The sudden submersion in the aquarium made her gasp reflexively, but the snorkel prevented her from drawing in the air she desperately needed. She struggled, her body thrashing and squirming, her limbs flailing as she fought to break the surface. But the ropes held her fast, her body suspended in the murky, yellow liquid. She could feel the sting of it, the burn as it filled her nose, her mouth, her eyes. She tried to hold her breath, to keep the piss from filling her lungs, but it was impossible. She needed air, needed to breathe, and the snorkel was her only lifeline.

But the aquarium was dark, the piss around her opaque and thick, swirling and eddying as she struggled. Her limbs flailed, her body thrashing as she fought against the ropes that held her. But Alex was there, his strong hands gripping her shoulders, holding her under. The water stung her eyes, her nose, her throat, and she gasped against the snorkel, fighting for breath.

"Relax, Silvia," Alex growled, his voice barely audible through the water and the goggles. "Breathe through the snorkel, let it fill your lungs."

She tried to shake her head, tried to fight against him, but he was too strong. He held her down, his grip unyielding, his eyes dark with desire. She could see him through the murky liquid, his body powerful and sure as he held her under.

She felt his other hand moving between her legs, his fingers probing and teasing. She tried to close her thighs, but he was relentless, his fingers pushing inside her, filling her.

"Shit, you're already wet for me, aren't you, Silvia?" Alex growled, his voice thick with lust. "You fucking love this, don't you? You love the way it stings, the way it burns."

She didn't respond, couldn't respond, the snorkel muffling her cries. But her body betrayed her, her hips bucking against his hand, her pussy clenching around his fingers.

Alex chuckled, a dark, satisfied sound, his other hand releasing her shoulder. She felt a sudden tugging at her wrists, her ankles, and before she could react, she was lifted out of the water. She gasped against the snorkel, her body tensing as she felt herself being maneuvered, her limbs pulled and bound to something solid and unyielding. She tried to look, but her vision was blurred by the piss, her eyes stinging and watering.

She heard the clanking of metal, the screech of wood against wood, and then she was lowered back into the aquarium, her body held fast by invisible bonds. She struggled, her body thrashing and squirming, but she couldn't move, couldn't break free. Panic surged within her, her heart pounding in her chest like a wild drumbeat. What was this?

What had Alex done? Silvia's heart pounded in her chest as she realized what had happened. She was suspended, her limbs spread wide, her wrists and ankles secured to some sort of wooden frame. She couldn't move, couldn't break free. The realization sent a fresh surge of panic coursing through her veins.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted against the snorkel, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The piss around her was murky and thick, stinging her eyes, her nose, her skin. She could taste it, could feel it burning its way down her throat, filling her lungs.

Alex stood over her, his cock in his hand, the piss streaming from the tip, a golden arc that splashed into the snorkel, forcing her to swallow or drown. She gagged, her body convulsing, the taste making her stomach heave. But there was nothing she could do, nothing but take it in, breathe it out, and take it in again. Tears streamed down her face, her vision blurring behind the goggles. She could feel him watching her, could see the pleasure on his face as he pissed into the snorkel, his cock throbbing with each stream of warm golden liquid.

"You're mine now, Silvia," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Every part of you. Every inch. Every fuckin' hole."

She choked, coughing and sputtering against the snorkel.

The taste of his piss was overpowering, the acrid smell filling her head, making her dizzy. Alex stepped into the aquarium with her, his body pressing against hers, his hands gripping her hips. The water rose around them, the temperature shifting, the warmth of his body seeping into hers. She squirmed, her body bucking against the ropes, desperate to escape, but Alex held her fast, his grip like iron. "Shh, Silvia," he whispered, his voice a low growl in her ear. "Don't fight it. Let it consume you."

She felt his cock, hard and insistent, pressing against her ass. He ground against her, his movements slow and deliberate, teasing her, taunting her. She whimpered, her body shaking with a mix of fear and desire.

Alex pressed his cock against her ass, his hands gripping her hips tightly. He could feel her struggling, her body tense and resistant. He growled in her ear, his voice low and demanding. "Don't fight it, Silvia. You know you want this. You know you want me."

He reached down, his fingers finding the zipper of her swimsuit. He tugged at it, the sound of the metal teeth parting echoing in the water-filled room. Her body tensed, her breath hitching as the cold air hit her exposed skin. She could feel the warm piss lapping at her now uncovered pussy, the sensation sending shivers down her spine.

Alex ran his hands over her ass, his fingers tracing the curve of her hips, the softness of her skin. He could feel her heart pounding, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

He knew she was scared, knew she was fighting it, but he also knew she was aroused. He could smell it on her, taste it in the air. "You want this, Silvia," he growled, his voice a low, urgent rumble in her ear. "You want me to fuck you right here, right now, in my golden piss aquarium."

He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, and he thrust into her, his cock sliding deep inside her pussy, filling her completely. Silvia gasped against the snorkel, her body tensing, her hands clenching into fists. But Alex was relentless, his hips moving in a steady, punishing rhythm, his cock pounding into her, over and over again.

"That's it, Silvia," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Take it, take my cock.

You fucking love it, don't you?" Alex snarled, his hips slamming into her with brutal force, the water around them churning and surging with each powerful thrust. Silvia's body tensed against the ropes, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as the water splashed around her, the golden piss stinging her eyes and her skin.

But despite her struggles, despite her initial resistance, her body betrayed her. She could feel her pussy clenching around Alex's cock, her muscles tightening and releasing with each brutal thrust.

The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain and pleasure that left her gasping for breath. The golden piss swirled around them, the smell thick in her nostrils, the taste coating her tongue. She gagged again, the acrid taste making her stomach churn, but Alex didn't let up. He pounded into her, his hips slamming against her ass, his cock filling her completely.

"Fuck, you're so tight, Silvia," he groaned, his voice a low growl in her ear. "Your cunt is clenching around my cock like a fucking vice. You love it, don't you?

Your tight little cunt is milking my cock for all it's worth,” Alex hissed, his hips thrusting violently against her. He could feel her body trembling, her muscles clenching around him as she fought to hold back her impending orgasm.

“Say it, Silvia. Tell me you love it. Tell me you want me to fuck you like this,” Alex demanded, his voice a dark growl.

Silvia whimpered against the snorkel, her body convulsing as she was overcome with a mix of pain and pleasure.

She could feel the burn of the piss, the sting of the chili lube, and the relentless thrusts of Alex's cock. She was torn between the desire to push him away and the urge to surrender to the sensations that were consuming her.

"Say it, Silvia," Alex growled, his voice thick with desire and command. "Tell me you love it. Tell me you want me to fuck you like this."

She tried to scream, to push him away, but the snorkel muffled her cries, and the ropes held her fast. Her hips bucked against him, her body responding despite her struggle.

She couldn't fight it anymore, couldn't fight the pleasure that was consuming her. She wanted it. God help her, she wanted him to fuck her like this. "Yes," she gasped against the snorkel, her body writhing against the ropes. "Yes, fuck me. Fuck me like this."

Alex's growl vibrated through the water, his cock throbbing inside her. "That's my good girl," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You want this, don't you? You want my cock to fill your tight little cunt.

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