Chapter 1: Introduction
I awoke to the smell and taste of Mistress Lynn feeding me her smoke from the joint she just lit. She gave me a shotgun hit and I was well on my way to getting high as she urged me to smoke it and get ready.
I'd never been quite as nervous as I was now. I knew what was coming next, and the taste of her piss still made my stomach churn, thinking about it made me shiver.
"You're going to drink it just like you agreed to do, Jamie," she said with a voice thick with the effects of the joint. "And you're going to like it, or at least I will."
My mind raced back to memories of her forcing me to swallow her "regular" pee after being dominated in her bed, spinning out of control as I fought the nausea that threatened to choke me. She puffed on her Virginia Slim and blew the smoke softly in my face as she said, "Keep smoking Jamie. I want to see you Hit it harder this time. Take a big, deep hit for me to show me you want me." She held the joint to my lips and blew smoke in my face again. I felt helpless, unable to resist, as I inhaled deeply on command, taking a big hit and stopping. Mistress Lynn moved the joint back and said, "More. You can do better than that. MORE!" she demanded, and I followed her order, inhaling deeply once again. As I held in the smoke, I began to feel my muscles relaxing in spite of myself. I sank deeper into the sheets and my worries started to melt away. My inhibitions were lowered and all the tension left my body.
"That's it," Mistress Lynn said, smiling as she watched me. "You look so sexy getting high like that, Jamie. Your eyes are already looking glassy and fucked up and I can tell you're starting to get a little more pliable," she said, exhaling her smoke on each syllable. "Let give you another big puff Jamie, hit it again." She held the joint to my lips again, and I inhaled deeply, taking another huge hit.
She pulled the joint away from me this time and blew another puff of smoke in my face. "Now exhale," she said, and I did.
The room was foggy with smoke that clung to the air. The scent of the marijuana filled my nostrils. I coughed a bit, but it wasn't unbearable.
"Get ready Jamie" Mistress Lynn purred as she moved the joint back towards me.
"Now that you're stoned and sluggish, it's time for you to partake in my morning blend," she said, grinning wickedly.
I hesitated, my mind racing as thoughts of her warm, liquid waste filled my mind. "C'mon Jamie, It's gonna turn me on so much watching you try to handle it," she coaxed, taking a long drag off her cigarette and blowing smoke in my face. "And if you can't, well... I have ways of making sure you finished everything I give you," she warned.
"It's time for a sample to get you going," she said as she squatted down, inches from my lips and told me to, "Open that mouth wide!" as she puffed her cigarette and said, "I've got to go so bad, I hope I can stop." I was stoned and obeyed, opening wide as she exhaled her thick smoke and piss right into my mouth. The taste and smell hit me immediately, a flood of ammonia and smoke that gagged me. I struggled trying not to swallow, choking as she continued to fill my mouth with her golden juice. I could feel it trickle down my throat, the bitter taste making me want to throw up and I tried hard not to swallow and spit a lot of it out. "Oh, that's a No No, don't spit it out without gargling it. You need to swallow some for that, open and swallow..." Mistress Lynn demanded. Her voice was commanding and I could feel the weight of her body on top of me as she now covered my mouth to make me swallow her morning blend, trying hard to induce me to gag by not letting me spit it out. I was still recovering from the initial shock of her piss filling my mouth, and she was already urging me to swallow it all down as I gagged on it the first time. "That's it Jamie, swallow again and gag for me." Mistress Lynn demanded as she held her piss in my mouth. She had her hand clamped over my nose to force me to open my mouth to breathe, and she pinched my nose making me swallow more, not allowing me to spit any of it out. I gagged, gasping for breath as she held her piss in my mouth. My eyes watered and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me as she urged me to swallow again.
"You can take it Jamie, you're such a good little slave," she said, smiling wickedly.
I swallowed again, the bitter taste of her piss overwhelming my senses. Mistress Lynn released her hold on my nose, and I gasped for breath, trying not to choke on the remaining liquid in my mouth. I swallowed the rest of it down, even though I could feel it threatening to come back up.
"Mmm," she moaned, "Good boy Jamie, just like I knew you could be.
"Now the hard part, I'm gonna empty the rest of my bladder into you as fast as I can. I'm gonna sit on your face and feed you all of it."
She pumped her cigarette as she held me down. The blast hit the back of my throat and startled me and I gagged as she began urinating harder now, pushing liquid forcefully down my throat.
I was choking trying not to throw up, as she urged me to swallow more. I was not ready for this, but there was no stopping her, as she started to lose control, her bladder releasing its contents freely into my mouth. I gagged, my body convulsed as she said, "You need to take every last drop from me Jamie or I'll just keep going. Drink it down. Swallow all my golden goodness."
I tried to swallow as fast as I could.
Mistress Lynn's piss sloshed around in my mouth, burning my throat, nearly impossible to drink. I struggled, gagging and choking, but she didn't care. She only grew louder and more impatient, demanding that I drink more, moaning with pleasure as she sat on my face and shoved her pee further down into my throat. I swore loudly, using every imaginable obscenity under my breath, my body convulsing as I fought to resist.
But my struggle was pointless.
Mistress Lynn was too strong, her body pinning me down as she forced more and more piss down my throat. She was relentless, determined to make me drink every last drop.
"That's it, baby. Swallow it all down," she moaned, her voice thick with pleasure. "Fuck, you look so hot with my piss all over your face."
I knew she was right. I was helpless, completely at her mercy as she sat on my face and peed all over me. The smell alone was enough to make me gag and dry-heave, but she was determined to make me drink every last drop. And as she forced more and more piss down my throat, I started to feel a strange, terrifying mixture of shock and arousal.
The taste of her piss filled my mouth and I could feel it sliding down my throat, making me retch with every swallow. But the more she moaned and insisted that I swallowed the more turned on I became.
I could feel myself getting hard, my cock straining against my boxers. The smell of her piss mixed with the thick scent of marijuana and cigarette smoke in the air and the excitement of being dominated and humiliated made my head spin. I was like a puppet being controlled by Mistress Lynn. I hated every single moment of this, but at the same time, I couldn't deny that it was turning me on.
I swallowed one last time and felt her hold on me release. She stood up, laughing and wiping her pussy with a tissue.