Lady Tassia's studio had always been known for pushing the boundaries of what was considered taboo or erotic. Her latest creation was no exception. She introduced a new element to her piss sessions - forcing her client to drink through a funnel.
Tassia began by preparing everything meticulously. She filled the funnel with cold water to cleanse it before placing it in front of her client. As he sat on the chair, blindfolded and restrained, he had no idea what was in store for him.
"Here we go, my dear," Tassia whispered in his ear, her hot breath tingling against his sensitive skin. She pressed the funnel against his lips, coaxing them open with a gentle touch. She placed the tip of the funnel just inside his lips and began pouring her fresh morning urine into it. The cold liquid trickled down his throat, making him gag and squirm in discomfort.
"Drink up, my darling," Tassia purred as she continued pouring, watching with delight as he choked on the foul-tasting liquid. "I know it's disgusting, but you'll have to get used to it if you want to be my toilet slave."
Despite his protests and struggles against the blindfold and restraints, he couldn't stop Tassia from pouring more and more of her urine into the funnel. She took pleasure in seeing him writhe in revulsion as he was forced to swallow her golden nectar.
As the session progressed, Tassia could see the look of sheer desperation on her client's face. He was helpless against her control, his body betraying him as he drank more and more of her pee. She increased the speed at which she poured, laughing maniacally as he began to drown in the filth she was forcing down his throat.
Their session lasted for over an hour, during which time Tassia had managed to fill several glasses with her urine. By the end of it, the client was a sobbing mess, his stomach churning with the disgusting taste of urine. As she took the funnel away, he retched and coughed, trying to rid himself of the vile liquid.
Tassia, however, was far from finished with him. "Now," she said, her voice cold and commanding, "you'll have to show me how much you've learned to like my piss. Get on your knees and thank me for making you my slave."
The client obeyed, trembling as he thanked Tassia for the "honor" of being her toilet slave. He knew that this was just the beginning of his ordeal, but he also knew that he was powerless to resist her. As she walked away, leaving him kneeling in a puddle of his own vomit, he couldn't help but wonder what other depraved acts she had in store for him.
