Emiri looked haughtily at the nameless slave, who was bound to the floor. He looked at her blankly and waited for her to give her hourly gift of golden rush. Emiri wanted the slave to beg for it with his eyes. His eyes were voracious for pee, the salty warmth soothed his throat and made him whole. All he wanted to was to drink Emiris glorious piss all day, until his belly ached from all the pee. The Mistress lowered her pussy lips near his mouth and she felt his warm breath with anticipation. Slowly, she began releasing the salty piss into the slaves mouth. She could even hear the gurgling of her pee in his mouth as it filled to capacity. And then she gave him even more, so he would swallow fast.
