Middle-aged banker Goro had been stupid enough to talk back to his mistress after being slapped extra hard on the face. Now he was to be melded into an evil piss bong a contraption of plastic and pure power. The evil mistresses immobilized Goro with the foulest insults to his manhood, before ordering him to open his pathetic mouth to receive the end of the piss bong. The hard pipe went into his mouth, and he could only use his tongue to keep it from tickling his tonsils. The mistresses poured almost a liter of colored pee into the large receptacle on top of the contraction. The thick pee sloshed lazily as it was being poured, before gurgling insidiously down the pipes. The pee smelled like rotting fish and raw salt, and made the room musty and puke-worthy. The shock of the taste made Goro gag, but they kept pouring the foul-smelling golden elixir into the piss bong, and its natural, fermenting warmth immediately flowed down Goros captive throat, filling his unsuspecting stomach that immediately retched from the rotting pee.
