And the last time this month he had something even more degrading for me to do. He took me into the bathroom of the bar and tied me on my knees in fro...t of a broken urinal. After tying me to where I could not move a muscle Don then advised me that the next 5 hours I would serve as a urinal for his customers. When I finally got home that evening I had to report to Mistress that 11 different men had used me as a urinal and that 7 of those men used me for a blowjob as well. Mistress' response was. The slaver’s voice quickly fading from her consciousness as she hears only the beating of her heart and the desperate cries within to be loved and cherished as only a true slave can be to one that brings her forever to trembling knees. As the music swells in the crowds of those that surround the block, her trained dancer’s form begins to move even as one lone tear slips unnoticed down a flushed cheek. Slightly parted lips shield its path as the salty drop disappears into the moist dark cavern. Oh, fuck, I thought. I shouldn't be holding this, reading this. My dick was already stiff and in my hand. I was stroking the vein that was pulsating just a little, thinking of driving it right into her pussy like she wanted. My hands must've wandered over to that straining zipper and belt, and pulled it out. This was so bad, so wrong....I scream his name as I reach my climax, soaking him with my warm juices. He moans in pleasure as my pussy contracts around his hard pumping cock, our bodies. ” That sounded great to me, so I climbed aboard and rode him, slowly at first and then building up to about Mach 3 speed, bouncing up and down all that wonderfully thick hard shaft. He had been right on the brink for quite a while, and he moaned that he really needed to come. That was all I needed to hear. Trembling, my pussy squeezed his cock tight and began to pour girl-come all the way down his deeply-buried shaft and out onto his balls. Feeling me come, Dave finally let himself explode deep.