My face, breasts, arms, legs and back all covered in piss. They filled my mouth and I swallowed every drop. They soaked my hair. Their urine washed aw...y the cum that had covered my skin. As they finished, each put his cock to my lips and I cleaned them off, drinking any last drops that remained.As they were leaving, Master talked to Gary “Keep her here for one more hour. Then take her back to the room. See that she cleans up and then lay her down for a nap. Stay with her until I arrive.” Gary. Mark gets her a drink of water and the men wait to see if they are in trouble for what just happened.They sit and talk while Meg strokes herself and she tells them about her husband not even having enough cum to make a mess. They laugh as she says, "My husband cums in a teaspoon while you guys cum in buckets."Megan sobers up quickly and the guys make sure not to let her go until she can drive safely. She thanks them as she leaves but knows that they would have killed for the chance at what just. Only then did I see them –and I almost laughed out loud. A glory hole on either side of the cubicle I was in. Well, why not, I thought. Toilet sex was glory hole sex, at least according to all the porn I had read and watched. And sure enough, a glance to my left through the hole showed the urinal user finishing up his business and shaking off his tool. He was a tall white man who looked like he had come straight from the construction site – muscled but not gym pumped. Short blond hair with a. "Shall I continue, or shall I keepgoing?"I watched, panicked, as Kathryn began to pull something else out of thebag. Something white and lacy.Finally, I made up my mind. "Yes!" I said, quickly."Too late!" she said, with an evil grin. She pulled out a lacy tea apronand placed it on top of the maid's uniform. "Now, what did I hear yousay?" Yes," I said, hastily. "Yes, please, yes..." Yes, what?"I gulped. "Yes, I'll clean your apartment every Thursday." Very good. And what else?" No... please... I.