Then I entered my finger in her vagina without warning and she stopped sucking my tongue and hugged me very hard. I could feel her deep and warm breat... falling on my ear.She was saying in my ear, “Don’t stop..”I continued to finger her and she held me tightly. In a few minutes, she started breathing hard and achieved her orgasm. She was exhausted and was saying softly in my ears, “Love me more.. Love me more”.Then I removed her t-shirt, lifted her and took her to the bed. I took off her pantie. So your urine is sacred and purifying for me”. She blushed with shyness and then turned around.Since I made her my slave, I had instructed her to follow this ritual every time she bathes me. She has to turn around and bend forward like a cow. Her legs will be spread wide by about 3 feet. Then I would keep my mouth on her pussy from behind and drink her urine as sacred mata mutra and allow the rest to fall on my face and body.For this, I forced her to drink 2 liters of water at breakfast. His hard on did nothing to dissuade me from that opinion. I know that I couldn't have done what he just did. That tells me something about him.We cycled through the bathroom after that. Although it was still early I was worn out. I ordered Glenn to sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed. At least in the beginning of our strange relationship I want him to be uncomfortable. I want to break him down just a little. I don't want to make a robot out of him. I don't want to destroy him. But I don't. Once during summer he had accidentally seen her change into her bikini while he cleaned out the gutters. Although, she said it wasn’t on purpose he thinks she did it on purpose since she went into the room where she knew he was cleaning. He was amazed by how gorgeous her body was, she was 5′ 7′ with long light auburn hair and had the hour glass figure body along with what seemed like 36 Ds and a butt that looked a cherry. He dreamt of her for years after that one glimpse and seeing her today.