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The Devil's Pact Slave Chronicles Chapter 5: Via, Freedom

Date: 11/26/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Domination/submission, Female/Female, Lesbian, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

my lips tighter into her pussy. “I hear you like to drink piss,” Kristina purred. “I hope that's true.” I felt her body tense momentarily, then she relaxed and a stream of piss splashed into my lips. I clamped onto her urethra and swallowed the disgusting, acrid drink as fast as I could. It was so degrading—my pussy ached to be touched. I drank and drank, savoring every last drop as my fingers rapidly jilled my pussy. I was being used as her toilet. I was an object to satisfy her perverse desire. I submitted to her, let her used me, and enjoyed being humiliated. I was a freak. A piss drinking freak. “You dirty slut!” Kristina moaned. “Oh my God, I've always wanted to piss in a woman's mouth!” Unfortunately, the stream petered out, and I sent my tongue questing for any errant drops that may have clung to her lips. I sucked every fold of her flower into my lips, then wiggled my tongue deep inside her. The acrid taste gave way to her tangy flavor and Kristina sighed and panted as her hips began to writhe. “Eat my pussy!” she purred. “You dirty, piss drinking whore! I love it! Oh, fuck! I'm going to cum! Oh, my god! Oh, fucking yes!” A new flood poured into my lips as she came. I held onto her for dear life as her hips rose off the couch as her entire body spasmed in pleasure. I drank her girl-cum down as eagerly as her piss while she screamed my name over and over until she collapsed. “Holy shit, you are one wild slut!” Kristina smiled as her eyes fluttered open. “I am,” I ... admitted. I knew what I had to do. Antsy had a hopeful look on her face when she opened the door and saw me. “I...hello,” she stammered, suddenly shy and nervous. “Um...why don't you come in?” “I've made my decision,” I told her. “I don't want to be your slave.” She looked so crest fallen, my words letting the air out of her and she deflated like a tire crushed beneath the weight of her hopes. Tears brimmed in her hazel eyes. “I...I understand. We can go see my brother and he can free you.” “Antsy,” I said and suddenly I was nervous and almost tongue-tied. “Would you like to go out to dinner with me?” “What?” she blinked in stunned surprise. I don't know if she could look more dazed then if I had snuck behind her and hit her in the head. “I know this great Japanese steakhouse,” I continued before I lost my nerves. “Are you asking me on a date?” I could see the hope blossoming in her eyes. “Yeah,” I smiled. “I don't want to be your slave, but I could be your girlfriend.” She gave me my freedom, but all I wanted was to be with her. Together. Equals. I don't know where our relationship would go. Maybe we'd only last the week, maybe we'd spend the rest of our lives together. I didn't know. I just wanted to find out how it would all play out. A smile crept across her face. “Sure. I think I'd like that.” She hesitated, clearly wanting to ask me a question. “Yes, I'll still drink your piss,” I answered. “I kinda developed a taste for it.” A flush crept slowly across her cheeks. ...