2 comments/ 20583 views/ 0 favorites My Sunday Obedience By: naughty_jude Master cannot always be with me and although it saddens me, he usually sets me small tasks to complete in his absence. He asks that I then tell him in detail how I obeyed his order. This weekend, when we were apart his command was that I was allowed to orgasm once, but only as I drank my own urine. I adore being Master’s toilet, and I wanted him to know that even when He is away, He is always on my mind. Let me explain what happened and show You how I responded to my command. When I got home this morning Master I was feeling very slutty and incredibly submissive. It was one of those days when my body craves humiliation and pain. When I long to be sworn at, spat on, degraded in as many ways possible. I would be begging for more…… begging for You never to stop Master. I thought about what You said, that while I masturbate I should drink some of my piss. I’m not sure if this encouraged my mood Master, or instigated it. I held off going to the toilet, I wanted as much liquid as possible. I drank some juice and water, until in the end I was in beginning to be in pain, barely able to stand up straight as the pressure was so great. These feelings alone were exciting me Master, as You know they do. I had a pouring jug ready in the bathroom and when the time was right I stripped naked and went in, leaving the door open. I had already lit some candles and the atmosphere was lovely for what I had in mind Master. I stepped into the bath and squatted over the jug, this act alone made me feel very nasty. Slowly I began to pee into the glass jug, until the stream became stronger and there was a sigh of relief from me as I emptied myself, the pain slowly subsiding. The yellow liquid looked pretty in the glass and I tipped it very gently to my lips. Master You know that I have rarely and reluctantly tasted my own piss in the past, and as I sipped a shudder did pass through me. It was still warm obviously and the slightly salty taste wasn’t too bad. What I really wanted to do was drink from You Master, and to masturbate as I did. My body was excited at the thought and as I knelt in the cool enamel of the tub my hand slide between my legs and I began to touch myself, circling my clit as my other hand toyed with my nipples. They were hard and erect, sensitive and responding to the feel of my palm rubbing them quite firmly. Closing my eyes I wanted it to be You mauling them, gripping them firmly and pulling and twisting the tight areola. I had thought of many ways to cum for You this afternoon, but I wanted it to be with You, as well as for You Master. I had a small bottle ready, one with a spout that is found on sports drinks. I poured the still warm liquid into the bottle and fixed the lid on firmly. Testing the theory I pointed the spout at my breast and squeezed the bottle gently, and just as I had hoped a stream of piss shot out onto my tit. This is what I craved. I wanted to be Your piss slut, Your toilet Master. I wanted to imagine You standing over me and relieving Yourself on me. Feeling the pressure of Your piss against my skin as I masturbated for You. Having Your permission to cum as You covered me, marking me with Your scent as Your possession. On my knees I spread my thighs as I began to masturbated, eyes closed and thinking of You standing over me Master, encouraging me to be the whore You know I am for You. As I did I sprayed a little piss onto my face, the stream splashing on my cheeks and a stream spraying into my mouth. Swallowing I felt the drops sliding down and watched as they trickled over my chest and hugged my body down onto my stomach. Catching some in my fingers I used to it moisten my already wet cunt as I continued to wank for You Master. It felt so good and so nasty. I wanted to be dirty for You today Master, I needed it. The thoughts running through my head excited me even more and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came. Before I felt those intense spasms course through me as I came hard for my Master, I imagined being knelt at Your feet as You stood over me, Your slit opening as the next stream of hot piss covered Your slut. I held the bottle up and angled it above me and as my fingers worked furiously against my clit I began to receive Your piss. A constant flow that toyed against my tits and then moved up to my face. I wanted it in my hair, over my lips and dripping from my skin. Splashing across my lips I extended my tongue and tasted You. My Master’s piss on his filthy toilet-sluts face. My orgasm came quickly as I knew it would. Knelt in a small gathering pool of urine I came for You Master. Head thrown back and eyes tightly shut as I felt Your piss trickle over me as I came for You. Filling my mouth until I swallowed before it spilt. Oh Master I wanted You to be there so much I could feel You as You leant over and splashed the last few drops into my mouth. Panting for breath I looked down at myself and smiled. God I felt so filthy but contented at the same time. Sitting there with piss dripping from my hair I realised I was smiling. Not just because of the orgasm, but just thinking about how easy it is to do these things for You. I sat there until I became quite chilled and my body was covered in goose bumps. Standing up I ran a warm shower and began sadly to wash away the traces of urine from my skin. Thinking about making myself clean and fresh for You. Thank You for allowing me to masturbate for You this afternoon Master. I hope that what You have read may have pleased You a little. Forever your slut jude If you wish to see how I obeyed more of Master's commands please let me know. With His permission I will share my acts of submission with you. My Sunday Obedience Ch. 02 My Master cannot always be with me, but, if he is pleased with me, He leaves me instructions of how to masturbate for Him. He then requests I email Him details of my behaviour. If I have succeeded in obeying, I will be rewarded on His return. Dear Master, I had a change in the pattern of my day, which allowed me to come home early and masturbate for You in the way You required. I chose the two toys, as we discussed earlier. One, the very conventional, almost old-fashioned dildo. It has a semi pointed end and is quite slim. My thumb and finger over lap slightly when I hold it. It is smooth but made of rigid plastic. The other, more realistic in both size and texture. My thumb and finger do not quite meet, and although very firm is it made of softer rubber. I laid these toys on our bed while I prepared myself. I thought of how I would prepare the body I tend, for Your arrival. I ran a warm scented bath and bathed very carefully. I washed my hair and ensured my body was hair free. I dried and moisturized my skin so that it would smell pleasing and be soft and supply to Your touch. I dried my hair, leaving it down as I know You like it. I could see the toys on the bed as I sat at my dressing table and dried my hair. By this time my body was getting excited, many thoughts and scenarios running through my head, all centring on what would please You most. I stroked my breasts, cupping and twisting the nipples a little as I pictured You, seated in a chair watching me. I thought of Your voice as You made it clear what a horny little slut Your servant was. Listening to You telling me how well You knew me, that the anticipation of obeying You was exciting me. Hearing my own voice answer You, telling You that, “Yes Master Your cunt was getting wet, Yes Master Your slut’s nipples were hard and sensitive on this body I cultivate for Your pleasure” I crawled up the bed, just as I would crawl across the floor to You, Master. I opened my legs so that my calves were almost parallel to my thighs, slightly wider. I could feel the wetness gathering between my pussy lips, the slow anticipation delicious. My face and shoulders were very low, slightly down on my right side so I could extend an arm under my body and I began to stroke the length of my cunt lips, teasing, slowly……just as You instructed yesterday. I could feel my juices on my middle finger as I slide it deeper inside and I began to circle my clit. Breathing deeply, eyes closed I thought about doing this as You watched from behind me Master. Knowing that part of me would find it quite humiliating, but also knowing that I would be excited at the prospect of showing You what a little slut I am when in Your company Master. It would have been easy for me to cum then, I had been thinking about this since we were together last night and had been feeling very horny and excited all day. However that was not what You wanted, and therefore not what I wanted either Master. I took the slimmer toy and pressed it to my pussy lips, wanted to use my juices to lubricate it. This toy fits comfortably inside of me and I slide it into my wet hole, loving the feel of it. My body posture making it fit tighter and therefore pushing against the sensitive nerve endings that swell on the inside of my cunt. I curved my back, raising my ass, thinking of you watching me Master, silently assessing Your slut. I then leaned further under myself and removed the dildo from my wet hole and pushed it against my ass hole Master. I do not find anal easy as You know and it took a while for me to relax enough to push the toy firmly inside me. Despite the juices on the shaft it still felt dry and harsh inside me. My inner muscles closing tight around it, making it hard to move at first, trying instinctively to expel it from my body. I could hear myself making small moaning noises as I used it inside me……..thrusting in as far as I could take, and then pulling almost all the way out. Eventually my muscles relaxed and accepted more and more. I pressed deeper each time until the length was in as deep as I could take, barely an inch seemed to be left outside Master. By now my cheeks were flushed, my face buried into the bed covers, a fine film of sweat gathering on my breasts and forehead. I thought of the view You would have of Your slaves upturned buttocks Master, spread and separated by the deeply inserted dildo. I could hear Your voice, warning me to take it as deep as I could, to push it further and not disappoint You. Ensuring the toy stayed firmly in place I took the other and stroked it between my pussy lips. I was still wet, but my juices were not running as freely as before. We have only tried double penetration a few times before and I find it uncomfortable but thrilling none the less. I began to slide the toy into my cunt, feeling it pressurise the toy lodged in my ass hole. The angle of my body seeming to give each toy less room inside me. Just a thin membrane separating them from each other. Holding the butt toy in place I began to masturbate with the other, at first hardly able to push more than an inch inside me, having to work hard, brushing my clit with my thumb as I pushed against the dildo to get me a little more wet. At times I would angle it slightly wrong and would be rewarded with a shape pain as they buffeted against each other. Master I so wanted You to be there to watch, to see me masturbating as You instructed. As the vaginal toy pushed in, it thrust against the anal plug. Bent almost double I had to push it back in to keep both buried inside me. The double thrusting action was not easy Master and did not bring much pleasure to begin with. My pleasure came from thinking of You watching me, feelings of humiliation mixing with the desperate need to please You. Gaining my pleasure from the hope that You would be enjoying what You saw. My orgasm was slow to happen Master, it is always that way with anal play when I cannot stimulate my clitoris as much as I like to. My nipples were very hard and I could feel them rubbing against the sheets as I rocked myself onto the two shafts buried deeply inside me. I eventually began to feel myself building towards my orgasm, the toys moving freely now as my body accepted them more willingly. The stimulation exciting me, as did my thoughts of my Master watching, assessing my behaviour, and hopefully pleased by what he saw I began to beg, speaking out loud and pleading for Your permission to come. Telling You how much Your whore needed to cum for You. I thought of being able to catch a glimpse of Your face as I did, watching perhaps a wry smile crossing Your lips as You enjoy making me wait. Telling me that the toys needed to be deeper, or thrust harder before I would be allowed to cum. I imagined You counting down from ten, expecting a deep penetrating thrust on each of Your counts, and if You got to zero I would be allowed to orgasm for You. My body was so excited Master. You could hear the wet sounds of the toys as they moved in and out of my body. Pushing the butt toy so deep I could barely hold it, each thrust making me cry out as it probed as deep as I could. Counting down in my head I could barely hold myself together. The need to cum was desperate within me now. Thinking of Your voice, stern and commanding, counting down slowly, seeing if I would be weak and cum before You reached zero. The edge of my hand pumping against my clit as I thrust the toy inside me, stimulating it, pushing me towards my orgasm. As I began to cum I thought of You, behind me now, pushing each toy deep into me and holding it firmly there as I came for You. The driving pain mixed with intense pleasure of my orgasm was amazing. I was literally crying out as each spasm shot through me, Master it was so powerful I could hardly breathe. My internal muscles contracting over and over, clenching each cock buried inside me, I never wanted it to end. Thinking of You the entire time just made it more explosive. Thoughts of You in Your tuxedo, standing behind me, watching intently, it made my body respond so strongly Master Eventually as the intensity subsided I lay still on the bed, both toys buried onscenely inside me as I panted for breathe. I pictured You, thinking what I would do now if it had been Your cock inside me. I slowly removed the toy in my ass, feeling the muscles cling to it, and then my tight hole gap as I freed it. I then did the same to the shaft inside my pussy. The wet popping noise as I removed it seemed so loud. Sitting up on my knees I then sucked both toys, tasting myself on each one, eyes closed thinking how grateful I would be if I could be doing this to my Master after he had fucked His slut. I hope that You were pleased by my efforts for you Master. Your loving whore, jude