WEEKEND END/ROUGH SESSION (real)

Lost as I was in my world, everything happening around me blurred with each lash, my body writhed under his fury and yet he didn't seem to stop because of it.

He did so after a while of watching me suffer, my pleas had no effect, they almost seemed to give him more impetus and strength in his hand. Everything fell silent again, my MASTER ran his hand over my chest, pinching my nipples with his fingers and twisting them, he said "very good, dog, I like it that way" and then proceeded to untie me.

"Now you will take all your gear out of the car and bring it into the house, then you will undress completely except for your collar, wrist and ankle cuffs."

I thanked him for his attention and following his orders, I brought my gear into the house. When you're done, come back here immediately, dog, I need to pee.

My anxiety upon hearing those orders made me undress in seconds.

I quickly returned on all fours, almost crawling to my Sir's feet.

He was at the entrance with his zipper down, his hand inside waiting to take out his semi-erect cock and release his precious pee on me.

It's indescribable to feel my MASTER's pee on my skin, in my mouth, entering every part of me. Marking me everywhere, it always gives me the impression that it's liters and liters pouring out of him, leaving his servant soaked and happy.

"Open your fucking shitty pig asshole, I want to pee inside." I raised my ass, spread my buttocks, and exposed my hole, feeling his cock approaching it, moistening it. He made way and entered me, filling me with his precious liquor, marking my ass once again. Making me only his once again. Come here, dry my cock, but only dry the tip without sucking.

I know that these precise orders, although difficult to carry out, must be obeyed just as they are, a simple intention to suck could cost me dearly. Good dog, "now", put my cock in my jockstrap.

With extreme care and so close to my mouth, barely able to touch it, I put it in his jockstrap, carefully zipping it up, another moment of danger for my health, pinching it with it would be my downfall. Good dog, very good. He caressed my head in approval.

"Now, lick my pee as much as you can and then go into the house. Let's start having fun, especially me, Hahaha," he said mockingly (it seemed to me that he had been having fun for a while now).

I licked every part of my body with my tongue as much as possible. I felt a towel fall on my head. "Dry yourself."

I obeyed, then I entered on all fours to the first step of the house, and stopped there.

I saw him sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, looking at me, seeing me kneeling submissively waiting for a signal from him, an order that would make me start moving.

It took him a few minutes. He likes to see me anxious, waiting to fulfill his desires. "Come here, dog, to my feet, make m...