DynamicSlave

Male Dominant, 39, Sterling, Virginia

Switch Couple, 63, Mt. Vernon, Ohio

Male Submissive, 27, Nova Scotia

Here's a little bit of a story I've written inspired by someone from this site. I hope you enjoy it, and if you do, please let me know, and feel free to request something: I arrive at his house to pick him up for drinks just a little bit early. He, and I use the term loosely, is a dirty little slut who seems to revel in the absolute depths of whatever kink I feel like using him for. He's intelligent, and strong-willed normally, but he seems to buckle for me and become my dirty little bitch. There's nothing funnier that putting him in the most degrading and humiliating position and then laughing at his arousal. But tonight I have something special planned. I knock at the door, and he answers it. He's clearly cleaned himself up for me, his long hair is particularly full and flowing, and he's shaved extra close. He's all dressed up and ready to go out, but I have some bad news for him. "Get those jeans off, bitch," I demand. He looks confused for a second, but complies. "Just what I thought, boxers. Take them off." He slips out of his underwear. No bitch of mine wears manly underwear like that. Clearly, he needs an attitude adjustment. "Give them to me," I command. He does, and I tun to my purse, remove a small pair of scissors and begin to cut them up. "Now throw these in the trash and come back." He complies, and while he's coming back I remove his new undies from my purse. They are a tiny pair of girly panties. They have a red lacy band that holds them up, and a modest thong covering that is striped with pink and white. You notice that simultaneously his shoulders slump a little and his cock stiffens. "Now put these on, and get dressed again." He complies, and his rock hard cock stands right up and juts out of the top of the panties. He looks ridiculous. He then slides his jeans over his girly undies, puts on his shoes and is ready to go. We climb into my car, and I drive to a local pub. It's well lit, and bustling with people. There are no tables anywhere, so we sit at one end of the bar and order a couple of beers. The bartender plunks them down in front of us, light and yellow, with just a sliver of a head on them. And we begin to consume our drinks. I can see my slave shift on his barstool, adjusting his panties through his jeans. I giggle a little to myself. We talk about all manner of subjects, and he listens intently to his Mistress. And finally we finish our beers. "Order one more beer. I am going to the restroom." He looks at me confused, but he knows better than to ask why. I go into the ladies' room and take my beer glass with me. Nobody notices me going in with it. So I find a stall, close the door, slip my panties off, and hike up my skirt. I then straddle the toilet bowl, and hold the glass under me. I began to piss directly into the glass, and gradually it begins to re-fill with a light an yellow liquid and a slightly foamy head. I smile evilly as I top it off and begin to imagine my slave drinking this in full view of the entire bar. I wash my hands and head out of the bathroom with my slave's 'beer' in hand. I put it down on the bar, and look at my slave. "I've brought back something for you to drink, and you will finish it."

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