I couldn't see if he had a hard-on because he was kneeling on the floor, but by his heavy breathing and deep animalistic growls, I knew it wouldn't be long before he fucked me again. My bladder was full, and I felt like I was going to burst at the seams with all that pressure on my sex.
"Atlas, please,I have to pee. I can't hold it in any longer. I'm going to have an accident if you don't let me up this instant!" I heard a muffled mumble from between my legs.
"That's ok, Pet. Let it go. Relax your bladder and release it. It won't be hard to clean up. The floor is tile."
My eyes flew wide open.
What the fuck did he just tell me to do?
My face was hot with shame.
There was no way I was pissing in this man's mouth.
No. Fucking. Way!
"Atlas…Please, let me up! I can't do this."
He held my legs in a steel grip. I couldn't move. I tried bucking him off me, but that was a joke.
He gripped my thighs tighter. It didn't matter how much I begged him; I would lose this battle.
He pausedto look at me.
"Stop it, pet, or I will punish you. Let go. Don't worry about it. I am not asking you to drink my piss. I don't care if you have to pee; I am not letting you off the table, so you might as well do as I say."
He buried his head between my legs again, lapping and licking the little knot without mercy.
I held my hand over my face, wanting to disappear in thin air. This was the most humiliated I felt with him, and he couldn't have cared less. I could not hold it in any longer. I felt small trickles of urine escape. I was mortified. He finally lost patience and pushed on my stomach with one hand.
Fucking asshole!
I tried to hold it in, but the dirty bastard started sucking on my clit so hard it finally came gushing out.
I cried out in embarrassment as he lapped at the stream. I was horrified. He kept the steady pressure on my piss and cum-soaked clit.
The man was a fucking pig! I tried not to feel the sensations circling the knot between my legs, but it was no use. He was going to wring another orgasm from me, and I was so fucking turned on by now that I didn't care about the water sports. I closed my eyes and let him finish.
If he didn't care about a mouth full of piss, then why should I? I started grinding down on his face, reveling in how good it felt. Goosebumps covered my body as his tongue steadily licked and sucked my swollen sex, making me pant breathlessly.
I could feel the orgasm coiling deep within my pelvic region. My gasps became little pants of breath as he brought me to climax again.
Each orgasm was always more intense than the previous one. My body shook and convulsed violently as he brought me over the edge for the second time within fifteen minutes. I didn't care about the whip, the piss, or the cum he licked from my ass. None of that matters anymore.
My head rolled to the side as the last of my orgasm left my body. I felt spent and had no energy left. Atlas pulled away from my open thighs, standing between them while looking down at me. His face was soaked with a mixture of my juices, piss, and his cum. The man was shameless. Of course, my humiliation was forgotten.
He had a way of making that happen. I took in his hulking frame. He was a fucking monster of a man. This gorgeous creature was playing me like a fiddle, and he was slowly chipping away at my resistance. I was almost to the point of forgetting that I was his captive.
The girl kidnapped almost a month ago was nearly gone. This wanton, kinky sex toy was taking her place. Didn't he tell me he would have me eating out of his hand and craving his touch? The fucking asshole was right. He was coming out ahead, and he knew it.
I could see it by the contented smile on his face and the raging hard-on he was currently sporting. I wasn't sure what he was going to do about it. Even though I felt like a limp rag doll, for some reason, I had an overwhelming need to please him. A slight smile quirked on my lip.
"Are you going to bury that dick inside me again, Atlas?"
He looked at me,concerned.
" I don't know, hon. Are you up for another pounding? It seems like you are a little weak right now."
A faint smile spread across his lips, making him look so sweet, instead of the monster I knew he could be. My last orgasm still coated his mouth. I shimmied my whole bottom to the end of the table, allowing him access to whichever opening he needed.
