After another 15 or 20 minutes of watching TV he used his arm that was underneath me to lift me up so i was sitting down, he took my shirt and bra off and got up, taking them with him without a word into another room. He came and got back into the bed. Having me lay on my back and he laid on his side next to me. He started running his hands across my entire body, flicking my nipples, and basically just doing whatever he wanted to my body while I showed no resistance.
He started using his mouth too, circling his tongue around my nipples, giving me hickeys all around my breasts. I tell everyone i meet up from Tinder to just not leave hickeys, after all I met up with a lot of guys. Didn't want them knowing how slutty I truly was. I had told him no hickeys as well but he didn't seem to care. I was into him too much to stop him so I just let it happen and enjoyed all the feelings that came with it.
"Stand up" he said, as he followed his own command. I quickly stood up next to him. My legs slightly wobbled because of how turned on I was but I regained my balance quickly. He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the room and through his house. Still topless I paused a little when he walked through a room with a big open window, he just pulled my arm farther and forced me to follow him into the bathroom.
"Take off the rest of your clothes" he demanded I hesitated for a second, not used to being naked in front of strangers, usually because I only blew guys I only took my top off. "Now" he said in an aggressive voice that was almost threatening. The tone was enough to make me go back to being perfectly obedient, and I did what I was told. He held his hand out and told me to give him the clothes as I took them off. I obliged.
"I'm going to go put these with the others. Get on your hands and knees in the bathtub and stay like that until I come back." and he walked out of the bathroom with my remaining clothes still in his hand. I tried to ask where he was taking them, but before I even got the first syllable out the door was closing behind him. I decided to obey his orders and got on my hands and knees. My phone was still on his night stand in his bedroom, I had nothing to do but kneel there and think about everything he might have planned for me.
I heard multiple doors open and close throughout the house. He lived alone and the footsteps were still only one person, but I had no idea what he was doing and the anticipation was just making me that much more aroused. I was in there on my hands and knees for maybe ten minutes before the door opened again.
"Good girl. Sorry I kept you so long" he said I opened my mouth to reply but he cut me off, talking again. "You're only to speak when I ask you a question." He said. He then walked up to the tub i was kneeled over and slapped my ass, before grabbing and squeezing it. He slapped it a couple more times before he stepped back.
He took his now half hard dick out of his sweatpants again, I turned to him, opening my mouth thinking he was about to have me suck his dick again, just in this new position. But instead i felt something warm across my face and dribbled into my mouth. I looked up and realized he was pissing on me. No warning, no asking, he just started pissing all over me. Getting some in my mouth, my hair, all over my face, and all across the rest of my body. I was indescribably aroused now, my hips thrusting back and forth on their own. The second he stopped I felt his dick go in my mouth.
He felt his warm piss still in my mouth, I was too scared to swallow it and didn't know if he wanted me to spit it out or not and with his dick still in my mouth, demanded I swallow all of it. I shook my head no. That really pissed him off.
"Did you just fucking say no? I don't think I was asking. I was telling you. Now swallow my fucking piss like the whore you are" he said. My heart started racing. I was starting to get scared, but my arousal was still overshadowing it. I shook my head again and began to spit some of it out when he clamped a hand around my mouth forcing it to stay in. He took his other hand and pinched my nose shut. Not allowing me to breathe until I swallowed his piss.
Eventually I had no other choice and swallowed the disgusting tasting piss. he took his hands away from my face. Instead grabbing my neck and pinning it against the wall, making me fall from my knees onto my ass on the cold tile of the tub.
"You don't say fucking no to me. Is that understood?" he spit at me as he talked only an inch away from my face. I nodded and he pressed his hand even harder onto my neck. "what was that?" he asked and I remembered how I was supposed to respond to him.
"yes sir I'm sorry" I managed to barley squeak out through his choking. He released my neck and stepped away. He took off his shirt and his pants and underwear and got in the tub with me. He picked me up to my feet again by my hair and pressed me into the wall of the shower. He pressed himself behind me and slightly moved his hips, grinding on my ass.
"You're not sorry. But you will be. I'm gonna have to punish you for being so disobedient" he said as he continued to grind on me. After maybe a minute, he backed up and pulled my shoulder to turn me around to face him. He stepped out of the shower, moving towards the knob and turning it on. The water was freezing when it first turned on and I moved to get out of the way but he pulled me by my wrist into the freezing water pouring down, forcing me to stand under it. After about 30 seconds of unbearably cold water he turned the other knob and I felt the water begin to heat up. Once it was a normal temp, he joined m in the shower. He began washing himself. Mostly the front of his body that was grinding against my piss covered back and ass.
Once he was done he grabbed my shoulders and switched our places. He grabbed some soap and started rubbing it all across my body. Slowly. Until every inch of me was clean. He then caressed my body with his hands as water fell on it washing the soap away. He got out, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist then opened a cabinet.
"Shave" he said, handing me a disposable razor and pointing it at the small neat bush I had. I was going to open my mouth to protest, but decided to be obedient again. I took the razor from him
"yes sir" i said in a quiet, timid voice. He opened a different cabinet, took a towel from it and left it on the counter near the tub.
"I'll be in the next room so just walk out when you're done." he said and leisurely strolled out of the room. For some reason the idea of him making me shave for him turned me on. Everything this man did seemed to turn me on more and more.
