Date: 11/12/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Gay, Author: klammer, Source: xHamster
The room was still in darkness when I awoke. It took a few moments for me to realize where I was. There was one thing for sure, I hadn't been dreaming.I was in a cage, so I must be at Master Dieter's place. Minor cramping in my gut kept reminding me thatI needed to have a bowel movement.I hoped someone would be along soon. My mouth was dry and I was very thirsty. That Pilsen crap didn't quench the thirst it only made it worse. I had not been permitted to brush my teeth so my mouth had a terrible taste and my teeth were coated in goop. My bladder was calling and I wondered whether they would allow me to piss in a toilet or would I have to keep pissing in this little bowl and drinking the damned stuff. What about my bowl movement, surely they wouldn't expect me to shit in the cage. That would make a hell of a mess, not to mention the accompanying smells. Then I remembered the damned bottle of Pilsen, sitting above my head. Dickie had tried to convince me that it was piss. He had succeeded until he made me drink my own just before going to sl**p last night.I was now uncertain, it may be nothing more than coloured water with salt and some kind of bitters added, then again maybe it was piss.I did not make a habit of going around drinking piss so I really wasn't sure. In any case I had to have it all d***k before Dickie appeared and I figured he would be along soon. I placed my lips on the plastic nipple, pressed the bearing with my tongue and the now cold liquid, filled my ...