Nikki X, in thigh-high black leather boots, walked up to Roc. She took a drag from her cigarette and spit on his back. Roc was on his bare knees, hands tied with rope in the front. His wrists were secured closely to the leather collar on his neck, by a two inch chain. His face was down on the floor, head turned to the left. Ass high in the air. Nikki X approached him from behind, straddled his ass, and started to piss. An explosive deluge of hot golden nectar flowed from hairy blonde cunt, filling Roc’s ass crack, and then soaking his undercarriage. As the vixen’s fluid found it’s way to his caged cock below, the flow rinsed the bars of the brass cage, and took with it – a large dollop of precum on its way to the floor. Nikki X’s pisshole was relentless. Roc would later notice, to his delight, that splashes of her urine had somehow made it to the vanity mirror in the hallway bathroom. His toes were now dancing in a large puddle of fresh pee. He said nothing.
Roc had wanted this for some time – to be tied up and controlled by a woman. Tied up. Controlled.
He’d searched online for stories and information about such things. He found many interesting kinks. There were the people who dressed up as furry animals or cross-dressed. Then were those who played naked in, or came on food. He also found sites where guys would shoot their loads on pictures of various women. Roc even found an excellent flash-fiction smoking fetish story, which he really enjoyed – but it just wasn’t his perversion.
In her left hand, Nikki X held a three foot length of rope. She went down on one knee, and slipped it under his piss-soaked toes and tied his ankles. Roc’s right cheek was now resting in a large puddle of warm piss. Each time he inhaled, splatters of salty urine would roll over his lips and onto his taste buds – mixing with his saliva. On exhale, bubbles, big and small, comprised of Roc and Nikki X – would fill with air, and then pop with each breath.
Nikki X, happened to be a twenty-nine year old range coach for the United States Marine Corps. She taught Marines how to kill at a distance of five hundred meters. Before that, a Drill Instructor. She was the only woman to ever record a perfect USMC Physical Fitness Test – at the male standards. With many Cross-fit competitions and mud-runs under her belt, Nikki X was super-fit. Most of her time was spent between Camp Pendleton and San Diego. Tonight, her time was spent with a tied up, low-life piss sponge.
Standing, after securing Roc’s ankles, Nikki X placed the sole of her boot on his bare ass, and pushed her stiletto heel into his asshole. The surprise and sensation overwhelmed him. Instantly, his cock overfilled the locked cage. His cockhead spilled out of the locked trap in every direction, at every crescent opening, looking desperately for escape. None could be found. Roc didn’t make a peep.
Roc was a very decent fellow. He’d made friends easy – in person, and with the internet too. He’d cruise the forum boards on the web, leaving nice comments when he found items that warranted such. Silent when they didn’t.
He then stumbled across a blog run by Nikki X. When he first read through her services, Roc was certain a credit card would be involved. As he found his way to the bottom of her services-page, he almost fell out of his seat. An application was involved, but if approved, a night with Nikki X was gratis. He quickly registered, and didn’t think too much about it until three weeks later, when he received a call. On the other end was – Nikki X.
With his caged meat holding a long string of piss-drop precum up from the floor, Roc was suddenly, and violently, snatched from his kneeling position, and dragged into the bedroom. Nikki X, all one hundred and twenty-two pounds of her, picked a cowering Roc up from the floor, and launched him onto the bed. Facing him upward, she untied his ankles, and re-secured them to the lower corners of the bed. Then, she did the same with his hands at the top of the bed. Roc was drawn.
Nikki X, removed the key to the small padlock from her mouth and bit down hard on his right nipple. His silence remained. This image would be the last Roc would ever see of Nikki X. A blindfold came down over his eyes.
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