26 [FMM] – Drowning in gold

Today was a bit different than the usual dates. I only had one client that booked me all day. In a way I like it when this happens because it means I don’t have to get ready multiple times a day or have to drive to different places. I decided to just wear a sun dress since the weather app on my phone was warning me about the horrible heat that was awaiting me.

The guy I met up with seemed pretty nice at first. When we chatted the night before he wanted to do so much. Most of the time the guys that talk the most end up being the most boring. I quickly got ready and I drove to his place. It was in the outskirts of Palmdale. A small town named Lake Los Angeles. It was a strange name for a place which had no lake and reminded me of Fallout New Vegas. The house I pulled up to wasn’t the nicest and had an old fridge in the front yard which made me uneasy. As I locked my car my client came out.He wasn’t bad looking and he seemed to be drenched in sweat. I introduced myself and he walked me inside. He told me his name was Tyler.

He seemed to be uncomfortable with telling me his name before. The house was musky,The carpet was dirty, and there was a bunch of rope in the living room. I sat on the couch while tyler walked out of the living room. I heard a few voices. Tyler came back in and told me to undress. I removed my clothes and stacked them on top of my purse. Tyler intently watched me. He grabbed a rope and tied my arms behind my back. It was a bit tight around my wrists. He then left the room only to return with a Walmart bag. He pulled out a rubber house with a funnel and a roll of duct tape. He then rolled the tape around my legs.

We had previously talked about this so I wasn’t to surprised with what was going on. I just watched as he wrapped my ankles with the grey tape. He then told me to bite onto the hose and began to tape around my face trying to get some sort of seal. I felt the rope around my arms tingle from how tight it was. He wrapped tape around my nose and I realized that he didn’t tell me about this. I began to mumble a bit and tell kind of try to hop away to give him a hint but he held me in place. I began to try to get breaths through my hose funnel. I couldn’t get much air through my nose anymore.

I tried to yell at him but he quickly threw me on the ground. I fell pretty hard. It was hard to breath through the funnel. Then he left. A drew minutes later he came back and two more guys came through as well. Tyler began to undress and once he was done he began to masturbate. He wasn’t hard at all and seemed to have a hard time getting it up. They all just watched me on the ground. Tyler then walked up to me and grabbed the funnel.

He began to piss in it.

I tried to drink as much as I could but began to gag. I coughed and he let it go. The overflowing piss fell over while I tried to breathe through the funnel still taking in drops of urine. Tyler then kicked me in the stomach knocking out the air inside me. He grabbed the funnel again and began to pee again. I felt like I was Drowning. I gagged and he pulled the funnel down again. The floor was drenched in piss. He left the room and I was still on the floor gagging

I wasn’t expecting any of this.

He returned with a gallon full of something yellow. I immediately realized what it could be and realized what he was about to do. He told me he wanted me to drink every single drop of his collected urine. I started to frantically cry.

He lifted me up and sat me up on the floor next to the couch. He grabbed the funnel and slowly started pouring it in. The taste was awful. The smell was awful. I felt like throwing up but resisted. He didn’t just try to gag me this time though. He slowly poured little by little. The urine was obviously not fresh. The taste was extremely salty and chalky and I could see from the gallon that the urine must’ve sat for a while. It looked like it had different layers of liquids. I drank slowly. Tears running down my cheek.

He stopped at a quarter of the gallon.I felt sick. I never drank old urine before. He continued it was getting alot harder to drink it. I tried to tell him no and he slapped across the face. I continued. But I couldn’t. I started to gag on it. He realized I couldn’t drink anymore than half the gallon. He slapped me in the face again. I tried. It started to hurt my belly. I felt a pain in my rib cage. I continued until I finished it. I was in extreme pain. He ripped the duct tape on my face but I was in so much pain. I had never in my life drank a gallon of anything at once. I didn’t even want to move. I felt bloated.

He untied my ankles and skipped between my thighs. He began to fuck me. I felt strange.i really wanted to throw up but couldn’t. One of his friends made me suck his dick. I just continued. They took turns with me. The day passed by fast. They eventually fell asleep. I grabbed my stuff and drove out of there. When I got home I threw up all night.

I laid on my bathroom floor questioning my life.

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