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I have always been into humiliation. The problem is, it is harder to be humiliated when you like it. Worshipping a womanís feet is kind of the hallmark of humiliating tasks, but I love womenís feet. Licking her ass is supposed to be degrading, but again, I wouldnít think of giving oral sex without taking a taste of her ass. Then I discovered drinking urine.
I had never done it. I wasnít even sure I could do it, and that is what made it so appealing. I didnít know any women I thought I could get to do this with me, so I turned to the ever helpful internet. I joined and read though every group I could find about this topic and finally, I received the email that started it all.
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It was an ad for a bar catering to woman and they were looking for a piss boy. That and a phone number was all it had. I called the number. It turned out; it was a club in city near where I live. Women were the only clientele. It was special, because it allowed the women to drink all night without having to get up to use the restroom. She explained that it I wanted to do it, I would cost me $500. I would agree to work for 3 nights, a Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. She also explained that if I agreed to do it, I would stay all three days. I didnít have to come back for any more weekends, but I would finish the one I agreed to because I would be kept restrained. I was told this was all the info I would be given over the phone.
This was it. My first experience drinking piss could be forced with no way to stop it for 3 days. Humiliation could be at hand. I agreed to do it and was told to be at the club 10 am on Thursday.
I arrived right at 10 and met Gina and Kate. They showed me the contract. It was very simple. It stated that I would be restrained for the next 3 days and I would do as told with force if necessary. I signed the contract, paid my money, and was assigned a locker. Gina told me to remove all my clothes and place everything I had brought in the locker. She then locked it and I was not given a key. Kate come up behind me and placed handcuffs on me, locking my wrists behind my back. She explained these were for control and also to keep me from touching myself. Unauthorized masturbation was not allowed.
I was then taken on a short tour. I was shown the cages where the piss boys were kept and then taken to the main room. There were 19 other naked, handcuffed men in the room. Gina showed me a table. It was a high round table held up by a metal post that ended at a domed metal cage that sat on the floor. She said when it was time the table would be moved and panels in the floor removed. I was to be kneeling on a sub floor with my head up through the panel in the main room. The cage would be placed over my head and it would be in the base of the table. She also explained I was the only new guy tonight so I better not screw up.
After about a half hour of just wandering around the main room with my hands cuffed behind my back. Gina announced that it was lunch time. 20 dog dishes with food and water bowls side by side were placed around the room. There we were, 20 naked, handcuffed men on there knees eating dog food and drinking water out of bowls on the floor. Already a very humiliating experience and we hadnít even got to the piss yet.
Then, it was time to get ready. Several women came into the room and started taking the men to each table. The table was moved and a section of floor lifted up, revealing a hole in the floor. I was told to kneel in the hole. My head was a little below floor level, so a riser was place under me and I was again kneeling. I then saw ďthe deviceĒ. It was some sort of a rubber hood with 5 hoses running to it. Gina placed the hood over my head. There was a hole for my nose, and a tube going into my mouth, my eyes were completely covered. Everything else here, I learned later. They placed some sort of thick condom over my cock and told me whenever I had to piss to just do so, it would be taken care of. I was then told to kneel back down and the floor sections were put back in place with my neck in the center. The cage at the bottom of the table was placed over my head, so I was part of the center pedestal. There were four stools at the table, and a hose went to each one.
Apparently, the way the club worked is this. Women came there to drink and chat and have a good time. They wore skirts with no panties and sat on the stools that had a hole in them with a pot underneath. When they had to piss, they just did knowing it was going into the piss slave under their table. Tonight I was one of those piss slaves.
I waited for what seemed like forever. Kneeling, naked, handcuffed with that hood over my head and the tube in my mouth. Held in place by the floor around my neck. I began to wonder, the tables only had four chairs at them, but the hood had 5 hoses. Before I could think about it too much, I heard footsteps stop at my table. This was it, when would they start pissing, could I handle it, what could I do to stop it if I couldnít handle it. Nothing.
Finally it started. The piss started coming through my tube. It came so quickly and I had to swallow constantly to keep up. I didnít get a good taste because of the speed, just a bitter taste. Finally I had drunk it all. I had time to get a few good breathes before the next batch hit. It went on this way for a good hour with me barely keeping up. Until finally, I heard footsteps going away from my table and when I emptied the tube, none followed.
Finally, I could catch my breath. Also, I realized after drinking all that liquid, I had to piss badly. I had been told to just go. I assumed whatever it was that had been put over my dick would funnel it away. So I started pissing. I felt a machine like vibration in the hose and then the piss started pouring in my mouth. It turned out that the fifth hose was attached to a pump that was attached to my dick and pumped my piss back into my mouth. That was almost too much to take, I was going to be getting new piss and keep the old piss, that was too much, but what was I going to do. Nothing.
Some more women sat down and they must have already had a few, because the piss started flowing immediately and didnít stop. I finally figured out that I could stick my tongue over the tube to stop the flow to catch my breath. After about an hour of nonstop piss, I stuck my tongue over the tube and decided fuck it. I was not drinking any more. I would just hold my tongue there and the piss could back all the way up into the stools for all I cared. After about 30 seconds, it felt as if someone had my nuts in a vice and squeezed as hard as they could. My tongue moved and piss began to flow and the pain stopped. Turns out there was a float valve in the hoses and if the back up got too high, it sent a signal to electrodes on my balls. So, again, I was drinking.
I donít know how long it went on, but finally it stopped and no more came. Soon, the table was moved and the floor opened up. I was told to empty my blatter one more time. I didnít want to, but I did as I was told. Then the hood was removed and the device taken off my dick. I was still handcuffed, but was allowed to walk around the bar to stretch my legs.
I should say, I have never been so hard. I was so turned on and wanted to cum so badly I didnít think I could stand it. I looked around and all the guys were hard. Just from bondage and drinking piss how messed up were we? Then a beautiful woman stepped up on stage where the band for the evening was putting away their instruments. She said we all did a good job and if someone wanted to cum, they could volunteer for a little job she needed done. I looked around and no one stepped forward, but I needed to cum so badly I stepped forward and said I would do it. My handcuffs were removed and I was told to go ahead and make myself cum. I wasnít sure about doing in front of everyone, but I needed it so badly. It took about 10 strokes and I sprayed all over the floor. I expected to have to lick it up, but was thrown a towel and told to clean it up.
While I was cleaning and having just cum, I began to rethink being here. What was I doing drinking piss, handcuffed, cumming in front of everyone. Before I could do anything about it, I was handcuffed again. Now for your task said the woman. I need you to tip the band; you will suck off each one of them. No way, absolutely not, I stood to leave or something when the cattle prod hit me in the nuts and I fell to the ground. You signed a contract and you will do as you are told, or we will fry your nuts off.
I shuffled to the first man and sucked his cock until he exploded in my mouth. I did the other 4 and a large penis gag was then put in my mouth. I looked around and everyone had a gag. We were taken to the cages and laid inside on our backs. My ankles were tied to upper corners and a catheter was put in my dick and the other end went into the gag. Great, more piss.