Uri – Nickname For A Slave Husband
femdom, foot fetish, husband

It was a typical Saturday evening. I was playing her slave and she was enjoying dominating me. We were still only two months in this new relationship. I loved the fact that she was comfortable in her role as my Mistress and the fact that she loved dominating me. We had decided that I will call her ‘Mistress’ and she will call me ‘Timmy’ whenever we are playing our games. It was one of those weekends that were totally for us. We could play for full 2 days before returning to our jobs next week. She wanted to have a bath. She had already had me strip to undies. I never wore more than undies when I was her slave. She love blatantly fondling my cock through the undies many times during the day. She also loved grabbing my ass by slipping her hand under the back of my undies. I used to get very embarrassed when she did that and she loved that I got embarrassed. Anyway, I offered to have her ride to bathroom on my back. She accepted. She was again wearing her sexy nightie without an underwear. I loved being ridden by her particularly when her naked ass touched his back. ‘oooh’ She rode me to the shower. She wasn’t in the mood to soak in the bath that day. Typically these baths would involve me rubbing soap on her body and washing her body, licking her pussy and ass, cleaning her feet, me wiping her off with her bath towel and then she riding me back to the couch where I would massage and rub oils on her body and feet as she watched Television. Today also we started the same way. I helped her remove her nightie by removing the straps from her shoulders. Nightie slid down her sexy body on to the ground and i kneeled to take it as she stepped out of it. Then she took off her bra and threw it to the floor. That was my cue. I took both her clothes and quickly disposed them. She started the shower. I went and kneeled at her feet. She smiled as she saw me kneeling. We had a large mirror under the shower where she could see herself naked and me worshiping her body as she bathed. It was a lovely sught to my Mistress all nude and soaped up and me kneeling at her feet still rubbing the soap on her calfs. She had told me earlier how she loved looking into the mirror when I went down on her in the shower. Anyway, I was soaped her body and now, i was kneeling and soaping her beautiful legs. she immediately stopped me and said ‘baby stop, I need to pee’ I said ‘Mistress you can pee in the shower, according to some statistics it saves water if you pee in the shower. ‘Hmm, so my timmy baby wants to see me pee, is that one of your fetishes too, baby?’ ‘No Mistress thats actually the truth’ ‘Won’t it be gross, baby’ ‘Mistress, nothing coming out of your body can be gross’ She smiled ‘You are a good slave’ She ruffled my hair. She started peeing under the shower. Some piss had spilled on her thighs. I started soaping her thigh. She backed out and said ‘baby you dont have to do that’ ‘Mistress, its okay really’ She evaluated and then gave up. As she moved forward, I grabbed her still wet pussy and licked it and then sucked it. she took a long breath and shuddered a bit. She pushed my face back and stepped back. There was a look of worry on her face. ‘what are you doing, get out of the bathroom, now!’ I was terrified and she was angry. she showered and stepped out. As she entered the room, I kneeled and begged forgiveness ‘Mistress, I am sorry if I offended you’ ‘Tim (my real name), I love you femdom fantasies but that was a bit overboard. What if you get some disease’ she was surely referring to the little pee drops I drank from her pussy. Then began some education for her when I explained that piss was actually sterile and ‘piss drinking’ was a common femdom fantasy. I also showed her many videos of such. she finally said ‘ I don’t know baby, I’ll have to think about this. She then ordered me to go to the mall and get the groceries. I felt that she wanted to get rid of me. Anyway I obeyed. I came back and the rest of the day went by as any other Saturday. she had me rub her feet as she called her mum and sister. I would usually sit on the floor by her couch. sometimes, she would rub her sole on my face or she would grab my nose between her toes or she would gently slap my face with her foot. We both loved our newer life. I was still worried on the events of this morning and how unusually quiet was she on that event. It was like it never happened. But I sensed a stronger dominant nature in her. It was subtle though. Instead of ordering me to go down on her, she forced the back of my head by her foot into her pussy and then kept her thighs on my shoulders and pushed me deep. She tightened the grip of her thighs and when she came she didnt feel any shyness over squirting her lovely juices all over my face. Really I felt like an object being used but I felt happy that she was getting so into our roles. Next morning was similar, I worshipped my goddess as i loved to do. ‘I need a shower baby, assume position’ and pointed on the floor. I got on all fours. She rode me to the bathroom. I loved her new authoritative avatar. she began her bath. I had soaped her body and was now soaping her legs. and then.. She turned around grabbed me by the back of my head, kept one of her thigh on my shoulder. I began licking her pussy. ‘No baby just open your mouth!’ My heart skipped a beat. I opened my mouth and a stream of her piss landed in my mouth. I drank as much as I could. I drank almost all her piss until she decided to spill some on my face and hair. She giggled as she changed position to spill rest of her piss on my face and hair. ‘Clean me, baby’ I licked her pussy clean by licking her pussy folds and sucking on her pussy. We finished the bath and she rode me back to the room. I felt a permanence in the roles we were in that day. It was like a baptism by piss. she felt it too. I inferred that from her heavy breathing. Both of us were quiet for a moment and then she returned to her naughty self. She loved humiliating me and I loved that she humiliated me particularly about my vast submissive fetishes. As she sat on the couch and I kneeled at her feet, she said ‘so baby, how did I use you today!’ She smiled as she looked at me. ‘Mistress, you made me your toilet’ ‘And did you like it, baby’ I looked down ‘yes, I did Mistress’ ‘Awww, baby I used you as my urinal, I will call you ‘Uri’ when I want to use you next for ..you know..’ I gulped ‘Yes Mistress’ ‘You will be such a convenient toilet, Uri, I wonder why I didn’t think of this earlier’ From that day on, she regularly used me, almost always in the shower. I loved being her toilet. Uri – Nickname For A Slave Husband