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That Piss-Soaked Animal

She loves it when he pisses on her.

Not the act itself, so much; the sensory experience leaves much to be desired. It hurts her knees to kneel in the shower. The taste (because, inevitably, some always ends up in her mouth) is bitter. Not pleasant. The deluge of piss feels overwhelming sometimes, particularly when he directs it at her face, and she splutters, struggles to stay still, struggles to keep her mouth open. She can barely find room to breathe sometimes.

But, for all that, it turns her on. The act is so debased that she cannot help but feel it in her gut. Here she is, kneeling, naked while her lover pisses on her face. She is that person. That person is her. That nude, spluttering thing. That piss-soaked animal.

From the moment the hot stream of his water first hits her skin, a sense of bottomless submissiveness yawns open inside her. It throbs. Those boundaries she had before drop away. What point is there in modesty? She’s literally being pissed on by another adult human. What point is there in retaining any kind of control? What point is there in protesting, in feeling shy, in holding back? She’s being pissed on, and she is enjoying it, and that is all she needs to know about herself.

Afterwards, dripping with piss, she kneels in the shower. She wants to do what he wants, anything, everything, give him everything. She wants that so urgently that she can barely think.

She waits to be told what to do. If he told her nothing she would stay there until he did. She wouldn’t wash herself. Wouldn’t spit. Wouldn’t even move to ease the ache in her knees. His piss on her skin, in her mouth, even inside her (shamefully, she swallowed quite a bit of it). It drips from her. It is warm. She is warm from him. And though the taste in her mouth is bitter and her knees ache and some vague distant part of her baulks in disgust, she wants to remember every moment of this.

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12 Comments

  1. I must say this in one kink that interests me, but I have not tried, but not for lack of trying….
    I really appreciate how you show the internal struggle here. It is such a debasing act, yet; I imagine you’d feel so empowered for submitting and enduring!

    • It really is an interesting thing to play with – I remember being curious about it for a long time before I got into it, but I’m very glad I did!

  2. This act is on our no list. But you give a beautiful insight as to why some desire, wish, and relish this act.
    Thank you for the insight.

    • Thank you for reading! I love understanding why people enjoy things – especially things I’m not interested in myself… so I’m pleased to be able to offer this insight!

  3. This is a kink that interest me, but not because I want to try it. It’s the humiliation aspect that pulls me in…
    Love this sentence: “a sense of bottomless submissiveness yawns open inside her”
    ~ Marie xox

  4. Great writing – I have tried it once – and I have to say even thou i found it taboo and very dirty – I thought I would try again, but it just hasn’t happened.
    May

  5. This is not my kink but I found the read hot? I think reading kink, mine or not, I can relate to some of the feelings described and, even if I can’t relate, I love to hear about fun times.
    lilly

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