Going through old drafts I suddenly realized that the post below had not been published.
It's Part 3 in a series of 2007 posts on early watersports games. You can read Part 1 - in which we experiment with urolagnia for the very first time - here. Part 2 - in which I devise my first traveling watersports game - can be read here. This game involved a now infamous film canister of pee. You should to reread Part 2 before reading this post. Sol picks up the story below re what happened next:
"I visited Mistress again last week, and traveled home Monday evening. I took the last remaining 'sample' in it's film canister with me (no spillage on the plane this time thank God).That's my boy!
"It sat ominously on the bedside table the whole week I was there.
"Monday morning while we were showering (the place she's staying has a lovely outdoor shower), she told me to lie down, and she squatted above me and peed on my chin and in my mouth. She made me close my eyes ( :( ), and instead of swallowing I had to spit out the mouthful I had ( ( :( again).
"We rushed around doing last minute things, and just before I left I cooked dinner for us - her to eat later and me to pack and eat while I waited in Sydney for the bus. I cooked a very quick stir fry chicken and rice, dressed in a pink babydoll with matching g-string, and a floral 1950s apron that she found at the local market a few days before. She kept bursting out laughing at the sight of me.
"I finished cooking with only minutes to spare before the Airporter Bus was due to arrive at the front door. I rushed to get dressed in the clothes she had picked out for me, while Mistress put my meal together. I traveled home wearing stockings ('virginal' white), a lacy garter belt, a pink polka-dot g-string, and the babydoll. Oh, plus jeans, shirt, shoes socks and all that irrelevant stuff :) I kept wondering what Airline security would make of the suspender clips if they ran a metal detector over me.
"I arrived in Sydney and while in transit settled down to eat and do some work on the laptop. I called Mistress to let her know where I was. As we finished our conversation she said 'enjoy your meal, oh, and make sure you utilise everything I packed'.
"Oh-oh. Sure enough, along with my container of rice and chicken, there was the film canister, now refilled. I looked at it for a little while, then thought 'here we go', and poured the contents all over the food. Fortunately (?) I had used enough spices that I couldn't really taste much beyond that, but by the time I was spooning up the last few mouthfuls of rice, I was aware of a distinct 'tartness' in the taste, and a few minutes later I started to get what is becoming a familiar aftertaste of a mouth freshly pissed in.
"As I sat back, stomach full, and with a lovely contented submissive glow, the phone rang again. It was Mistress wanting to know how my food was, and how I had used the container. I said that when I first saw it I nearly rang her back, and she said that if I had, she would have had me use a few drops on the food and save the rest until later, but that she approved of how I had used it.
"Then she began to laugh. Wasn't it interesting, She said, that She had only said 'utilize everything', but that I had chosen to pour the whole container in.."
Rereading this in 2009 I have to smile ... that film canister is still around, and often turns up in sol's lunch box to add a little something to his day *evil grin*
Photos: Ms160
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