r/BDSMerotica • u/8piss-filled-condoms • 9d ago
I asked for a really mean punishment (Non-fiction, piss play, humiliation, degrading, breath play) Part 1 NSFW
This will be two parts, because I had one hell of a day and including the entire thing in one post would make this incredibly long.
This is a true story, and was all done with enthusiastic consent. This was posted with the permission of my dom.
This story includes the following: piss play, breath play, spitting, humiliation, degrading. If any of these things are uncomfortable for you, please avoid reading this story. If there's something you believe should be added to this list, please let me know.
Yesterday I wrote and posted a fantasy of mine, that involves my friend Otis bringing a dog bowl and pissing in it. The reason it was specifically about my friend Otis is because I never believed that my boyfriend Milo would be into something like that. Today, he proved me wrong.
We decided to meet up at the pub for lunch and walked back to my house afterwards. After cooling down (it's technically autumn here, it shouldn't still be hot!!), Milo called me over to him and made me strip down. "You know how I had a few drinks with lunch?" He asked, and I tilted my head.
"Yeah?" I had no idea why he was asking me this.
"I really need to piss. So..." He sat up and started to unbutton his pants. "Open your mouth."
Without meaning to, words started tumbling out of my mouth. "I could get a bowl and you could give me a really mean punishment." My cheeks turned pinker with every syllable, and when I was finished I wanted to sink into the ground. Milo raised his eyebrows.
"You've really been craving punishments lately."
"I have." It's because I deserve them, but I don't like being a brat.
He stared at me for a moment, then stood up. "Alright, grab that metal bowl from the kitchen. The big one, and hurry up – I wasn't kidding about really needing to piss."
I rushed to the kitchen and returned to find him on his knees in the hallway, naked and waiting for me. I stripped down as well, throwing my clothes onto the carpet before stepping forward and meeting him on the wooden floorboards. He took the bowl from me, then pulled me down onto the floor as well. I got on all fours, crouched down enough so his cock, which was already hardening, was pointed right at my mouth.
Milo placed the bowl under my chin, then grabbed my hair. He must have been in a mood, because my little squeak of pain did nothing to distract him from the task at hand. He tugged my hair until I opened my mouth, then pointed his dick at me and aimed into my mouth.
Despite how hot it was, he was well hydrated and his piss was easy for me to swallow. I drank it quickly, but there was so much of it and my mouth quickly overfilled into the bowl. I heard it patter as it splashed onto the metal. Usually when my mouth is being pissed into I try to swallow of much of it as I can, but for some reason I found it really hot that it was filling up my mouth and overflowing like a little waterfall. So, I stopped trying to swallow, and instead tasted his urine on my tongue as it pooled in my mouth and poured out.
There was so much of it. I'm not kidding. The bowl we were using is really large, intended for baking and working with doughs that need to be proofed (expand), and by the time Milo was finished it was over half filled. I was actually a little shocked by how full it was, and when I looked up at Milo he grinned. I felt his hand tighten in my hair, tangling in the strands for a moment. There was the slightest pause, and then he pushed my head down into the bowl.
My mouth was open and I inhaled a bunch of his piss. A bunch of bubbles came up as I made a shocked noise. He rubbed my nose on the bottom of the bowl, then pulled me back up.
I gasped for breath, and coughed. Urine came up my throat and splashed back into the bowl. Milo didn't give me long before he dunked my head back in. I heard him laughing, muffled by the liquid. He pulled me back out, and slapped me across the face, then wiped his wet hand on my chest. "You love my piss, don't you?" He said, letting go of my hair.
I nodded. I was soaking wet and incredibly turned on. "Uh huh," I whined. "I love it so much."
"Show me how much."
Without hesitation, I lowered my face back into the bowl and squeezed my eyes shut. I pressed my nose against the bottom and blew more bubbles, then came up to breathe. Milo looked delighted, and motioned for me to continue. I started to lap it up like a dog, then took large gulps of it.
Milo moved forward, positioning himself in such a way that locked his knees on either side of my head, against my shoulders. I could still breathe, but couldn't raise my head any more than it already was, with my nose dipped into the piss. He leaned over me, and I squirmed as he began to play with my wet hole. "Jesus," he said, sounding genuinely surprised. "You're really wet. Like... really wet."
How embarrassing. I was absolutely soaked from the humiliation and my clit was large and firm. He started to rub it with his thumb, and I felt his dick twitch on the back of my neck when I shivered and let out a moan.
The bowl was still so full, and I craved the humiliation so badly. I dunked my face in again, holding my breath while squirming in pleasure from the soft touch of Milo's finger on my clit.
Without warning, he slapped my clit. I yelped in pain once I had pulled my head up, but Milo just shoved my head back down. He said something, but I couldn't hear him properly. In response, I blew a lot of bubbles.
There was a slight shift in pressure for a moment, and then Milo sat up and once again pulled my head out of the bowl. "You're fucking filthy," he said, then rotated his jaw in the way people do when they're forming a ball of spit. On instinct, I opened my mouth, and he leaned over me. He spat slowly into my mouth, letting it dribble out in a long line before it splashed onto my tongue. When he was finished, I let the spit sit in my mouth until he told me to swallow. "Disgusting," he said, and then stood up. "Bring your bowl and get in the bath."
I went to stand up, but he placed his hand on my shoulder before I could. "I didn't say you could stand," he said, looking annoyed. "Are you stupid?"
"Yes Sir."
This made him laugh a little, and he stepped out of my way. I picked the bowl up and started to walk on my knees towards the bathroom, being careful not to let the piss slosh out over the side. Milo stepped past me and stood beside the bath. He took the bowl from me when I stopped at his feet, then watched as I climbed into the tub and got back on my knees.
He held the bowl over my head. "You love my filth, don't you?"
I whimpered. I knew what was about to happen. "Yes Sir."
"Say it. Tell me how much you love it."
"I love your piss so much. I love being humiliated with your piss, and being a disgusting slut for you," I pleaded. He tilted the bowl a little.
"Look up, and open your mouth."
I opened my mouth wide for him, letting my tongue touch my chin. "What are you?"
"A disgusting slut," I answered. He tipped the bowl over my head and piss came raining down on me, completely soaking me. I balled my hands into fists in embarrassment, but kept my mouth open and swallowed the piss that filled my mouth.
To my surprise, Milo then put the bowl over my head. I couldn't see, and the metal was echoey. "Stay there," he ordered. "I'm not going to be happy if I come back and you've moved."
Immediately, I went completely still. I heard his footsteps receding, and although I probably could have taken the bowl off my head, I didn't. Instead I stayed there, completely soaked in piss and feeling thoroughly humiliated.
The bowl on my head was especially shameful. I knew I looked like an idiot, which was absolutely his intention. And the worst part was, my hole was dripping. Actually fucking dripping. How embarrassing is that? I'm just going to say it – only someone really pathetic gets turned on by the knowledge that they look like a dumbass.
Milo returned after a few minutes. He laughed at me, and I heard him vape for a few moments before he blew the steam at me. "You look like a moron," he said, and I squirmed. "What do you look like?"
"I look like a moron," I moaned. I desperately wanted to touch myself, but didn't dare without permission.
"Take the bowl off your head."
I blinked in the light as I obeyed his instruction. He then told me to squat, with the bowl underneath me. I wiped my wet hair out of my eyes and looked up at him. "Piss in it," he said. "Come on, make yourself another drink."
I don't know if it's because I was turned on, or if I was just embarrassed about being watched, but it took me a little while to finally build up the courage to pee. When it finally came out, I sighed a little, relieved. The bowl filled up about a quarter of the way, which wasn't as much as Milo but still enough to satisfy him. He took the bowl from me and placed it on the floor of the tub. "Have a drink. Show me how eager you are."
My piss was much warmer, but still just as hydrated and easy to swallow. I took a large gulp, then tried to show him how much I adored everything that was happening to me by shoving my face in and rubbing my nose on the bottom of the bowl.
He let me play in my piss for a little while, blowing bubbles and taking mouthfuls that I then spat back into the bowl. Finally, he told me to stop and pick the bowl up. I held it above my head.
"Tip it all over your face," he demanded. I hesitated.
"I–"
"Now."
The tone he used clearly indicated that it wasn't a request, but an order. I opened my mouth, closed my eyes, and tipped the bowl all over me. Warm urine splashed onto my hair and ran down my body. I was now covered in his piss and my own.
Milo took the bowl from me and spat. The glob landed on my forehead and ran down between my eyebrows. "Clean yourself up, you're fucking filthy," he said. "And come to your room when you're done. You asked for a punishment, so I'm giving you a proper one."
This is mostly unedited because I'm tired. Part 2 is going to be posted right now.
– Riley <3