frightened - she pisses right on the floor. You pull the rope
and she is up by the ceiling screaming and begging for
mercy. Her lips tell you to stop though the round eyes
express real excitement. She hesitates weather to start
pissing now or wait till she fells tired of hanging in chains, but the desire is too strong and she lets it go.
Fresh smelly floods of urine cascade down by her hips, legs
and feet. She is happy… I made her happy…” C’mon enter
the unique sacred ceremony of two opposite rudiments of
domination and submission making each other feel good.
