★ He literally piss oneself during post orgasm torture. Poor boy ☚ Press!!!

The Naughty Novice: Press’Point of Piss

Press was a fit, eager young lad, ready to explore the depths of pleasure and pain administered by the skilled hands of his strict mistress, Natalia. A recent inductee into her comprehensive training program, Press excitedly anticipated each session, unaware of the torturous delights that awaited him.

The day had arrived for Press’ much anticipated ‘endurance challenge.’ Natalia greeted him sternly, instructing him to strip bare and kneel on the cold, hard floor. Eyeing his quivering member, she smirked devilishly. “Let’s begin, shall we?”

Her delicate fingers wrapped around Press’ shaft, stroking ever so softly, sending shivers up his spine. Natalia teased and taunted his most sensitive areas, bringing him painfully close to climax again and again. Each agonizing wave of ecstasy was swiftly thwarted by her expert touch, denying him sweet release.

“Nnngh…please Mistress!” Press begged, his body quivering with need. His delirious mind was consumed by primal instinct, desperate for the ultimate satisfaction. But Natalia remained firm, continuing her cruel torment.

As the minutes passed, Press’ endurance waned. His previously rigid member became increasingly sensitive, pulsating with each stroke of her hand. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on his brow, his desperate pants filling the room.

“ótoavno rushed, sluchay,” Natalia chuckled darkly, her hypnotic gaze locked with Press’. “You are not quite ready to beg for mercy.”

Her strokes grew firmer, faster, pushing Press’ limits. Each time his balls tightened in anticipation, she eased off, prolonging his exquisite torment. Press was a writhing mess, his painstakingly hard member throbbing with unrelenting need.

Just as Press thought he could endure no longer, Natalia mercifully allowed him a semblance of release. His hips bucked erratically as thick spurts of cum jetted from his twitching cock, coating his abdomen and Natalia’s stroking fist.

But blessedly, it wasn’t over. Even as the final waves of pleasure subsided, Natalia continued her cruel ministrations. Press could only whimper in agony, his oversensitive member recoiling from her touch. Yet, she would not relent.

Ligne after line, Natalia pumped Press’ spent cock, coaxing out a steady stream of piss. Unusual humiliating sensations coursed through his loins, as his bladder emptied uncontrollably. He could feel the warmth spreading between his legs, a stark reminder of his complete subjugation.

“Never thought you’d p-pee yourself,” Natalia olly sneered. “Now you are officially former than a sissified restraint.”

Press could only hang his head in shame, tears of utter devastation streaming down his face. He had never felt more degraded, more completely owned. Yet, paradoxically, there was a perverse sense of twisted satisfaction in surrendering himself so utterly to Natalia’s sadistic whims.

As the last pathetic drops of piss trickled from his ravaged cock, Natalia finally released him. Press collapsed to the floor, utterly spent and debased. His body trembled with tremors of fatigue, his mind reeling from the intensity of his ordeal.

“Never forget,” Natalia growled, raising his chin to meet her steely gaze, “that you are mine, completely and utterly mine, to do with as I please.”

Press nodded meekly, unable to articulate a response. In that moment, he knew he was forever changed, his very identity transformed by his submission to Natalia’s depraved desires.

As he left her lair, Press couldn’t help but reflect on the surreal experience. It had been simultaneously excruciating and exquisite, a twisted pleasure that lingered in his mind and on his abused loins. He knew, without a doubt, that he would return, eager to surrender himself once more to Natalia’s unrelenting power.

And so, Press walked away, a broken man, yet complete in his submission. Natalia’s cruel touch had seared itself into his very soul, igniting a fire that only she had the power to extinguish. He was Press No More, just a plaything for his Mistress’ twisted pleasures.