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Having Her way (Whisper Twice and Vigilant Thorne)

Miles groaned as he received the cup back. But, she had been so understanding recently and kind that Miles thought that maybe there was a chance that he could just skip it. And if that worked, Miles thought the day didn't sound too bad. Maybe, he thought, last night was the worst of it and now, except for this one weird fetish, he was in the clear.

"But Audrey, I'm just so full after drinking one glass. I couldn't possibly have another so soon."
 
"No! Drink it!" Audrey insisted. "We had a lot of fun last night, and I want you to stay healthy and hydrated. You never drink enough at hime and that's why you always have cracked lips. My juices are really good for that! And it's tasty." She crossed her legs, and swayed back and forth as she explained.
 
Miles thought that he would probably always shudder whenever she explained just how much she had been stalking him prior to this, and indeed he did shiver this time. He bit his lip. This couldn't be healthy for him. Didn't drinking piss just make you more dehydrated? And the fact that she called this her "love juice" and "love water" was just insult to injury. He knew what love juices should be, and though they came from the same place, these were no love juices.

He put the cup to his lips and the smell of fresh urine was almost unbearable. He put it to his lips and started drinking again. He had to drink it slower this time because he was so full. But he managed to get it all down, and with only one or two gags this time. Miles didn't exactly consider that a good thing.
 
Audrey smiled proudly and took the glass from him. Putting it on the sidetable. "Now! Let's Check your special hole, and make sure we didn't have too much fun last night." She jumped off the side of the bed, and patted where she had been sitting. "Comeone, sit over here, lay back, and spread your legs." Where she had been sitting, there was a large wet spot from all her 'excitement'.
 
Miles sat down as she said and spread his legs. Looking down at himself, he looked awfully pathetic. Still in the outfit covered in pee, and his stomach was bulging slightly from the two cups of piss he'd just drank. He looked down as she approached, nervous. "How does it look?"
 
"Oh, it looks swollen, but its almost all the way closed." Audrey slipped two unlubricated fingers inside him with ease. "You're still loose though, and there's some dried blood, but it looks like the bleeding has stopped." She seemed awfully serious, taking care of him with medical precision.

Here, we don't want all of this drying on there. I'll have to clean you." Audrey grabbed his waist in both hands, and lowered her face to his ass, kneeling on the ground. Her lips were inches away from his asshole, and she inhaled deeply. "You smell so wonderfull!" And with that, she tentativly poked her tongue out, into the opening of his asshole, licking around the sides.
 
Miles was surprised. For the first time, Audrey almost seemed like a normal person. Well, a normal person examining his asshole, but beggars couldn't be choosers. His eyes widened as she stuck two fingers in him though. He expected it to hurt without lube, but it didn't. In fact, to his sensitive asshole, it was almost delicate. He began to breathe easier.

But then, Audrey had to go back to being Audrey and grabbed him and starting licking him. He squirmed, but she held him fast. Suddenly, a shiver of pleasure ran through him. Her tongue actually felt great on his sensitive, inflamed asshole. It was soothing, and sensual. Miles' cock grew to its unimpressive height and he tried to suppress a moan, but failed. He closed his eyes, trying to will the pleasure away. He refused to enjoy her games. But she was good at this, and he let out a small cry.
 
Audrey continues licking his sensitive area, going deeper inside. She gently lapped at all the painfull spots, her cool spit soothing the inflamed area. She smiled as she saw his cock inflate, knowing she had done a good job. She liked a few more times, and then stood up. "Now. How's that? Feeling any better?"
 
Miles was disappointed when Audrey stopped, then immediately felt absolutely ashamed for feeling that way. He nodded, his cheeks burning as he closed his legs.
 
"What should we do?" She asked, jumping onto the bed, sitting beside him. "It's your choice! We can do whatever youd like!" She grinned at him, her teeth shiny and white despite the piss she had drank. She fiddled with her piss soaked hair, playfully, while waiting for miles to sit up, then she noticed his cock. "Oh, you liked that?" She asked. "I didn't mean to pleasure you..."
 
Miles tried to hide his cock from her, which wasn't too hard. "It's okay. It was nice. Thank you, Audrey." He didn't like how much he enjoyed that, but he felt like he had to still play the boyfriend to her fantasy.

But she had asked him what he wanted. It was that easy, that simple. Hope began to grow in Miles' heart. "I'd really like to get outside for a bit. You said we could go to the mall sometime. Can we do that?" he asked excitedly, a genuine smile erupting on his face.
 
"You want to go outside? All covered in my love like that?" She laughed at him. "I don't think that's very appropriate. And you're not even wearing pants! And there's so much to do around the house, I just don't think it's a good idea. Maybe tonight we can." She stood, and went over to the door, unlocking it. Letting sunlight from the windows in the hall flood the room. "Choose something else, babydoll! Anything with just us two..." Her eyes were wide and slightly glazed over as she stared at his form, lying on the bed.
 
Miles was surprised how literal she took what to do next. He had to learn to anticipate her better. But it certainly made the choice easier. "Can I get cleaned up?"
 
"Of course! I know you take showers, but would you prefer to take a bath?" She walked to the side of the bed, kneeling in front of him, scooping him up in her arms. She walked out the open door, caring him, gently, making sure not to bump him into walls, and not to touch his sensitive areas. She carried him downstairs, past the kitchen table with its box, and steak knofe, and into a medium sized bathoom. It was well lit, with tiled flooring, and a glass partition around the shower, which doubled as a bath, which would comfortably fit them both. On a table across from the toilet seat was an album similar to the one in miles room. A heart symbol was plastered across the front, and a picture of miles sleeping in bed was inside it. There were several candles next to the sink, and inside the showerwas a collection of sweet smelling soaps, and bubble bath formula.
 
Miles didn't like being carried by the woman, but he supposed it was better than being dragged. As he was carried around the house, he tried his best to understand its layout. He saw the open box on the table, and shivered, knowing what it must have contained. He also noticed the kitchen knife there, something he burned into his brain.

The bathroom was strangely normal, Miles thought. That is, of course, until he saw the book lying there. "You keep one in the bathroom?" he sighed, regretting his words almost immediately. "Er, that's a good idea. For your baths, right?"
 
AudreyS eyeswidened in surprise, and she tried hiding the book, inadvertently knocking it on the floor where it laid open, exposing it's conents. Inside were pictures of miles, masturbating to porn, and hentai in his room, or in his bathroom pissing. It was obvious he didn't know she was watching him when she took the pictures. "N-no! Thats for my special times alone..." she closed the book hurridly, and set it aside, hoping he hadnt seen. She walked ovrr, and opened the glass to the bath/shower, waiting to see if he wanted a shower or bath.
 
Miles smiled at Audrey's embarrassment. He found that it was actually really refreshing to catch her off guard for once. That said, he still shuddered, seeing all the photos she had of him.

He looked at his choice with a bit of trepidation. On one hand, he knew that Audrey would want him to take a bath. But, he reasoned, a shower would be so much clean and it might even give him a moment of privacy. He decided to risk the shower.

"I'll take a shower please," he said, smiling, hoping she'd still be off her guard enough to just let him shower in peace and wash the piss and shame and degradation off of him.
 
"Ok! Audrey turned on the shower fan, and began running hot water from the shower, the entire room slowly filling with steam, from the overly hot water. The glass filmed over with steam, making the marbled glass cloudy. Audrey lit a few candles, filling the room with the sweet smell of lemons, and vanilla.

"Would you like me to help you undress?" Audrey offered helpfully, regaining her composure. Swear broke out along her forehead as th temperature rapidly increased. She stepped towards him tentativly, eyeing his piss covered dress
 
Miles was relieved when she let him have the shower, and he was glad for the candles too. He was tired of the smell of piss, and soon he'd be able to rinse his mouth out too and maybe lose the taste.

He didn't see the harm in letting her undress him and it would help him 'sell' their relationship, so he agreed. "Yeah, um, that would...that'd be nice."
 
Audrey smiled blissfully, as she pulled down the blood soaked skirt, she lifted the top off him, smearing piss from the top all over his face. She laid both of them in a sopping puddle on the floor. "Go ahead and start soaking a little." She said, "I'll be right back, and I'll start washing you off." She ran out of the bathroom, locking it behind her with a loud 'click.' She ran out to the garage and grabbed some rubber quarter inch tubing. Soft black plastic covered each end of the tube.
 
Miles gagged a little as old urine passed his mouth and nose, but he was delighted to lose the degrading outfit.

As she left him, he got into the shower and it felt so good. It was like washing the horror of the past evening completely off of him. Miles knew Audrey would be back soon, but until she did, he was content.
 
Audrey ran upstairs and grabbed a dress, and tight top, as well as a thick bra and some socks from her room, and dashed downstairs back into the bathroom, placing the tubing, as well as the fresh clothes next to the sink
She quickly stripped out of the stained clothes she was wearing, and slipped into the bathroom, sneaking up behind miles, and hugging him around his waist, surprising him "boo!" She laughed wildly.
 
Miles was lost in a fog of steam and relaxation when Audrey's arms wrapped around him. He practically jumped out of his skin. "Holy crap!" he shouted and his mouth filled with water and he started coughing as it went into his lungs a little. He recovered quickly. He needed to. He had to be alert when Audrey was around.

"Sorry, Audrey, you scared me," he said, mentally preparing for whatever came next.
 
Audrey giggled. "That was the point silly!" She said, picking up a bar of soap, rubbing it along his back. "How's the water? Too hot? Too cold?" The water splashed off her small breasts, running down the front of them, and off from her nipples, Making it look like she was constantly squirting water from her perky breasts. She continued wahing his back and sides, being gentle with him
 
"Water's perfect," Miles told her. Miles wished that he could enjoy this moment. Wasn't this everything he'd always dreamed of? He was showering with a pretty woman, her breasts shining in the wet shower, who would get wet just thinking about doing things with him, and who was now dutifully washing him gently.

And he couldn't deny that it actually felt really goddamned good when Audrey had these sane moments.

He shook his head quickly. The heat and steam must've have been getting to him. Even if Audrey was currently acting nice, that didn't change the fact that she was holding him hostage in the house. He must never forget that, for even a moment.
 
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