This is a true story about myself and my beautiful dancer girl friend. I had been her boyfriend for about 5 months. One evening, while alone in her apartment, I accidently found a metal box under her bed. Being a sneak, I opened this box and inside were books on sado-macho and pictures of her tied up, being tortured by some man, and letters from her and to her about her desire to be submissive and treated in humiliating ways. Also in this box were pairs of handcuffs and rope.

How, I thought, was I going to deal with this secret of hers? I could not tell her I sneaked into the box, but I wanted her to reveal to me this fantasy she had, not that I wanted to be her "master" and do those things to her. I devised a way and so it happened as follows...

On another day, we are sitting on her couch I brought up the subject of "fantasies" and so we exchanged thoughts on that for a few moments and then I suggested we reveal to the other our deepest fantasies. She, of course did not feel comfortable of telling me about hers, and so I said that we could play one game of stud poker and the winner gets to have his/her fantasy fullfilled right here. She agreed. Now I, being good at cards, was going to let her win and then go from there.

It worked. She won the hand and I sighed and said to her that it was her show, thinking she was going to tell me what she wanted me to do and expect me to do those things. Oh my! She surprised me with instructions I was not prepared for. She told me to go into the bedroom and get undressed. Stunned, I did that for that was interesting and had my curiosity. In the bedroom, she told me to lie down on the bed in a spread eagle fashion. I complied, willingly. In fact, my excitement was showing and she laughed at that. Next she blindfolded me and I asked her what is going to happen here. (I was totally confused, for this was not the fantasy I knew she held - the metal box info I had looked at). She told me to not talk, just do what I was told without question. I next felt her apply handcuffs on each wrist and lock me to the head board posts, then pulling my legs farther apart, she tied my feet to the foot bed posts. I was, indeed, totally at her mercy and I felt a strong sense of excitement and passion for the unknown acts that may follow from this absolutely beautiful female.

I heard a familiar sound, a pouring of liquid into a glass. She must have taken a drink, holding the "wine as it were" in her mouth and leaned down to my lips, told me to open my mouth. I did and felt her lips press mine and the liquid flowed from her mouth into mine. God, that was sexually arousing. She then slapped my face, hard enough to cause me to yelp, and again she told me to be quiet. She then took off the blindfold and I lay there watching her remove her clothes in a very seductive manner. (She was good at this, being a dancer by trade) My excitement was still revealing.

Without a word, she climbed onto the bed, straddled me, facing me and on her knees, placed her pussy directly over my mouth and told me to open my mouth. In a stupor and unbelief, I complied, actually willingly. Suddenly the flow of urine hit my tongue and gushed into my mouth. She controlled her flow so that none spilled out and I,for the first time in my life, was drinking a golden nectar. I looked up at her and our eyes made contact, and there was a slight smile on her face, eyes dancing with total pleasure as she looked down at me drinking her piss. What control she must have felt, and how lowly I felt, being her toilet.

She finally stopped and then again,without a word, turned around so that her perfectly formed ass was now over my face. I have been forever, an ass lover, and so I really enjoyed this view. Yet, I am also wondering why or what is she up to now. Little time elapsed and it became clear. This knockout female was not finished with her toilet needs. I realized this when she passed air and her warm fart hit my face, the odor was as we all know it to be. Yet, it was not repugnant to me. I was stunned, however, that she would do this to me without a word of warning. I gasped, and laid there helplessly restrained and looked up at her little pucker hole. It was moist and I saw it pushing out and dear God, I knew what she was about to do! I yelled out some moans or noise, but nothing stopped this scene she was about to do to me. I cannot tell you why, but my mouth was even then still open, my chin and lips wet from her urine, and now I was about to have some of her fecus fall into my mouth. I watched a little head ooze out of her asshole and then drop off. It was very small and I felt it in my mouth. What was I supposed to do with this? Well, she took care of that concern, for again she released a lot of golden nectar this time and filled my mouth quickly and that little turd just washed down my throat.

She, as quickly as she had begun, stopped, got off me and stood beside the bed. Looking at me with a smile, she released me from my bondage and aske me how I like all of that. I shook my head, still in disbelief, and told her I was dumbfounded. But she still had one more surprise for me. She said to me that now what just happened was merely an example of what she wanted me to do to her. It was her way to tell me what she wanted. Wow! She used me for that purpose.

Well, I tied her up on the bed as she had done to me, but I knew that I would never be able to do those same things to her. So, instead, I forced her to give me head. Then I turned her over on her belly and gave her a paddling on that luscious set of buns, but not even hard enough to cause a redness. I then told her I could not do any more to her.