wds0720 waits on the cold floor, kneeling, covered completely in tight black rubber, buffed to a dazzling shine. its hands are pinned behind its back. in its mouth is a tube that goes down its throat; the outer end of the tube fixed into a funnel that is propped in an upright position. another tube leads into wds0720’s nostrils, feeding it a constant stream of powerful poppers.

the latex suit is tight, the rubber smell is strong. the poppers are making wds0720 feel elated, weak, dizzy, hypnotized. the anticipation of what is to happen is making its worthless nub of a slavecock fight against its cruelly tight cockcage, giving it jabs of exquisite pain that both excite and scare it.

it is waiting to serve PERSONAL JESUS MASTER. it has been at work all day, earning more money in its well-paid job to dispense directly to its GODBOSS. it thinks with pride of MASTER’s most recent meal, paid for by wds0720: dom perignon champagne, chateaubriand steak, gold leaf coffee, every mouthful worth thousands. thinking of MASTER chewing and swallowing, drinking champagne, spending thousands earned by wds0720 for HIM makes the slave begin to leak precum into its cage.

the door opens. wds0720 hears this but sees nothing, as its eyes are covered with thick rubber. it senses GODMASTER standing before it, smells HIS exquisitely expensive rubber, HIS phenomenally expensive cologne, bought last month with a small part of the proceeds of the sale of wds0720’s apartment.

(wds0720 now lives in the basement of its parent’s house, spending every evening locked away, rubbered and poppered, mindlessly worshipping its GOD.)

wds0720 is hard as a rock; its caged slavecock in agony but leaking more precum. it feels PERSONAL JESUS MASTER’s Hand on the back of its head.

‘drink GODMASTER’s Holy Piss, fucking work drone slave,’ GODMASTER commands.

HIS Body is very close to wds0720 now. wds0720’s heart beats faster and faster, poppers flowing steadily into its nostrils as it sinks deeper into hypnosis at the sound of HIS Voice. MASTER holds wds0720’s head securely, positioning the funnel in order to use the slave as HIS urinal.

wds0720 tastes hot, strong piss, tastes a hint of the expensive food and champagne it has worked so hard to buy for MASTER. more and more piss flows; wds0720 gulps and swallows, excited beyond belief to be taking into its body the effluent, the very juice and essence of its MASTER, its GOD, its Universe. its slavecock strains in its cage, its heart beats harder and harder, it feels its control slipping away as it goes deeper, full loss of self in service and worship of GOD PERSONAL JESUS MASTER. its worthless slavecock twitches and suddenly cums, slaveseed shooting hard into its rubber suit.

it does not lose control over its mouth and throat, drinking down and swallowing every precious drop of MASTER’s Holy Piss. GODMASTER finishes and steps back, and wds0720 almost immediately feels a sense of loss and sadness that the encounter is over. but deep inside its shriveled, obsessed, focused slavebrain, a seed of deeper addiction has been planted and it knows already that it must go into work tomorrow and make a request for overtime so it can earn more, give more, worship, dispense and obey more.

GODMASTER has gone, the door closing behind HIM. another door opens and wds0720 knows it only has five minutes to dress in everyday clothes and leave. as it dresses, it tastes again the heady musk of PERSONAL JESUS MASTER’s Holy Piss on its tongue,

the taste it craves,

will pay to taste again.

                                                                                                            -wds0720

maybe you’re trying to fight it

but have you noticed yet …

just how rock hard your erection gets

and how powerfully you are able to cum

when you have Images of

PERSONAL JESUS MASTER

in your fucking head?