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In the dimly lit room, a bound woman, her body trembling with anticipation, awaits her master's command. He stands over her, his voice a low growl, "Piss, my pet." She hesitates, then obeys, her bladder releasing a torrent of warm liquid onto the floor. The master watches, his cock hardening at the sight of her humiliation and pleasure entwined. He commands her to lick it up, his voice thick with desire, as she eagerly complies, her tongue lapping up her own golden nectar.