Slutory stands over Ivy, his cock out, ready to assert his dominance. Ivy, her eyes cast down, waits in anticipation. The first warm stream hits her lips, and she hesitates before opening up, allowing the piss to fill her mouth. She struggles to swallow, some dripping down her chin, onto her breasts. The bathroom echoes with her gagging sounds, the smell of piss filling the air. Slutory continues, aiming at her face, her hair, making her clean it up with her tongue, her body wracked with shame and submission.