As the morning sun began to rise over the lush, verdant forest, Steffi and I, two dominatrix friends, were on the hunt for some fresh entertainment. Our eyes fell on a path that wound its way through the trees, beckoning us with the promise of adventure. With determined steps, we followed it, eager to see what new delights awaited us.
Our hearts raced with excitement as we spotted a figure in the distance, trudging along the trail. It was our slave, Outdoor and Public. He looked up, his eyes meeting ours warily. A slow grin spread across my face as I pulled out a leash, snapping it onto the collar around his neck. My girlfriend Steffi grabbed a bag of holding and handed it to me.
"Let's have some fun," she purred, her fingers tracing along the outline of the bag.
We walked up to our slave, Outdoor and Public, with a sense of purpose. His eyes darted back and forth between us, his heart pounding in his chest. We guided him off the main trail, further into the woods where we knew we wouldn't be disturbed.
"Kneel down," Steffi commanded, her voice ringing with authority.
Our slave, Outdoor and Public, trembled but obeyed, lowering himself onto his knees in front of us. The fear in his eyes was palpable as he realized what we had in store for him. With a smirk, I pulled out the bag of holding and emptied it on the ground. It was filled with our piss, a golden stream cascading out of it, forming a small pool at his feet.
"Drink," Steffi ordered.
Our slave, Outdoor and Public, hesitated for a moment before bending down and taking a big gulp from the pool of urine. I could see his face scrunch up in disgust, but he swallowed it down, determined not to disobey us. One by one, we both pissed into his mouth, filling it up with our warm golden liquid. He choked and gagged, but he continued to swallow, his lips and chin dripping with our pee.
Once we were satisfied that he had swallowed every drop, we moved on to the next part of our plan. With a wicked glint in her eye, Steffi pulled down her pants, revealing her hairy, steaming cunt to our slave, Outdoor and Public. She motioned for him to lean forward and he complied, his face now only inches from her pussy. With a forceful thrust, she pushed his head into her cunt, making him taste every inch of her juices.
I pulled out my strap-on dildo, which was twice the size of my cock, and positioned it at his ass. Without warning, I rammed it into him, filling him up and causing him to yelp in pain. We took turns fucking him, our hips slamming against his back as we drove him deeper and deeper into submission.
After a while, we withdrew from him, leaving him spent and aching. Steffi stood before him, her body glistening with sweat and her cunt still dripping with her essence. She snapped her fingers and he immediately knelt down, opening his mouth wide to receive her next command. With a pleased smile, she leaned over and stuck her used, dirty finger into his mouth, making him taste her juices once again.
As we walked back along the trail, people began to emerge from their homes or head out for their morning runs. Some glanced at us curiously, while others averted their eyes in disgust. It didn't matter to us - we knew that they were witnesses to our power, our dominance over our pathetic slave, Outdoor and Public. We continued down the trail, our newfound sense of satisfaction lingering in the air like a sweet, intoxicating perfume.
