Eiji fell to the ground, averting his gaze from his mistresses to avoid their piercing stares, which would warrant him harsh slaps. The older mistress sneered maliciously at Eiji’s pitiful state, his mouth agape, yearning for the vile-smelling piss. She had been holding her pee for hours, intending to empty her bladder into the slave’s unworthy mouth. Her urine was dark-colored and tasted horrendous due to its staleness. However, the slave did not let a single drop escape his mouth, his empty stomach churning from the taste and viscosity of the fluid. He swallowed obediently for a whole minute, his belly protesting from being filled with the rancid pee. The younger mistress had poor aim and urinated all over Eiji’s face, causing his eyes to sting, and his face to be coated with a salty, yellowish tinge that he secretly wished he could bathe in. The younger mistress’ pee was light and refreshing, an ideal drink for daily consumption.