Emiri gazed down upon the nameless slave, who was bound to the floor. He looked at her with anticipation, awaiting her daily gift of golden nectar. Emiri desired for the slave to yearn for it with his eyes. His eyes were filled with hunger for her pee, the salty warmth soothing his throat and making him feel complete. All he wanted was to drink Emiri’s magnificent urine all day, until his stomach ached from the fullness. The Mistress lowered her pussy lips near his mouth, feeling his warm breath with anticipation. Slowly, she began releasing her salty urine into the slave’s mouth. She could even hear the gurgling of her urine in his mouth as it filled to capacity. And then she gave him even more, so he would swallow quickly.