Somehow she knew this was where she was destined to be, on her hands and knees, groveling on a carpet in front of her master. He walked around her, silent in his accusation. He looked at the darkened spot on the carpet. He shook his head and looked between her legs. He knelt down behind her, spread her pussy lips with his fingers and tentatively smelled her aroma.
"You made this puddle on the carpet." He said as he stood up. He grabbed the short leash attached to her collar and gave it a firm tug, forcing her to move around to face the soiled carpet. He grabbed her hair and pushed her nose into the cold urine soaked carpet. He held her there until she was forced to breath in the harsh ammonia scent assailing her nostrils. She fought to get away from the stink, but he held her head there.
"This is your punishment for making a mess." He lifted his hand from her head and she moved her head up slightly. He walked behind her and dropped his pants. She felt his fingers on her sex, pressing inside her. She was so wet from the humiliation she hung her head.
"Submit like a good little bitch."
She dropped on her elbows, sticking her ass up in the air. Her nose came perilously close to the wet stain on the floor and she turned her head.
"Put your nose into it!" She turned her head back to the sharp scent and faced her shameful puddle. Master's dick slid forcefully into her hot pussy and she gasped, taking a noseful of the ripe piss inches away from her face. As his hard cock slid in and out of her, pounding her pussy mercilessly, she whimpered and tears streamed down her face. His rough, hairy balls slapped her tender clit over and over again, bringing her so close to orgasm she willfully sucked in the aroma of the soiled carpet.
As he felt his orgasm coming close, he pulled on the leash, bringing her head back and causing her to see stars. The asphyxia portion of her kink was desperately required in order for her to orgasm. He released the tension on the leash and the collar loosened around her neck. She gasped for air.
As he reached his own orgasm, he pulled the leash taut again and the world started to spin for her. The muscles inside her twat clenched as she came. She cried out in a whisper as the air could barely make it past the constriction around her throat. He released the leash again and she completed her orgasm, shuddering on the floor as the rough carpet grazed against her nipples. Her breathing came in short, shallow breaths. Her face rested in the cold urine on the floor. She smiled at the complete humiliation and wonderful orgasm that continued to buck through her inner folds.
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