A feast of holy water

"The worship of beautiful women is the love of life!"—This simple yet profound quote comes from a legendary figure in the M (masochistic) world, a cheerful, generous, and unpretentious man, my idol. Countless times I've read this quote, and it fills me with emotion. Such a simple sentence, easy to say, yet so difficult to truly live by.
From a young age, I've had a deep interest in beautiful women, worshipping them and everything about them, especially their "holy water." Therefore, at the beginning of my community, I used the username "Soul Obsessed," meaning a deep-seated desire to be a slave at the feet of beautiful women, a toilet beneath their crotches.
I racked my brains searching for opportunities to fulfill this unusual fetish. If conditions allowed, I would have gone to Japan to become a male slave. Every day, I browsed the experiences of fellow enthusiasts in the community, thinking about my past decisions—to stop stealing "holy water" (I previously used this username to write about my experiences of stealing it). The itch inside me was unbearable! This repressed demonic desire eroded my nerves and corroded my will day and night. Like an addict addicted to drugs, the pain was unbearable!
This water should belong in heaven, how could it be on earth?
Finally, unable to contain myself any longer, one weekend, filled with adoration for beautiful women and reverence for the holy water, I braved the freezing cold and boarded the train for my holy water feast, arriving at my destination that very evening—a bar in Changchun.
Inside, my friends were waiting for me, so I sat down to chat and drink with them, while simultaneously taking in this place that was about to bring me hope and a remedy for my soul. The bar wasn't large, but its decor was unique, a blend of dynamism and warmth. My eyes were on the surroundings, my ears were listening to the beautiful singer's melodious voice, my mouth was sipping beer and chatting, but my mind was preoccupied with the holy water I was about to drink—in short, I was distracted… After three bottles of beer, I couldn't wait to head to where I belonged—the women's-only restroom.
The blue fluorescent lights cast a mysterious glow, and entering the space immediately created an atmosphere of urgency. Looking around, a folding box was quietly placed in a small but tidy space, with a transparent glass toilet seat embedded in it. It was truly ingenious. With the help of the bar manager, I lay down inside the folding box. It was small but comfortable to lie in. My head was just below the transparent toilet seat. With trembling hands, I placed a disposable pacifier on the toilet's drain, connecting it to the toilet seat. I put it in my mouth to test the angle of lying down, closed my eyes, and excitedly enjoyed the fantasies I had before the beautiful woman came.
About five minutes later, I heard footsteps outside. I opened my eyes in a panic, adjusted my lying position, and quickly put the pacifier in my mouth. My heart was pounding. I knew the beautiful woman had come to use the restroom. At that moment, I was incredibly nervous and excited. My mind was racing, imagining her image and her straddling me. Just then, the bathroom door opened. Through the glass toilet, I saw a tall, beautiful woman stride onto the toilet seat where I was lying. She unbuckled her belt, had a high nose and big eyes, and sported a trendy, non-mainstream look that was incredibly cute. She leaned over the toilet seat, and I stared at her. My heart was pounding in my chest, but I swallowed it back down.
Suddenly, the beautiful woman spat into the toilet bowl, the phlegm landing right in my eyes. Tiny bubbles of phlegm burst before my eyes, and at the same time, I saw a pair of feet stepping onto either side of my head. A beautiful voice came from above: "I'll shovel you dry!" A beautiful peach blossom garden and a dark forest appeared above my face, growing closer. I lay between the beautiful woman's legs, my pupils filled with her genitals so close to mine. I suffocated; time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Just as I was reveling in the beauty's embrace, she said from above, "You slut! Drink it all, not a drop! If you spill even a drop, you'll eat shit!" Her tone was contemptuous and stern. Before I could react, the sacred water from the beauty's body, the holy liquid I had been dreaming of, mixed with the jade nectar I had just tasted, flowed into my mouth. Instantly, my blood rushed to my head, filling my nerves and my brain. I hurriedly swallowed this sweet spring, making sounds I couldn't even understand myself: "Yes, this lowly slave thanks you for bestowing this holy water..." The flow was rapid and the volume was quite large. It took about a minute for it to slowly stop, and then I heard the beauty's threatening voice above me again. "Drink it all!" she said to me while elegantly wiping her lower body. Only then did I realize that although I was swallowing in large gulps, there was still quite a bit of holy water in the toilet. The beautiful woman pulled up her pants, looked down at the water level dropping, watched me taste the urine excreted from her body, spat out a mouthful of phlegm, turned and left, leaving me alone, my face flushed, swallowing. Only then did I come to my senses. It turned out that because of excessive tension, excitement and the suddenness of the event, I had no time to savor the taste of the holy water I longed for. So I slowed down and drank it slowly, tasting the holy water bestowed upon me by the beautiful woman like tea.
A touch of saltiness, a faint scent of holy water, cleansed my heart, lungs, and soul. I closed my eyes… A few minutes later, a slender, petite, and delicate beauty appeared before me. She glanced at the toilet bowl beneath her, then casually and naturally began to release her gushing fluids from her beautiful private parts. I quickly swallowed, this time mentally prepared, drinking slowly. The toilet bowl above me could temporarily hold the holy water, so I didn't rush to swallow, but rather savored each sip, appreciating the taste of the holy water from such a beautiful woman.
The young woman finished relieving herself, wiped her genitals, and then contemptuously uttered two words: “Bitch!” Her voice was soft, yet it resonated deep within me. At the same time, a mouthful of saliva landed on my head. Watching her pull up her pants and leave, I felt a strange sadness.
I lay quietly, the noise from the bar outside drifting in, but my heart was utterly calm. Wasn't this the tranquility I had longed for? Standing amidst the chaos of the world, yet with a undisturbed heart! This was exactly the atmosphere I wanted; all the dust in the world no longer concerned me.
A flurry of footsteps shattered the tranquility that belonged only to me. The bathroom door opened again, and a stylish woman entered. A tiny diamond was embedded in her face, dazzling under the dim blue light. Her pointed chin, slightly upturned lips, and sharp, bright eyes seemed to mock me as I prepared to receive her holy water. She straddled my head, skillfully unbuckled her belt, pulled down her pants, and squatted down, positioning her sacred opening against the toilet drain. Within seconds, a jet of hot spring water gushed down. "Is it good?" "!" I mumbled in response, "If it tastes good, drink it all!" Her tone left no room for argument. At the same time, the jet of water intensified, completely covering my vision and filling my mouth. I quickly took a deep breath, and the unique fragrance of the holy water rushed into my nostrils and lungs. "You're so cheap! You only deserve to drink my urine!!" Amidst the beauty's scolding, I gulped down this unparalleled, most exquisite drink, my eyes fixed on... The holy water that splashed across my face left my mind blank... In a daze, my vision cleared, and I awoke from my dream to find the pretty girl standing up, looking down at me, slowly fastening her belt. Her sexy lips parted slightly, and a mouthful of saliva entered my vision. My heart tightened instantly, and the air seemed to freeze... A little while later, a beautiful woman, elegant, dignified, and tall, with a pure and flawless appearance, strode over my head. I was amazed; how could there be such an untouched woman in the world? In an instant, her flower-like, sacred lower body appeared before me. My breathing quickened, and I spat out another mouthful of phlegm. Then, her flower-like vulva twitched twice, slowly releasing some white liquid that flowed into the hole in the toilet bowl, mixing with the saliva from before and flowing into my mouth. A slightly sour taste followed, flowing into my stomach. Just as I was basking in the afterglow, a flood of holy water suddenly rushed into my mouth. I couldn't keep up and hurriedly swallowed it in large gulps.
"I'll force-feed you to death, you slut!" she said from above. "Drink up!" I didn't even have time to catch my breath, and I quickly shoved the "supplies" into my stomach. "You slut! You're not even as good as my piss! You don't even deserve to drink my piss!"
"I wouldn't even piss for you to drink!!!" — I knew she meant it, and I felt utterly ashamed.
Amidst her humiliating taunts, I reluctantly drank all of her holy water. Whether it was from the beer or the holy water of four beautiful women, I felt waves of gas rising from my stomach, passing through my throat, and escaping through my mouth. I saw the delicate, tall beauty turn to leave, then suddenly turn back and spit violently into the toilet bowl. The saliva hit the glass with a loud "smack," probably because she heard my burping below and turned back to "reward" me with a mouthful of that coveted liquid before leisurely walking away.
My stomach was incredibly bloated, seemingly unable to hold any more holy water. I lay under the toilet bowl, letting the cold drops of holy water clinging to the rim hit my lips. I moved my head slightly, letting the cold, merciless slaps against my face, trying to clear my head, to make myself more awake!
I tried my best to digest the holy water in my stomach, but how could I control my stomach? I forced myself not to vomit.
After about five minutes, a noble and fair-skinned beauty appeared before me. Her noble appearance, sharp eyes, and cold demeanor exuded arrogance. Her fair and delicate skin made her stand like a goddess, looking down at "me"—the toilet—as if she were looking at an insignificant dog at her feet. Looking into her eyes, I suddenly felt incredibly small and terrified. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it. If I weren't lying under the toilet, I think I would have been forced to kneel at her feet, prostrating myself and submitting to her will. I started trembling, my breathing rapid. The space was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. She squatted down, presenting her inviolable private parts to the toilet.
I dared not look directly at her there. She was too noble; how could someone as lowly as me dare to peek at the sacredness of a goddess? I had no choice but to suck on the nipple, my gaze fixed on the junction between the nipple and the toilet drain, anxiously awaiting the holy water expelled from the goddess's body.
The holy water slowly flowed into my mouth, and I swallowed it slowly and carefully. Firstly, because my stomach was bloated, I swallowed very slowly, and each sip contained very little holy water. Secondly, it was an honor to drink the goddess's holy water; how could I wolf it down? At that moment, a cold voice rang in my ears: "Drink it now!!" The voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely intimidating. I shuddered, realizing that the toilet had accumulated a large amount of holy water due to my slowed swallowing—enough to fill half the toilet. I knew I had angered the goddess, and ignoring my stomach's protests, I quickly began to swallow as much as I could. I heard gurgling sounds coming from inside my body; the holy water wasn't flowing into my mouth anymore, but being sucked in and swallowed whole. "You filthy thing! Do you know what you are?! You're just a mixture of excrement and urine!!!"
"Drink it all!!!"
"Drink it all!!! Don't leave a single drop."
"I'll force-feed you, you slut!!!" she said coldly over my head. I trembled and struggled to drink it, while she spat on my head. In just over a minute, the holy water and the goddess's jade liquid had completely seeped into every inch of my body. I felt the holy water flowing into my blood and into my brain. My brain fluid had been replaced by her holy water. There was no more holy water in the toilet, but my mouth was still sucking on the pacifier with all my might.
After her elegant, graceful departure, I felt as if I were floating on clouds, my heart pounding, the small space under the toilet transformed into a fairyland. I was floating, my stomach bloated… Just as I was drifting, a series of heavy footsteps abruptly pulled me back to reality. I knew I was about to use my lowly mouth to receive the sacred waters of a beautiful woman again. I took a deep breath, composed myself, and the door opened. Another tall, beautiful woman, equally stunning, with jade-like skin, a perfect figure, and a pretty, lovely face with arched eyebrows and full cheeks, was a feast for the eyes. She leaned down and looked at me… She was looking at the toilet, and without saying a word, she straddled me. Her long, straight, beautiful legs straddled my head, and she expertly pulled down her pants, squatting above me without hesitation. Holy water instantly gushed forth from her fair, jade-like body. I had no time to think; I hurriedly sucked on the nipple like a baby, consuming the sacred offering from the beauty. The holy water, carrying her fragrance, flowed into my stomach, invading every inch of my abdomen. I felt lightheaded again. I couldn't hear what she said above me anymore, only remembering that after she finished, she spat into the toilet.
After she left, I lay dazed in the folding box, beneath the transparent toilet, with only one thought in my mind: what good deeds I must have done in my past life to be so fortunate as to drink the holy water of six goddess-like beauties in succession in this life! To be able to receive their sacred offerings beneath the crotch of such beauties is my honor! What a rare and precious thing this is! I will cherish it for a lifetime! To be their toilet is my blessing! I was born to be a human toilet for beautiful women.
As I drifted off to sleep, the bar manager came over and opened the box for me. Perhaps due to the alcohol, I swayed and crawled out. I glanced reluctantly at the toilet the beautiful women had just left behind; it still held their saliva, as well as remnants of holy water clinging to the surface and along the drain. I knelt down, reluctantly, and plunged my head into the toilet, carefully cleaning the remaining contents with my lowly tongue. Then I got up and helped the manager tidy the bathroom. I staggered back to the bar, chatted with the women for a while, drank another beer, went to the toilet a few times, and had a friend drive me to a hotel. I took a shower and lay down on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep. Perhaps only lying under that toilet could I sleep peacefully and sweetly. In my hazy state, my mind was filled with the blissful moments at the bar. One by one, beautiful women straddled my head, urinating above my face. My stomach churned from the "holy water," and I didn't sleep a wink all night. Even now, whenever I look up, the image of those beauties "bestowing" their "holy water" upon me flashes through my mind.
I dedicate this piece to thanking my friends who helped me, and to apologizing for my momentary lapse of judgment.
Also, I'm burning the midnight oil, kneeling on my bed, using my clumsy pen to express my gratitude to those six beauties. I have no way to repay their kindness, so I offer them this little poem: "Her beauty rivals that of Zhao Feiyan and Yang Guifei, surpasses that of Xi Shi and Diao Chan. Her
elegance surpasses that of the peony, her jade-like face shames even the magnolia. "
[The End]
[This post was edited by wangboshi2 on 2019-11-03 17:13]

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