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again. Sayuri Anzu said, "That'll keep you
from pissing." I couldn't release either the ropes or my blad-
der. I needed relief fast. I said, "Mistress, what must I
endure and what must I do for you to earn the right to piss?"
Betty hmmm'ed and smiled and got up from the bed. She
ran to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of wine. She
opened it and drank about half. Sayuri Anzu then poured the rest into
my mouth, except for one swallow. Sayuri Anzu sat down between my legs,
bending and spreading them, exposing everything from my balls
down. Betty stuck Sayuri's middle finger in Sayuri's mouth and covered it
with saliva. Sayuri Anzu then took Sayuri's finger and started rubbing it
around my anus, pressing Sayuri's way in gently. Betty kept her
finger wet and soon had it all the way up my rear. Then Sayuri Anzu took
the wine bottle and used Sayuri's tongue to spread a large amount of
saliva around it. Sayuri Anzu removed Sayuri's finger from my anus and I felt
the cold bottle against it. My anus clinched up from the cold,
but Betty gently pushed and twisted the bottle. After a short
time it finally got past my sphincter. Sayuri Anzu tilted the bottle up
and I felt the rest of cold wine rush into my rectum. Betty
gently pushed the bottle in as far as it would go and left it.
Sayuri Anzu move up and squatted over
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