Terrible Boss

[toseepee 723]

This is my first fictional story about pee. I realized I rarely see this scenario in porn and wanted to write something for it. 

Alison and Kate are both trans women, and I am a trans man, so please be respectful about that. 

Feedback is appreciated!

Enjoy!

Alison Lewis, the trim, blonde, 37 year old head IT manager of an up-and-coming tech hedge fund glanced at her phone as she packed up her things to leave the conference room. 12:47. So little time before her -ugh- 1pm meeting to run to her office and grab the files she needed.

She flicked her conservatively manucured acrylics through her blonde hair in irritation - the only nervous tic she allowed herself.
She hated when the office started on a new long term project - everyone in her IT department were completely incompetent. They dawdled at every possible moment, so of course the meeting had run late, as always. She was so busy with meetings she barely had time to piss...

Speaking of which, the healthy, organic juice she had drunk bottles of as part of a cleanse had been turned into a bladder full of healthy, organic piss. That would need to be let out and soon.

No matter. The bathroom was by the elevators. She could go on the way to the next meeting on the floor below her. She'd stop by her office quickly to grab the papers she'd left there and be fine - it wasnt like she'd have time to double back, since the bathrooms were in the opposite direction from her office. It was more efficient this way, anyway.

But as she walked to her office, her sensible heels clicking on the hardwood floor, she became worried she wouldn't be able to make it.

Her bladder twinged, and her steps grew slower, more deliberate as she fought to keep her urethra closed and her urine inside, while maintaining some composure.

What was worse was that the pressure on her bladder had given her a piss boner, but her swelling dick was tucked securly, painfullh between her legs in her compression panties.

Finally she made it to her corner office.
She passed her secretary, Kate, 23, a lazy and incompetent girl with obnoxiously dyed purple hair. She stayed late often to work (probably because she hadn't finished her work for the day on time). She worked a second job as a cook or nanny or something on the weekends, so she was always tired and complaining her feet hurt.
Lazy bitch.

Kate took a look at her boss and knew something was wrong. "Are you alright Alison?" Kate asked. "You look flushed."

"I'm fine. I'm late," came the uncharacteristically curt reply as Alison shuffled into her office.

The second the door clicked closed, however, she lost her composure. Her hand went straight under her pencil skirt and fished out her dick, hard from her all-consuming need, from the tight compression panties she wore. She gripped her cock tight in an effort to hold back the flow. Despite herself, a little dribble of hot clear pee leaked out of her swollen piss slit and onto her expansive desk. And then another. This was getting very bad.

There was no way she would make it to the bathroom, at least not without wetting herself. If she didn't find something to release her urine into soon, she wasn't going to have a choice. Her pee would be gushing out of her onto whatever surface was unfortunate enough to be in the way of her twitching cock.

Desperate to find a mug or bottle or something, she searched her desk. With one manicured hand she held her prick, and with the other she fumbled around her desk.

In her panic, she knocked a stack of heavy binders over onto the floor, making a tremendous noise. Startled, her pecker shot another spurt of piss onto the desk. Even worse, as she turned to look at the fallen binders, her still shooting prick sent another little spritz of urine onto the scatered papers. Thank god she had been drinking so much juice- her piss was as clear as water.

Just then, the door to her office opened and Kate came rushing in. "Alison, are you ok? You looked like you were sick and then I heard something heavy fall and..."
She fell silent as she saw her boss's hand gripped tight around her heavy, leaking cock.

In the presence of another person, Alison automatically switched back into her authoritative, calm mode.

"Kate I need you to find me something to relieve myself in. This is quite urgent. If you do not find something to contain my urine immediately, you will make an even bigger mess of my office."
Kate gulped, and immediately looked around the office, but found nothing. The pen holder was an art deco antique, with holes running along the bottom. There were no plants- Alison thought they were too messy. And the trash can was another art deco wire mesh piece. And Alison was religious about making Kate empty her trash; there weren't even any of Alison's expensive juice bottles around. There was nothing to contain liquid of any kind.

But liquid was coming. The spurts of piss shooting from Alison's dick had increased in frequency and volume. It was clear there was no more time to look for a container.

But Alison had an idea. She had a secretary. One who was lazy and incompetent,  but who would certainly be a good urinal, even if she wasn't a good secretary... she couldn't though... but she had to. It was an emergency.

In the calmest voice she could manage, Alison asked, "Kate, you need to drink my urine. It might be unpleasant, but it is the most expediant solution right now. After all, if you had just brought my files to me like I asked, I would not be in this position. I would hate for this incident to show up on your performance review."

Kate bristled -Alison had not, in fact, asked Kate to bring her the files, but Kate knew Alison would never admit that it was Alison herself who forgot them- but as if to puncuate the urgency of Alison's need, another spray of piss hit the floor, startling Kate out of her thoughts.

"What? But there's nothing for you to pee in.. if you're worried about overflowing the container, we have to fi-"

"No, try and keep up. I mean I would release into your mouth, and seeing as we do not have another appropriate receptacle, you would need to swallow it to avoid making a mess."

Kate was uncertain. This was wrong, and humiliating, but Alison had put it so mildly, like it was an obvious solution. It sounded almost reasonable. "Um, ok. I'll do it. How should I..."

She didn't have a chance to finish, as Alison grabbed Kate by the shoulders and pushed her onto her knees. Her cock was already in her hand to guide it into Kate's warm, tight throat.

Almost as soon as the blonde woman's prick was inside Kate's throat, the deluge began. The muscles of Alison's bladder finally gave out, and hot piss gushed out of her piss slit and into the secretary's throat.
Her hands moved to the back of Kate's head unconsciously, holding her in place.

She had been so full that she didnt even feel relief immediately, her bladder was aching from all the liquid still inside it. Impatient to feel that relief of being empty, she pissed harder, and her powerful stream became a torrent. She gripped Kate's head harder, dimmly aware of her secretary's struggling.
"Ooooooh~" Alison sighed, in almost orgasmic relief as her bladder finally went from bursting to merely overfull.

Kate, howerver, was being overwhelmed. The flood of piss was more than she could handle. She couldn't possibly talk with her boss's cock thrust down her throat, the most she could manage was muffled, panicked moans. She tried to pull back, but Alison's hands were holding her securely in place.

The cock shoved in her mouth had been big when it entered her, but now it had swelled to form almost a perfect plug sealing her mouth. A little trickle of piss flowed out of the corners of her mouth, but that was a drop in the ocean of urine flowing down into her stomach. She swallowed desperately, trying not to drown. Her head swam. She gulped and gulped, and still more hot piss gushed from Alison's massive cock into her throat. As she swallowed, her own cock started to give interested twitches, swelling with arousal.

Alison was finally feeling relief and able to think a little more clearly. She had always had a big bladder capacity, but she was suprised at how much she was pissing this time. She really should have excused herself to visit the ladies room earlier. The slight social faux pas of leaving the meeting was nothing compared to almost wetting herself.
Part of her wished she could just have Kate sit under the conference table at meetings and guzzle her piss as needed. It would certainly be efficient, if socially unacceptable.

She thought back to her days in college and later as a programmer, working on projects. She had been just as put together and confident then as she was now. It had been her guilty pleasure when she was working to forgo the toilet and just let loose into a couple big jugs of lemon and ginger tea she had kept for the purpose. She told herself it was to maximize efficiency, since it was faster thsn getting up to visit the restroom, but there was something about sticking her long cock into the mouth of the bottle and seeing her piss filling it up, marvelling at being able to fill a two-liter jug with ease. Sometimes even having to use two, when she was really desperate.

Her prick was in a different mouth now. A much warmer, wetter mouth. She could feel Kate's throat muscles contract as she swallowed. The stimulation caused her cock to lengthen, until Kate almost didn't need to swallow. The piss just flowed right down into her stomach.

"You don't have a gag reflex? God, you're not just lazy, you're a slut too."

Kate just tried to breathe as much as she could and not pass out. The torrent of piss was slowing, thank god. She felt her stomach filling. How much piss did her shitty boss have inside her little body, anyway?

But as Alison's cock flooded her throat, Kate felt her own cock swelling more and more. And hers wasn't as perfectly tucked as her boss's had been. She couldn't see it, but she felt her slim prick forming a tent in her skirt. What was wrong with her? Was she somehow turned on by this? By being degraded? By being treated so roughly? By being used as a urinal? She didn't know.

Alison's piss flowed and flowed. She even started moving Kate's head back and forth-she thought subtly- enjoying a warm throat on her hard member. She really needed to get laid more, relax a little and not work so much.

Finally her piss trickled to a stop. She pushed out one little stream, and another, and let Kate's head go.

The secretary's mouth came off her boss's dick with a little pop and she gasped for breath. As if to further insult her, Alison pushed out one very last squirt of piss onto her blue-faced secretary. The piss drops landed mostly in her hair and half closed eyes.

Kate's cock jumped dramatically at this new insult.
Not that the added piss mattered much. Kate's blouse was transparent from the piss that had trickled out of the corners of her mouth, and her makeup had smeared to a ghastly state.

Alison, of course, looked immaculate. As Kate sputtered and coughed, her much relieved boss tucked her hard cock back into her panties, grabbed the files she had needed, and turned to leave. "Pick up those binders, would you? And Jesus, looks like you enjoyed that, didn't you? Learn to tuck better."

With that, she clicked out the door.
Kate stood alone in her boss's office, cock throbbing, face wet with tears and piss, and didn't know what to do.

[clay6 297]

What an amazing and sexy story. 

[hotwetslut 81]

id love a part 2 to this. wow

[Misha 6]

On 3/11/2021 at 3:07 PM, hotwetslut said:

id love a part 2 to this. wow

Agreed

[toseepee 723]

On 3/11/2021 at 1:07 PM, hotwetslut said:

id love a part 2 to this. wow

I am planning on writing more about these two ladies! In particular, I want to give Kate some more power in a next part, since she certainly gets a rough treatment in this one. 

[toseepee 723]

Part 2

Same thing. Two trans women, one uses the other's mouth as a urinal. Poor Kate just can't catch a break. She needs a new job tbh

 

 

Allison had thought nothing of her encounter with her secretary. Why should she? Kate was barely adequate at her personal assistant duties. The least she could do was pick up slack as a urinal. In fact, she should really add serving as a personal toilet to her secretary's job description.

A few weeks passed, with Allison's workload steadily increasing as the new project ramped up. If she hadn't had time to pee before, she certainly didn't now.
Still she hadn't let herself get as desperate as she had been that first time. Yet.

It happened one day while Allison was working late. The deadline for filing work permits was fast approaching, but an unexpected change meant the request needed to be revised.
So Allison was still at the office at 12am on Thursday night. Which meant Kate was still there too, working on a different part of the same document.

Allison shifted in her seat and downed the last of her coffee. She hadn't relieved herself since well before her takeout lunch-that was before her 2pm meeting- so the last time she'd pissed was around 10 hours ago. And the Thai iced tea she'd had then had been joined by first one coffee and then another.

She had a strong bladder, but that was a bit long to wait even for her, especially with all that caffeine. How had she lost track of time like that? Ah well. She would finish this page of edits and then get up to visit the lady's room.

But her bladder gave a painful twinge to let her know it meant business. Allison winced and gently grabbed her pecker. But otherwise she ignored her body. She needed to get this done. And only someone with a weak control of their body would stop working just to tend to animal needs.

She worked for a few more minutes, checking plans and budgets. But finally her bladder would not let her ignore it any longer. She felt a spasm go through her pisser and a tiny spurt of urine escape the tip of her dick. This was much worse than she thought. She stood up immediately, only for the movement to cause her to lose a bit of control and leak more. Her panties now felt just slightly damp. This was not good. Even this late, there were people in the office, and they would see her if she walked out clutching her crotch.

Oh but Kate was still here. She could just get Kate to help. After all, she had done it before. Why not now? So Allison sat back at her desk and called Kate into her office.

Kate entered just a moment later, shuffling a bit. She had just been about to go take a piss herself when Allison called her in.
Allison was seated at her desk, nothing apparently amiss. The desk obscured her clenched legs and the hand gripping her leaking cock.

Allison wasn't sure the best way to ask, but she didn't have time to decide what to say. This was urgent.

"Listen Kate, some people have been working hard today, and just haven't had the time to visit the ladies room. Be a team player and drink it for me." With that, she looked meaningfully down at her crotch.
Kate was stunned, not at Allison's request. She had thought Allison would pull something like this again. No, she was stunned because she wanted to say yes. Every day she had thought about her boss's cock flowing into her mouth, about swallowing down all that clear sweet piss.

Wordlessly she walked behind the desk and fell to her knees, hoping her manager wouldn't see the growing bulge in her chinos.

"Come on take it out. I don't have all day."
Quickly Kate took hold of Allison's dripping cock. A little piss shot out and onto her face when she had to let go to get Allison's damp panties off. She held it tight until she got it into her mouth, trying to hold all that piss in with just her hand. As soon as she let her hand go, the floodgates opened.

Clearly, Alison was off her juice cleanse. The urine spraying into Kate's mouth was bitter, not salty, but stinking of coffee. Disgusting and foul, the tired secretary tried to swallow as quickly as she could but there was no avoiding the acrid taste.

Alison's cock pulsed with the torrential flow off piss coming out of her. She'd seriously been bursting, and the relief of her bladder relaxing, no longer holding in all that pee, was orgasmic. Feeling completely at ease, she ler her eyes roll back and sighed heavily.

Kate did an admirable job really, sucking down wee almost as fast as her boss could release it. Almost. Some still leaked out the sides of her mouth and ran down her chin, staining her white oxford shirt. The constant swallowing without a pause for air was making her light-headed and her lungs burned, but she couldn't stand having her boss's piss in her mouth long enough to take a breath. But her heart raced and she could feel blood pumping between her legs and tenting her pants.

Alison peed at a steady rate for a minute or so, paying no mind to her employee's need to breathe or the dehydrated, bitter coffee taste her urine must have. This was finally time just for her. To relax. To be here now, in this moment, in touch with her body and enjoying the pleasure of a much-needed piss and the warm mouth on her cock. It was almost like meditation, though she the idea of sharing this experience with her hot yoga class made her chuckle. And she usually didn't start to get hard while doing her guided meditation.

When Alison's stream slowed down, Kate was able to catch a breath. It meant holding that rank urine in her mouth for longer, making her really taste the piss, but at least she could get some oxygen into her lungs. And there was something... pleasant. About the taste, now that she had drunk so much of it. Strong but heady, like an old musky perfume.

The last of Alison's piss trickled out at a leisurely pace, and she sighed heavily as her bladder reached a blissful emptiness, "I really needed that." She squeezed her muscles to rid herself of the last of her urine and pulled out of Kate's mouth with a pop.

Immediately struck with a wave of exhaustion now that she wasn't concentrating on holding her bladder, the older blonde yawned and announced she was going home for the night. "Clean up here, will you Kate? And," she said,  looking down at her secretary's yellow stained shirt, "try not to spill so much next time."

Alison stuffed her dick back in her pants, but had trouble tucking. The feeling of the warm wet mouth had given her a considerable chub, but when she was satisfied with the arrangement of her cock, she gathered up her things and left for the night.

Kate remained sat on the floor, hard as a rock, and still a bit breathless, left with the sure knowledge that she really really did want there to be a next time.

[Peenicks 853]

Yes! I was hoping this story would come back soon! I don't know if you plan to make more parts but you've done a wonderful job yet again ☺️

[toseepee 723]

Thank you so much! I'm glad to hear you liked it!