Every kink I have ever had has led me to this moment. I love to play the powerful Domme and I love to play with an appreciative submissive.

Tonight's submissive is called James. James has been disobedient. James went against my strict instructions.

I told James not to masturbate for three days before we met. He masturbated yesterday. Now he has to be punished.

I chose the bathroom for his humiliation. James needs to be naked for what I have planned.

"You think it's okay to masturbate without my permission, do you?" I ask, emphasizing 'my permission.' He looks excited. His penis is very hard and he is grinning.

I watch him pumping his little cock in the bath below me as I stand over him in my black leather heels, sheer stockings and my panties held to one side, ready to let go.

Hardly bathroom attire but we aren't here to bathe.

My black basque holds my huge tits and wide, mature hips in a coke-bottle shape. I feel powerful like this. I feel in control. I am in control.

Also, it isn't often I let a submissive film our meets but James was so keen and had sent me so many messages for months about this exact scenario, that I gave in and where was the harm as long as I am the one doing the filming.

His eyes watch my plump pussy with excitement. I squeeze my mons. I want it to bulge so he can see how full his Mistress' pussy is. My bladder is full. I could easily let go now. But I hold it in. All of this piss is for him. He has been asking for it. Now he is going to get it.

I bring my arms together to enhance my cleavage. He loves it. He loves big tits. He submits to the tits.

He keeps looking up at me, like he is trying to anticipate the exact moment his reward will start to flow.

"Reward, you ask?"

You might think being made to lie in a bathtub while a woman, who has just been barking orders at you, tells you to play with your erect cock and open your mouth because she is going to use your open mouth as a toilet... "how is that a reward?"

In James' world, this is the best reward a sissy boy like him could ever have. Apart from being made to insert huge toys in his anus... but this is up there with special treats.

James is the biggest Sub I have ever spoken to. He needs humiliation and degradation to feel turned on. He cannot cum without it. He cannot hold down a healthy loving relationship. This is what he needs.

I zoom in on his face with the phone. He looks alive.

I bring it closer to his face to capture his expression in his eyes as I pull my red satin panties all the way to the side. I spread the folds of my pussy so he can see the shiny wet pink lips that are about to soak him in warm piss.

His eyes look tormented and it looks like he is going to cum before he gets his reward. I pull the phone back up so I can record the whole view as I let him have it.

His whole upper body is on the screen.

"Right then, James... or should I say Sissy Boy... this is what you get for masturbating that naughty cock when I told you not to. You know my standards are high and you fell short, YET AGAIN," I hiss, loud and clear for the video, "You need to be punished and you need to learn that Mistress will not tolerate this kind of disobedience."

The first few drops escape my bladder and drip onto his belly. Then it's a stream. A faint yellow stream, sputtering to begin with but narrow and aimed at his chest as I gain control of the flow.

His face is a picture on the phone screen; he is going to love playing with that cock over this one.

The stream of piss traces up to his face and floods his open mouth. He tries his hardest to drink it all but some of it flows out of his mouth and down over his neck and chest.

I dip down to film the piss coming out of his mouth and over his neck, a real close up before angling it down to where he is frantically beating his cock, just in time for a thick wad of cum to shoot out, narrowly missing his phone.

His sticky mess clings to the hair around his belly button and pools with my piss.

It's a scene of filth and depravity but it is James' idea of heaven.

Being soaked in a Mistress' piss is what James has been masturbating over for years now and I am glad to have finally made it happen for him.

...

"Are you going to send me a copy of that, like we agreed?" I ask, as James towels himself off after the shower.

"I might," he says, pulling his phone close to his chest like he is keeping it from me. "Or maybe I will say no."

He smiles and holds the phone in the air above his head, well away from me.

"You do realise I will have to punish you all over again..." I say, smirking.

"How many times do I have to tell you, you can't threaten me with a good time!"