Custom from 2012. I'm chained to the toilet in a little top, tight leggings, and extremely high strappy shiny sandals. I'm miserable and afraid, and my predator enters, unzipping my pants. He makes me raise my painted face for his piss and unloads a prodigious amount of stinking foul hot liquid all over my face and it soaks my hair and shirt too. There is no escape. But there is more, and this time, he makes me open my mouth. Afterwards I'm left there, soaked in piss and degraded to the max, wretching into the stinking piss-filled bowl.