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Sydney Submits
(Emily Sinclaire)

Waking to the aromas of breakfast and the urgent need to relieve herself, Sydney rolled out of bed and rushed through the house to find her best friend in the kitchen just about to pour the first round of pancakes into the pan. "I need to pee," she said.

Turning from the stove, Lexie saw that her best friend was not only butt naked, but without the mask she left her to wear as well. "Morning, sleepyhead. Um, I think you forgot..."

"You said if I ever wanted to use you as my toilet you'd gladly drink it so unless you lied then..."

"I didn't lie, but before I..."

"Dammit, Lexie, I'm about to piss myself so please be my toilet before I go on the floor like a damn dog."

"I will, but..."

"No buts. You pissed down my damn throat last night without warning. At least I'm asking," Sydney said as she walked up to her best friend. "Now please get on your knees and drink."

"But the..."

"Drink!"

Sighing, Lexie got on her knees and barely covered Sydney's vulva with her mouth when it was suddenly filled with pungent warmth. Relaxing her gag reflex, she let it slide down without effort and when it came to a stop she immediately started licking. After a few seconds she stopped, but a hand on the back of her head drew her in.

"Mmmm...for the love of all that is holy please don't stop. D-Do, uhn, do what you did last night!"

On the one hand Lexie really wanted to pleasure her best friend, but on the other she did not want to burn breakfast so she quickly pulled away and got to her feet. "Sorry, babe, but I don't want to ruin breakfast. That being said..."

"That's okay. Can we pick up where you left off afterwards?"

"Absolutely, but I have to ask why you're not wearing the mask I sat out for you."

"What mask?"

"The one sitting on the dresser. Didn't you read the note?"

"Note?"

"The one clearly hanging on the bedroom door saying that the cameras would be back on and that unless you wanted to be seen on the internet you should wear the mask sitting on the dresser?"

"I didn't see any note. Wait! Oh god! Please tell me that wasn't recorded!"

"It wasn't recorded."

"Oh, thank god!"

"It was streamed live on my website where, last I checked, at least eighty thousand people watched."

"OH GOD! NO! NONONONONONONO!" Sydney panicked. "You have to delete it!"

"There's nothing to delete, Sydney. It's streamed live." That, of course, was a lie. While the cameras were indeed streaming live, they were also recording and saving everything to her private server to be edited and posted as stand-alone videos at a later date. 

"Why the hell didn't you tell me the cameras were back on before I asked you to drink my pee? God damn it, Lexie! I could get fired for this!"