I'm chained to the plumbing in the mens room at the stripper bar. Someone has written "piss mop" on my forehead in lipstick. The guys come in and see me. They like what they see. They make crude, filthy comments about me. Then they take out their cocks and they piss on me.
Of course, my clothes quickly become transparent. Also I start to get chilled in between strangers using my face and my huge tits for a urinal. So I crave fresh, hot piss because it's so nice and warm.
Since it's a stripper bar, many of the men have just enjoyed a table dance when they come into the mens room, so they're real excited. Some of them are still somewhat hard. They see me and their eyes get real big. They take out their dicks and instead of pissing on me, they start jerking off.
They stand real close, and they start stroking their cocks right in my face. I can't do anything, I'm shackled and locked to the plumbing fixtures. I'm helpless, I can't do anything about what is happening to me. All I can do is look at them while they masturbate in my face. They can see that I'm drenched in other people's urine already. They can see how incredibly turned on I am by the situation I'm in. They stare at my tits, my piss-soaked lingerie clinging to my body.
Some of the men talk to me. They ask me if I like being a dirty fucking piss whore, and I whisper "Yes, sir". One of them says, "I didn't hear you, bitch". I look up at him as he lazily strokes his cock, and I say "Yes, sir, I love being a dirty fucking piss whore".
Other people come in, and start pissing on my head from the side. I feel the hot piss cascading down over my breasts. My gaze is locked on the masturbating cock that's right in front of my face. He's nice and thick and hard, and he's been spitting on his cock so it's wet and slimy. He's stroking it hard. I look up at him, through all the piss that's streaming down my face. I smile and open my mouth as wide as I can.