Draco kept his promise to Hermione and gifted her husband a membership to his personal gym. With all its amenities like pools and saunas, tennis courts, open bar. And of course shower facilities and storage areas for guest belongings, like a change of clothes. Or several.
And since Ron was getting cleaned up and changed after work, Draco felt like there was really no limit to the disgusting things he could make Ron do at work.
Draco had a new construction project done over the weekend for his own amusement. A new urinal.
With a head hole in it. And hand holes on both sides.
“Like a stockade?” The men had laughed as they installed it.
Yes exactly like a stockade.
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Draco couldn’t contain his excitement as he called Ron down to his office. He could barely contain his bladder.
Draco may have been holding it in and drinking extra water just so he’d have plenty of piss to christen his new urinal. And now he really couldn’t wait. He fidgeted in his seat waiting for Ron.
When he finally showed up, Draco couldn’t keep the sadistic smile off his face.
“I have a new project for you to work on today. Follow me.” Draco said.
He stood and walked out the door, confident that Weasley was right behind him.
He led Weasley to a little supply closet next to the bathroom, and stopped to unlock the door.
Inside it seemed like an ordinary closet, but there were some odd holes in the wall. Draco ordered Ron to stick his hands into the smaller holes.
As soon as he did, Draco snapped the cuffs into place so Ron couldn’t remove his hands.
“Ok, you got me, now let me out.” Ron tried.
But Draco’s smile was wicked.
When Ron refused to stick his head in the hole Draco shoved him in. And then locked him in place with the collar that matched the cuffs.
Ron flailed and kicked. He tried to get out of the stockade. But he was trapped.
Draco laughed as he left him in the closet and locked the door behind him.
Draco didn’t get far though. He only went to the bathroom where he could talk with Ron’s face in the urinal.
He wasn’t there to talk though. Draco laughed cruelly as he unzipped his pants in front of Ron’s urinal.
And then, blissfully, he was able to empty his bladder.
Maybe it was mean to aim for the eyes. Maybe it was worse to aim for the mouth. Draco wasn’t sure. But he was sure that Ron’s coughing and sputtering was music to his ears.
Draco finished pissing on Ron’s face and shook the last drops of pee off his dick towards the urinal. Not wanting to let a single drop of piss go to waste when it could be soaking Weasley.
Draco could hear Ron begging to be let out while he was washing his hands. He ignored him.
Then someone else came in to use the bathroom. Draco didn’t know him.
“Blaise! Blaise! Help me please. It’s just in the closet next to the bathroom.” Ron begged the guy, Blaise.
Blaise looked from the urinal to Draco, like he was asking permission.
Draco smiled cruelly.
“Don’t. Weasley is completing a very special assignment today and he needs to stay in that exact spot..” Draco said.
Then he smirked.
“You’re welcome to use that urinal if you like. It’s still fully functional.” He added.
Blaise looked from Draco to Ron and back again, clearly thinking. Before his lip turned up in a small smirk.
Ron begged him to pee somewhere else but Blaise ignored him and pissed right there. In that urinal. Right on his face.
“Good choice.” Draco said to Blaise before leaving the bathroom.
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Gossip spread quickly through the office. That Ron was in a urinal. That Draco wanted everyone to pee in that urinal. That it was a really easy way to get on the boss’s good side to just piss on Ron’s face.
Soon there was a line for the bathroom.
Even with two or three dicks pissing at a time, the line didn’t seem to be shrinking.
Draco came back a few hours later just to check on Ron but he never expected this.
Ron was in the middle of a never-ending golden shower.
It seemed like every single employee in the office was here just to empty their bladder on Ron’s face.
Draco left the bathroom laughing.
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Around 5 o’clock there was still a huge line for the bathroom.
All these people trying to impress him. Or maybe some of them really just wanted to pee on Ron. Either way he wouldn’t deny them.
Draco picked up the phone and dialed Ron’s wife.
“I’m afraid I’m already breaking my promise to you.” He said.
“He’s coming home covered in piss?” Hermione asked.
“He’s not coming home at all. I promise I’ll pay him handsomely for the overtime.”
Hermione didn’t respond.
“Also yes when he finally does come home he’ll be soaking wet with piss.” Draco said.
“Well, thank you for letting me know.” Hermione said.
She was about to hang up but Draco blurted out “wait!”
“There’s really no reason for you to be home alone and bored while your husband is…occupied. Let me take you out.”
Hermione chuckled.
“And what does ‘occupied’ mean?” She asked.
“His face is stuck inside a urinal and I think everyone who works here is lined up to piss on him.” Draco told her.
Draco could hear the smirk in her voice through the phone.
“Pick me up in an hour?” She said.
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Draco wondered if Weasley would ever find out he was fucking his wife.
He almost seemed too pathetic to piss on. Almost. But Ron wasn’t in his office.
Suddenly Draco realized he never came back to the office after his date with Hermione. He rushed to the bathroom and sure enough Ron was still in his urinal.
He was crusty with dried piss and about to fall asleep standing up he was so exhausted.
Draco went back to the closet and freed Ron’s wrists and neck from the urinal.
He immediately collapsed on the floor and fell asleep right there in the closet.
Draco let him sleep.
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Ron woke up soaking wet. Covered in fresh piss.
The head hole in the urinal was still just a big hole, and everyone from yesterday could see him sleeping through it. So they decided to use the Ron urinal anyway.
Filling the closet with urine while he slept. Ron’s shoes squished in the ankle deep water. No, not water. Piss. In the ankle deep piss. He tried to open the door but it was locked.
Then another stream of fresh piss was coming in from the bathroom. Adding to the closet flood.
Draco, once again, forgot about Ron. He was on another date with Ron’s wife.
Hermione was cumming on Draco’s dick. Moaning his name. Cuddling with Draco in his king size bed.
While Ron was trapped in a closet that was filling up with piss.