Chinese Scat Love - Hot Goddess Feeds the Tied up Toilet Slave with Her Holy Water in a Bottle while Teasing His Nipples

Lying on the floor in the goddess’s lavish bathroom, the toilet slave felt the warmth of her sacred liquid being poured onto his quivering body. His heart raced as he watched the hot goddess pick up a golden bottle filled with her holy water and bring it close to his mouth. With her other hand, she gently massaged his exposed cock, eliciting moans of pleasure from him. The toilet slave couldn't believe his luck; he was truly being treated like a king by this beautiful goddess. As he opened his mouth, he felt the coolness of the liquid on his tongue, and he knew it was her sweet nectar, her holy water. He greedily lapped it up, savoring the divine taste. In between gulps, he watched as the goddess continued to tease his nipples, pinching them gently between her fingers. The sensation sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout his body, and he could feel his cock twitching in anticipation. As he finished drinking the last drops of her divine elixir, the hot goddess reached down and undid the leash that kept him bound to the toilet. With a triumphant grin, she stood up, her long legs encased in shiny black fishnets, and reached for the belt around her slim waist. "Mistress," the toilet slave whispered, his voice barely audible. He longed to service her in any way she desired. With a wicked glint in her eye, the goddess slowly unbuckled the belt, letting it fall to the floor. She was wearing nothing underneath, and the sight of her perfect, round butt cheeks and moist pussy was almost too much for the toilet slave to bear. "On your knees, toilet slave," she commanded, her voice like silk. The toilet slave obeyed without hesitation, kneeling between her spread legs. He could feel the heat emanating from her pussy, and he couldn't wait to taste her, to prove himself worthy of her attention. With delicate fingers, he traced the outline of her button, teasing it until she moaned in pleasure. Then he pressed his tongue to her swollen clit, circling it gently before devouring it whole. She tasted sweet, like honey and love, and he could feel her body trembling with excitement. As he pleasured her, the goddess reached down and began to stroke his cock, her fingers sliding effortlessly over the wet, hard flesh. It felt like heaven, and he couldn't believe his luck. Suddenly, she pulled away, causing him to moan in protest. "Not yet, toilet slave," she said, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I have another treat for you." She stood up, revealing her perfect body, and disappeared into another room. The toilet slave could hear her muffled giggles and the sound of plastic crinkling. A moment later, she reappeared, her hands clasped together behind her back. With a flourish, she lifted her arms, revealing a large bottle of clear liquid. It took the toilet slave a moment to realize what it was. "Pee, Mistress?" he whispered, his voice trembling with anticipation. "Is it time for me to drink your sacred pee?" "That's right, toilet slave," she replied, a wicked smile curling her lips. "Your wish is my command." She moved closer, her body inches from his face. Slowly, she unzipped her fishnets, revealing her perfect, smooth ass. With a wicked grin, she lowered her perfect peaches onto his face, her pussy just millimeters from his lips. "Drink, toilet slave," she commanded. "Drink every drop." And so he did, lapping up her warm, golden-hued pee like it was the nectar of the gods. As he drank, he felt himself growing harder, his desire for her reaching new heights. When he finished, she pulled away, giving him a satisfied smile. "You are mine now, toilet slave," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "You belong to me, body and soul." And with that, the goddess stepped over him, her perfect breasts swaying gently, and disappeared into the other room. The toilet slave couldn't believe his luck - he was hers, completely and utterly, and he couldn't wait for what came next.