Club der Scheissefresser by MISTRESS LUCIANA - Mit Pisse im Wald abgefüllt und abgewichst

Club der Scheissefresser by MISTRESS LUCIANA - With Pee Filled Up and Transformed in the Woods Today, I want to treat my slave to a good filling up with piss. First, he'll have to watch me pee against a tree while he's fixed there, unable to move. Then, I'll fill his slave mouth in various ways with the sweet scent and taste of my piss. Firstly, I make him see how much fun it can be, how satisfying it is for me when he kneels in front of me, his head pressed against my pussy as I release a hot stream of urine right into his mouth. I make sure he gets enough to taste, enough to savor; enough to understand that this is what he's here for. As he tries to swallow, I pull back slowly and watch the puddle form on his tongue. That spot is going to be put to good use later on. Next, I decide to play with my little slave's head a bit more by making him sniff at my ass, face turning red with both embarrassment and anticipation. He whimpers and squirms as I gently tease his nostrils with the scent of my piss. When I finally let him taste again, it's not like before; this time, it's mixed with something else - something that's going to make him work hard for it. I put a tampon into my already soaked crotch and watch as he tries again to get every last drop. As he struggles with the soft, slippery object at the back of his throat, trying not to gag on it, I have a smile of pure satisfaction on my face. Finally, I take pity on him and decide that maybe he's had enough of a taste for now. I have him kiss the spot where my puddle is and force some of it straight down his throat, watching as he chokes and coughs on it. Not quite enough though; there's always room for dessert. For his final treat, I force him to lick and suck the remnants of my piss off my hands, still covered in those damn latex gloves that seemed to torment him so much earlier. He moans in despair as he tastes my spent love juices, realizing there's nowhere left to hide, nowhere left to escape from the stench that now clings to him like a second skin. I watch him for a few moments more, savoring the sight of his abject humiliation, before walking away with a satisfied smirk. Tomorrow, we'll do it all over again.