Dea Nemesi Goddess Femdom - Goddess Nemesi perlage 1080p

Dea Nemesi, the powerful goddess of vengeance and retribution, gazed down on her captive male slave. He was bound, gagged, and completely at her mercy. A wicked grin cracked across her lips as she noticed the large bulge in his pants, betraying his arousal. With a flick of her wrist, she pulled out his cock from his cloths and began to stroke it slowly, her eyes filled with lustful anticipation. Suddenly, she stood up from her throne, pulling the slave up by his neck chain. She felt heavier than usual, almost as if there was a weight on her bladder. She led him to a large golden chamber pot and caused him to kneel before it, his cock still in her hand. She removed her leather glove and grabbed the chained slave's head, pushing it forcefully into the pot. With a cold glare in her eyes, she pierced him with her gaze, commanding him to taste her exquisite golden nectar. The slave opened his mouth, eager to please, and pressed his lips against the cool surface of the pot. He felt the warm, sweet liquid trickle down his throat as Dea Nemesi began to release the stream of her piss into the chamber pot. The Goddess moaned in ecstasy, feeling the weight on her bladder ebb away as the slave drank every drop. She leaned forward, supporting herself on the chamber pot, her breasts heaving with every breath. She couldn't help but glance down at the now empty pot, a cruel smile forming on her lips. "Excellent," she purred, reaching down to stroke the slave's head. "Now, time for some more." Without further warning, she pulled the slave up by his neck chain and led him back to the throne room. She sat down on her throne, the chains rattling loudly as she settled into position. She stroked the slave's cock, keeping him hard and eager for her command. Looking directly into his eyes, she held up a golden goblet filled with a clear, sparkling liquid. "Drink," she commanded, her voice echoing through the empty room. The slave opened his mouth, expecting to taste more of her golden nectar. But instead, he felt the cool liquid wash over his tongue and down his throat. Sharp, stinging sensations exploded in his bladder, and he let out a muffled yelp. It was only then that Dea Nemesi stood up from her throne, revealing a large bulge in her own pants. She positioned herself over the slave, pressing her swollen bladder against his bound, throbbing cock. With a sigh of relief, she released the stream of her piss directly into the slave's mouth, filling it up to the brim. As she continued to empty her bladder, her hips began to thrust back and forth, driving her cock deeper into the slave's throat. His head bobbed up and down, unable to keep up with the intense sensations assaulting his senses. He felt the warm stream of her piss traveling down his throat, mixing with the taste of his own cum that had collected there. With a satisfied moan, Dea Nemesi pulled away, leaving the slave gasping for air. Her bladder was now completely empty, and she looked down at the puddle of urine surrounding them with a wicked grin. "Delicious," she whispered softly, reaching down to stroke his now battered cock. "I think it's time for another round." And with that, she dragged the wet, filthy slave back to the golden chamber pot, ready to begin their twisted, perverse ritual anew.