Dea Nemesi Goddess Femdom - Peed on the carpet 🥊

In the world of scat fetish, there's always a place for goddesses who know how to dominate and humiliate their subjects. And Dea Nemesi is one such goddess, renowned for her commanding presence and intense Femdom sessions. In this particular scene, she has a slave who seems more interested in her sweaty wrestling gear than in cleaning her training mat - an act that infuriates the divine mistress.

Dea Nemesi stomps towards the cowering slave, towering over him with disdain. She grabs him by the collar and pulls him to his feet, eyes gleaming with malice. "You worthless clown," she hisses. "I train hard on these mats, and they're now covered in my sweat! Do you know how much I rely on them to stay in top shape for my matches? I demand a thorough cleaning."

Her words make the slave tremble with fear, but also with anticipation. He knows that disobeying his mistress would only result in further humiliation. He nods weakly, desperate to please her. "Yes, Mistress," he whimpers, eyes fixed on the floor. "I'll clean them right away."

But Dea Nemesi isn't finished with him yet. With a cruel smirk, she decides to teach him a lesson he won't forget. Grabbing him by the arm, she forces him back onto the mat, pinning him down with her weight. She straddles him, grinding her sweaty crotch against his face and smirking as he tries to inhale deeply through his nose.

"Do you like my sweat, you perverted piece of shit?" she asks mockingly. "Well, then open up your mouth, because I'm going to piss on you!" Her words send a shiver of excitement down the slave's spine, and he can feel his cock starting to harden beneath him. He opens his mouth obediently, eager for the golden shower that's about to come his way.

Without further ado, Dea Nemesi rears back her muscular leg and unleashes a powerful stream of urine onto the slave's eager tongue. He laps up every drop gratefully, moaning as the warm fluid fills his mouth. "That's it," she hisses. "Clean my mat with your tongue!"

As the golden shower continues, Dea Nemesi slowly pushes away from the slave, giving him a sideways view of her magnificent naked body. Her sweaty, muscular back ripples with every movement, and her toned buttocks glisten under the light. She grabs a pair of scissors from a nearby bench and sits down on the edge, planting one of her knees firmly on the slave's chest. "Now look at all the squirts you incompetent," she says, squeezing his throat playfully with her thigh. "And remember, they could have been aimed elsewhere... if only you'd done your job properly."

The slave whimpers in submission, wholly under his mistress's control. He continues to lap up every last drop of her piss, feeling both humiliated and aroused by her dominance. As the golden shower finally comes to an end, Dea Nemesi stands up and steps back, revealing a puddle of piss on the mat. She glares down at the slave, her eyes full of menace. "Now clean up this mess," she growls. "And one wrong move, and you'll be begging me to piss on you again."