Dea Nemesi Goddess Femdom - Shitty Pearls 💍💩

Dea Nemesi Goddess Femdom looked down at her human toy, she'd been carrying around a stomach ache all day, and it was obvious that he hadn't emptied herself properly. She scoffed at the thought of him not having any tissues or a bulb for her toilet in his pathetic little apartment. Oh well, she thought to herself, he would just have to clean up after her on her behalf. Dea Nemesi knelt down, revealing her soft, supple behind perfectly framed by a pair of lacy black thong beneath her minuscule black dress. She leaned over the carpet, her ample cleavage hanging almost out of her flimsy dress as she reached for the edge of the carpet. As soon as the toe of her high heel touched the fabric, her human toy was instantly transfixed. Dea Nemesi smiled, she knew that he would do anything and everything for his Mistress. She climbed onto the carpet, her dress riding up her thighs revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her toned legs. Dea Nemesi reached back with one hand, gently tugging at the lacy fabric of her thong before pulling it aside to reveal her shiny, glistening asshole. She leaned forward, pushing her perfect, round butt cheeks apart to give him a better view of her divine shitting hole. The power she held over her human toy was intoxicating, the look of worship in his eyes as he watched her prepare to take a shit made her heart race. Dea Nemesi reached back, hooking her fingers into her asshole and began to push, the first small, juicy nugget of poop sliding easily out of her ass and landing with a splat on the carpet. She grinned, there was something so satisfying about sharing this intimate moment with her human toy. She pulled her hand free, slick with her own filth, and smacked it against his waiting mouth. The stench of her ass was overwhelming, but he didn't care. He couldn't get enough of the taste, the texture, the warmth of his Goddess's shit. Swallowing down every last morsel, he looked up at Dea Nemesi, eager for more. She laughed, a cruel but seductive sound that sent shivers down his spine. Grabbing a fresh handful of her soft, silky hair, she pulled her head back until she was eye to eye. "You're such a good dirty little toilet," she purred, reaching down between them once again. This time, her fingers found what they were looking for - a long, fat log of shit, still soft and pliable from its recent creation. She grinned wickedly as she pushed it towards his mouth, his lips parting eagerly. The cold, slick warmth of her shit hit his tongue, filling his mouth with the unmistakable taste of her ass. As he began to suck and lick at the massive cock of shit, Dea Nemesi leaned down, her perfectly sculpted breasts hanging almost into his mouth. Her warm breath fanned across his face as she spoke directly into his ear. "You're such a good boy," she whispered, grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling his head closer to her ass. His cock was rock hard, pressed painfully against his pants, leaking pre-cum in anticipation of what came next. Dea Nemesi grinned, knowing that she had complete control over him. Reaching down, she plucked what looked like tiny, glistening pearls from her anus, presenting them to her toy in a small, perfectly cupped hand. His eyes widened in awe at the sight of his Goddess's divine beads. With shaking hands, he reached up, careful not to spill a single precious drop of her essence. Dea Nemesi watched as he stacked them carefully one on top of the other, marveling at the obedience and devotion of her human toy. Finally, she nodded, approving of his work. "These are special," she told him, her voice dripping with honeyed promise. "You take care of them for me, and they will take care of you." She reached down, plucking the pile of beads from his hands and tucking them into his pocket. "And remember," she said, laying down on the carpet, her massive tits jiggling playfully above her face. "These are for me. You are merely my humble instrument to clean up after your Goddess." With that, she spread her legs wide, presenting her shiny, hairless pussy to him. "Go on," she urged. "You know what to do." He didn't hesitate, diving between her legs to lap at her juices with his tongue. As he lapped up every last drop, Dea Nemesi smiled, content in the knowledge that her human toy was completely under her control.