FemdomBerlin - Lady Sandys First Time P7

In FemdomBerlin, Lady Sandys was about to have her first time with Mistress Michelle and Lady Angie. The anticipation was building as she stepped onto the slaves face, feeling the warmth of his breath against her pussy. Mistress Michelle looked down at the pathetic slave beneath her, a simple thrill coursing through her body. She watched as Lady Angie approached him, her stilettos clicking on the cold floor.

Mistress Michelle turned back to Sandys, her eyes as cold as ice. "Spread your legs, slave," she commanded. Sandys did as she was told, feeling a shiver of fear run down her spine. Mistress Michelle knelt before her, towering over her with authority. "Do you like the smell of your own pussy, slave?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sandys nodded, her heart racing. Mistress Michelle leaned in close, her warm breath washing over Sandys's most private place. Then, she did the unthinkable. She decided to spit in her slave's open mouth! Sandys's eyes widened in shock as the saliva hit her tongue. It was humiliating, but she couldn't help but feel aroused by the dominant display of power from her Mistress.

Lady Angie took a seat on the slaves face, her skirt spreading around her like a halo. She too, spit into Sandys's mouth. The taste was disgusting, but it only added to the sensation of submission and helplessness she felt. She could do nothing but accept their desire to dominate her in this way.

Mistress Michelle leaned back and watched as Lady Angie's saliva mixed with her own on Sandys's tongue. "Now, slave," she said calmly, "you can start to appreciate the taste of your own pussy juices." Sandys began to panic, but before she could protest, Mistress Michelle had already pulled out a pair of worn panties.

Sandys felt the warmth of Mistress Michelle's panties against her mouth as she was instructed to sniff and lick them. The scent was intoxicating, a mixture of sweat, perfume, and feminine arousal. She closed her eyes, savoring the forbidden pleasure of devouring her Mistress's scent. Mistress Michelle moved closer, her body pressing against Sandys's, trapping her between her warmth and the stench of her own arousal.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her head as Mistress Michelle pulled the panties over her head. Sandys gasped as she felt the damp fabric against her skin. She was being forced to wear these soaked panties as a disgusting symbol of her submission and humiliation. The scent was overwhelming, filling her nostrils and making her lightheaded with desire. She knew that this was only the beginning of her journey into a world of FemdomBerlin.

The story ends with Sandys, now covered head-to-toe in her Mistress's scent, sitting back and awaiting further instructions from these two experienced Dommes. Will they use dirty talk to excite her further? Will they make her lick their feet or taste their pussies? The possibilities are endless in this world of FemdomBerlin, where the only rule is that the slavemaster always has complete control over their pathetic little pets like Sandys.