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Lady Scarlet - Lady Scarlet - Drink and shower (mobile)

Lady Scarlet - Lady Scarlet - Drink and shower (mobile) / Toilet Slavery

Lady Scarlet - Lady Scarlet - Drink and shower (mobile)
Lady Scarlet - Lady Scarlet - Drink and shower (mobile)
Lady Scarlet - Lady Scarlet - Drink and shower (mobile)

Lady Scarlet - Lady Scarlet - Drink and shower (mobile)

As Lady Scarlet, I exude an aura of dominance and elegance. Today, I have a new toy in store for my amusement: a man who will serve as my personal toilet slave. He lies at my feet, nervously anticipating my every command. Slowly, I stand up and stretch my body, accentuating my curves in my sheer pantyhose and unbothered by the nudity of my slave beneath me. I approach the throne and sit down, my weight pressing against him as he whimpers softly in submission. "Drink and shower," I command, my voice low and menacing. The slave hesitates for a moment before realizing that disobedience will not be tolerated. He moves closer to me, his eyes fixated on my red heels that have been placed just out of reach. With shaking hands, he takes them in his hands and removes them slowly, revealing my stocky feet clad only in white cotton socks. He worships my feet, kissing them reverently and massaging them with his hands. "That's a good slave," I praise him, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Now, it's time for you to earn your keep." I stand up again, my body swaying seductively as I walk towards a nearby faucet. I unscrew the cap and pour a stream of cold water over my head, letting out a contented sigh as it cascades down my body. I spin around slowly, the water clinging to my wet skin, and approach the slave once more. "Drink," I order, pressing my wet body against him. The slave opens his mouth hesitantly, unsure of what is to come. I lean forward and pour the remaining water from my cup onto his tongue, causing him to gag as he tries to swallow fast enough to keep from choking. I chuckle darkly, watching as he struggles beneath me. "Now," I say, my voice low and threatening, "it's time for the main event." I walk back towards the throne, my hips swaying seductively as I make my way. I sit down slowly, my weight pressing against the slave's body. He whimpers softly, anticipating what is to come. "Look at me," I command, my voice calm but lethal. He raises his head slowly, his eyes meeting mine. "You are going to enjoy this," I promise him, my voice dripping with menace. With that, I lean back in my throne, spreading my legs wide. I let out a long, slow breath, enjoying the power that surges through me. Slowly, I lower myself onto the slave's face, feeling his warmth on my most intimate parts. I close my eyes, savoring the feeling of his tongue against my folds. I begin to grind against him, my hips moving erratically as I gather speed. The slave struggles beneath me, his arms shaking with effort as he tries to hold onto my thighs. I lean forward, my breasts pressing against his cheeks as I continue to ride him, feeling the warmth of his breath on my dripping sex. And then, I feel the familiar heat building inside me. I know what's coming, and I savor the anticipation. With a moan of pleasure mixed with pain, I lean back and release my golden shower onto the slave's body, feeling the warmth of my essence washing over him. I watch as he shudders beneath me, his body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. As the last drops of my nectar fall onto his trembling form, I lean forward and whisper in his ear. "That, my sweet toilet slave," I purred, "was for drinking and showering."

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 8min.
Video Info: 480x320 Pixel @ 764 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 192 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 57MB

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