Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - A FAVOR TO A FRIEND

Mistress Gaia sat in her lavish living room, her friend visiting by her side. Above them lay her personal slave, flat on his back, with his head pointed towards their feet. His eyes were fixed on her mistress's shoes, as she let out a sigh of relief at the end of their chat. The conversation soon shifted to more intimate matters; Gaia's friend needed to use the bathroom immediately. With a subtle nod of her head, she signaled for her slave to move into position. He scrambled over to her side, ready and eager to serve his mistress's guest. Gaia smiled kindly at her friend before explaining all about her toilet slave's abilities. "He is trained to do anything you may need him to," she assured her companion reassuringly. "And don't worry - he loves what he does." Her friend hesitated for a moment before deciding to take the plunge. "Alright," she whispered nervously, "I'll give it a try." Gaia handed her a small silver funnel, explaining that it would ensure not a single drop of her friend's urine went to waste. With trembling hands, her friend positioned the funnel over the slave's eagerly waiting mouth. As she began to pee, powerful waves of pleasure washed over the slave. He felt his mistress's warmth seeping into his body, filling him with her essence. His tongue lapped eagerly around the slave's mouth, collecting every last drop of her precious urine. The smell of ammonia filled the air, but it only served to heighten the slave's sense of submission and satisfaction. He closed his eyes, lost in a world of filth and degradation, as he continued to worship his mistress's fluids. As her friend finished, she pulled the funnel away, leaving the slave to lap up the final droplets of urine from the floor. She pulled her skirt down and stood up, thanking Gaia for her hospitality. Gaia smiled warmly, patting her slave on the head. "See how easy it was?" She asked with a mischievous grin. "Now he's nice and full... for me, at least." With a wink and a laugh, she dismissed him, leaving him to clean up after himself. The slave stood up slowly, his body still buzzing with pleasure. He knew he had served his mistress well and could not wait for his next opportunity to do so. His gaze turned towards her shoes once again, ready to perform any task she required of him.