Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - PEE & PUSSY - mobile version

As the sun beat down upon the lush garden, Mistress Gaia and her companion, Mistress Vivienne, strolled with their slaves in tow. Amongst them was Esme, a young woman with a blonde ponytail and a voluptuous figure that grabbed the attention of every lecherous eye. Today, she had been tasked with delivering a special favor to one of the male slaves, who eagerly awaited her arrival at the far end of the garden.

The two dominatrices watched Esme approach cautiously, their riding crops at the ready. They weren't going to let Esme off easy; she would have to take full advantage of her submission and do exactly as she was told. With a firm tap on her rear, Mistress Gaia urged her forward. "Make sure he gets a good piss, Esme. We wouldn't want you to disappoint us now, would we?" Her voice carried a mix of playfulness and underlying threat.

As Esme reached the kneeling male slave, she hesitated for a moment before tentatively lowering her barely-covered pussy onto his face. The stench of her arousal wafted through the air, mixing with the sweet fragrance of the garden. But even with the taste of her womanhood only inches away, the male slave refused to respond. His cock remained limp, a disgrace to any true submissive.

Mistress Vivienne stepped up to the pair, her gaze filled with disdain. With a swift kick to the side, she sent the male slave rolling over onto his back. His face was already red from the blow, and he whimpered softly as she moved in for the kill. With a hand sliding down onto his limp cock, she began to stroke it gently, testing its reaction. The only sound was the soft slap of skin on skin, interrupted by occasional gasps from the trio of figures in the garden.

Finally satisfied that there was still some life left in the cock, Mistress Vivienne rose to her full height and turned towards Esme. "I think it's time we found out why your little friend here isn't responding," she murmured darkly, a glint of excitement in her eyes. Grabbing Esme by the hair, she pulled her roughly away from the male slave and turned her around to face Mistress Gaia.

The dominatrix shook her head sadly. "Such a disappointment," she sighed, spitting a jet of saliva right onto Esme's exposed cunny. It landed with a wet slap and ran slowly down her slick slit. "We'll have to teach you a lesson later, won't we?" Her words were like a low growl, echoing through the garden and sending shivers down Esme's spine. "For now, though, we have other plans."