Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - THE LAST DROP - HD

Chained in the shower with a spout attached to his mouth, the slave's heart raced as he waited for Mistress Gaia to release her golden shower. He could already feel the warmth of her urine trickling down his throat, teasing both his thirst and his desire. The sound of her footsteps approaching filled him with equal parts anticipation and dread. "Are you ready for The Last Drop?" she purred, her voice like honey mixed with piss. The scent of her arousal filled the air, driving him wild. He nodded eagerly, unable to speak through the spout. She leaned in close, her body dripping with moisture. Her fingers trailed down his chest, following the path of her piss. "You've been such a good little slave," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "I think you deserve a special treat." She placed her hands on her hips, water cascading down her body in a golden shower. The force of her stream blasted the slave's face, washing him clean of his own arousal. Tears of pleasure and pain mixed with his saliva, forming a dense cloudy fluid that dribbled down his chin. "Open your mouth wide," she commanded, and he complied without hesitation. The force of her next stream sent her urine gushing down his throat, hitting the back of his tongue and filling his stomach with her nectar. He closed his eyes, savoring the taste of her piss as it mixed with his saliva. "That's it," she cooed, her voice echoing around the tiled walls of the shower stall. "You know you love this, don't you?" She moved closer, her body pressed against his. Her hands found their way to his cock, which was already rock hard from anticipation. With a squeeze, she sent him flying into a pit of pleasure and desperation. He moaned loudly around the spout, unable to contain the mix of ecstasy and need coursing through his veins. She increased the force of her stream, and he felt her urine shooting into his stomach, forcing the contents of his full bladder out through his hole in the spout. As the sensation of her piss flowing in and out of him became too much to bear, he felt her release The Last Drop. It shot down his throat and exploded out through the spout, sending a tidal wave of golden liquid cascading down his body. He felt her step back, and with a final sigh of contentment, the stream slowed to a trickle. Slowly, she removed the spout from his mouth, and he sucked in the sweet, salty air. Looking up at her, he could see the satisfaction in her eyes. She was the only mistress he would ever serve, and he knew it. "Thank you, Mistress Gaia," he murmured, mouth full of her piss. She smiled down at him, the faintest hint of sadism in her eyes. "Don't thank me yet, slave. There's always room for more of my amber nectar."