Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - WETTING A DRY MOUTH - HD

Mistress Gaia stepped into the dimly lit dungeon, her black leather boots clicking against the cold stone floor. She was here to train her new slave in the art of shoe-sole licking. As she walked towards the center of the room, she could hear the muffled whimpers coming from her bound and gagged pet. She smiled to herself, knowing that soon he would become an expert in pleasing her feet.

The mistress approached her slave, who was tied against a wooden post with his hands above his head. His eyes widened as she knelt down in front of him, revealing her shapely legs encased in black stockings. With steady hands, she began to unlace her left boot, taking slow deliberate steps to heighten the anticipation.

Once the boot was removed, Mistress Gaia placed it on the slave's chest, right above his heart. She watched with a sense of satisfaction as he tried to lift his head in a futile attempt to see her beautiful foot. "No, no," she purred, "You must learn to keep your eyes on my sole."

She grasped his chin firmly and forced his head downwards. As he reluctantly lowered his face, Mistress Gaia felt a surge of power course through her veins. "You're lucky today," she whispered, "I'm feeling generous." With that, she stepped out of her remaining boot and placed it next to the first one, completely encasing his head.

Smirking, Mistress Gaia turned her attention to her slave's mouth. It was dry and parched from the gag, but she knew that she had the perfect solution for that. Slowly, she began to unbutton her black leather skirt, exposing inch by delicious inch of her smooth thighs. Once the skirt was pooling at her feet, she revealed her latex-encased bundle of joy. "There," she purred, "That should do the trick."

She knelt down once again and placed the tip of her dildo against the slave's lips. With a mischievous smile, she ran the dripping end of the toy along his bottom lip, feeling him shiver in anticipation. Satisfied with his response, she pulled back slightly and raised her hips, aiming the large end of the dildo directly at his mouth. "Drink," she commanded, "Drink my cum like a good little slut."

As the warm, sweet liquid hit the back of his throat, the slave's world began to spin. He could taste the mixture of his own saliva and Mistress Gaia's forbidden essence, and it was intoxicating. He drank greedily, trying to quench his thirst and appease his mistress at the same time. Little did he know that this was only the beginning of his training.

Satisfied with his performance, Mistress Gaia pulled the large dildo out of his mouth and knelt down beside him. She reached into her leather corset and produced a small vial filled with a golden liquid. Smirking wickedly, she uncorked the vial and poured its contents over his head, allowing it to cascade down his face and neck.

Her eyes glinted with danger as she leaned in closer to her slave's ear. "This," she purred, "is my piss. And it's for your dry mouth." With that, she placed her hand on his chin and tilted his face upwards, aiming her engorged quim directly at his open mouth. "Drink," she commanded once again, "every drop."

The slave's stomach churned at the thought of what he was about to do, but he knew better than to disobey his mistress. He opened his mouth widely and let her piss wash over his tongue, swallowing convulsively as she released a steady stream of golden liquid into his willing mouth. When she finally pulled away, she patted his cheek fondly and stood up, admiring her handiwork.

She watched as he closed his eyes and slowly licked the last drops of her pee from his lips, savoring the taste and the power it gave him. A smile crept across her face as she realized that she had another loyal pet under her control, ready to worship her every command. "Well done, slave," she purred, "You may now clean my boots."

With renewed vigor, the slave knelt before Mistress Gaia, his eyes fixed on her black-leather boots. He licked his lips, tasting the remnants of his mistress's cum and piss, and knew that he was ready for anything she could throw at him.