Mistress Mystique - Pay Up Or Eat Shit

Mistress Mystique - Pay Up Or Eat Shit

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Mistress Mystique, a formidable dominatrix known for her ruthless nature, stood over her pathetic slave, ready to administer her next humiliating punishment. The slave was kneeling on the cold hard floor of the dungeon, his eyes fixated on Mistress Mystique's towering heels that clicked against the concrete as she approached him. "Look at me," she commanded, her voice dripping with disdain. "Pathetic little cockroach, begging to be saved from your own filth." She chuckled darkly, her toned arms crossed over her ample chest. The slave could only whimper in response, his face contorted with fear and embarrassment. Mistress Mystique approached him slowly, her hips swaying seductively beneath the tight leather catsuit she wore. She towered over him, her imposing figure casting a long shadow across the dingy dungeon floor. "Tell me, slave," she purred, running a gloved finger down his trembling spine. "Why should I spare you from eating your own shit?" The slave whimpered louder this time, his body trembling uncontrollably. "P-please, Mistress," he stuttered, his voice little more than a hoarse whisper. "I'll do anything, I'll pay anything, just don't make me eat it." Mistress Mystique paused, considering her next move. She knew she could make this pathetic little worm beg even more, but she also knew he was in no position to be bargaining. With a cruel smile, she bent down and scooped up a handful of the slave's shit, holding it up for him to see. "Here's your chance, slave," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You can take it like the filthy piece of shit you are, or you can pay me to clean up your mess." The slave's eyes widened in horror, tears streaming down his face. He knew there was no escape from Mistress Mystique's cruel games. With a deep sigh, she reached into a pouch at her waist and pulled out a small slab of gold. "This," she said, holding up the gold ingot for the slave to see, "will cover the cost of my cleaning up your mess. But know this, slave: next time, the price will be double." She stood over him for a moment longer, her presence looming large over the pathetic figure on the floor. Then, with a flick of her wrist, she sent the gold ingot flying towards the slave. It landed at his feet, and with a look of utter despair, he crawled towards it. "Clean your own mess, slave," she said, turning on her heel and walking away. "And remember, next time, the price will be even higher." As the dungeon door slammed shut behind her, the pathetic slave was left alone with his shame and his own filth. He knew that Mistress Mystique would be back, and he shuddered to think of what she had in store for him next.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 6min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 7910 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 240 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 362MB