Mistress Nyx - I PEE AND SHIT IN YOUR FACE WITH ELEGANCE

You are a mannequin, standing tall and erect as I dress you in my favorite white nineteenth-century shirt and black pumps. But you are not simply a clothes horse; oh, no. You are here for my pleasure, to be used and abused in any way I see fit. And right now, what I have planned for you will test even your most sacred boundaries... You continue to stand there, immobile and accepting of your fate as I approach you with a wicked gleam in my eye. I wet my lips with the tip of my tongue, tasting the salty residue left there from my last session of toilet play. It's time to get messy. Slowly, deliberately, I unbutton the top few buttons of your shirt, revealing the smooth, pale skin of your chest. My breath hitches in my throat as I lean in closer, inhaling deeply the scent of fear and anticipation emanating from you. I can feel the heat from your body radiating against my own. With one swift movement, I pull down your pants and underwear to your ankles, leaving you exposed and vulnerable. My fingers trace the outline of your cock as it stands at attention, eager for release. But alas, I will not grant you that pleasure. Not yet. Instead, I grab a handful of your hair and pull your face close to my crotch. My heart races as I feel the warmth of your breath against my silken panties. Oh, how I love this power I hold over you, knowing that I can savor this intimate moment for as long as I want before finally giving in to your desires. And then, without warning, I part my legs just enough to allow a stream of hot piss to cascade over the front of your body. Your eyes widen in shock and surprise as you register the cold sting against your skin, but you remain frozen in place, unable to move away from my potent stream. I watch with delight as your silky shirt becomes deliciously drenched in my piss, the liquid pooling at your feet. I step back, admiring my handiwork, before hiking up my skirt to reveal my perfect, round ass. With deliberate slowness, I remove my g-string thong and lower it over my butt, slowly teasing you with each inch of exposed flesh. And when I finally feel the warm, putrid mess collecting in my bowels pressing against my sphincter, I know it's time to take this to the next level. "Drop to your knees," I command, my voice a low growl. "Taste what's yours." Obediently, you drop to your knees before me, anticipation etched on your face. And when I finally release the floodgates and deliver a massive heaping serving of my shit straight into your face, you don't hesitate to accept it. "Clean me up," I purr, running my fingers through the mess adorning my ass. You don't hesitate, your tongue darting out to lick up every last bit of my piss and shit. Andddddd... scene.