MommyMisfit & Hillbilly Femdom - Golden Shower Outside PVC Femdom with MommyMisfit

In the blazing summer sun, MommyMisfit and her newfound slave were taking a long walk together. The tracks of a nearby railway served as their path, the constant rhythm of the steel under their feet an audial backdrop to their conversation. MommyMisfit, dressed head-to-toe in a tight red PVC body suit that accentuated her curvy figure and authority, didn't seem to mind the discomfort of the heat. As they continued their stroll, her eyes fell upon the tracks ahead of them. A distant hum of an approaching train could be heard. "Shit," she muttered under her breath, "That train's coming."

She turned towards her slave, a man who had been reduced to his bare essentials by her dominance. His clothes, possessions, and even his name were all gone, replaced by a collar identifying him as her property. Without a word, MommyMisfit pointed at the steel rails just ahead of them. "Get down there," she commanded, her voice cold yet seductive, "and lay yourself down across them." The slave hesitated for only a moment before doing as he was told, knowing full well the consequences of disobeying his mistress.

As the train roared closer, MommyMisfit could feel the vibrations in the ground under her feet. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the moment. Slowly, she began to unzip the crotch of her PVC suit, revealing a pair of black lace-trimmed panties that did little to conceal her excitement. The train was almost upon them now, its horn blaring in warning. But MommyMisfit didn't falter. With a wicked grin, she stepped forward and lowered herself onto her slave's laid-out body, her massive weight pressing him into the tracks. Pinning his arms beneath her, she leaned forward, her mouth hovering just above his ear.

"This is what it's like to be owned by me, slave," she whispered, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. "And now you're going to feel the full force of my golden shower as I pee all over you and this goddamn railroad track." Without waiting for a response, she pulled back and aimed her wet pussy directly at his face, letting the thick stream of hot urine hit him square in the eyes. The train rumbled by, shaking the earth beneath them as MommyMisfit continued to empty her bladder onto her trembling slave.

As the last drops of urine splashed onto her servant's chest, MommyMisfit sat up, her breathing heavy with excitement and power. She looked down at him with satisfaction, the mixture of his tears, sweat, and her piss shimmering in the afternoon sun. "Get up, slave," she commanded, nodding towards the tracks behind her. He struggled to his feet, the soaked clothes sticking to his body. "From now on," she said, "you will do everything I say. Because if you don't..." She trailed off, leaving the rest unspoken. "Now, scrub those tracks clean. Every drop of my pee must be gone before we continue our walk." And with that, MommyMisfit turned on her heel and began striding down the track, her slave close behind, the faint smell of piss and fear clinging to the air around them.