Pee drinking toiletman - Femdom Home - 02 - HD 1280x720

Weronika stood confidently in front of her full-length mirror, admiring her reflection. She had always known she was beautiful, but today she felt especially so. Her black bikini briefs and bra accentuated her voluptuous figure perfectly, while leaving just enough to the imagination. Her long, silky legs were bare, ending in a pair of black high heels that added inches to her already impressive height. She took a deep breath, feeling the cool air brush against her bare skin just right. Today was the day she would put her plan into action.

Moving towards her bedroom door, she hesitated for a moment before turning back to the mirror. She ran her fingers through her thick raven hair, creating a messy yet seductive look. With a final glance at her reflection, she steeled herself for what was to come and slowly opened the door.

Her servant was waiting for her, kneeling by the toilet bowl. He was dressed in nothing but a pair of tight-fitting black shorts that showcased his toned body. His head was bowed low in deference, his eyes focused on the floor. Weronika approached him slowly, taking in his submissive posture with a mixture of satisfaction and arousal. "Are you ready?" she purred, running her fingers along the hem of his shorts.

The servant looked up at her, his eyes shining with eagerness. "Yes, Master...I mean, Mistress," he corrected himself quickly. "I am ready to do your bidding."

Weronika chuckled softly, stepping closer to the bowl. "Good boy," she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear. "Now let's see how well you've trained yourself." She leaned over the toilet, her breasts almost touching the rim. Slowly, she pulled down her bikini bottoms and panties, exposing her lush folds to his eager gaze. "Go on," she urged him, maintaining her position. "You know what to do."

Without a word, the servant moved forward, his face just inches from her wetness. He took a deep breath, inhaling her sweet scent. Then, slowly, he opened his mouth wide and took her in with a single, long lick. Weronika moaned softly, her fingers digging into the back of his head in pleasure. He continued to lap at her folds, his tongue darting in and out, while his other hand slipped inside his shorts to stroke his growing erection.

Suddenly, Weronika pushed him away and stepped back. "Not bad," she purred, running her fingers through her hair once again. "But you still have a long way to go." She turned to face the toilet and bent over, pressing her perfect ass against it. "Come here," she ordered, spreading her cheeks apart. "Drink my golden nectar!"

The servant moved closer, his cock now standing at full attention. He placed the tip against Weronika's puckered hole, and with a slow, deliberate thrust, he entered her. Immediately, she gasped and arched her back in pleasure, feeling him pump in and out of her tight ass. "Yes," she moaned, reaching back to grab onto the toilet seat for support. "That's it...drink my piss, slave."

And so he did. With every stroke, he pressed his lips to her tight opening, drinking in her sweet nectar. The feeling of her hot piss coursing down his throat was almost too much to bear, but he knew he couldn't stop. This was the task his Mistress had given him, and he would see it through to the end.

As he pumped, Weronika began to slowly walk away from the toilet. She watched in the mirror as he kept up his pace, never breaking contact with her ass or her pussy. He continued to drink, until finally, with a loud gasp, he pulled away. Eyes half-closed in ecstasy, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Well done, slave," Weronika said, turning to face him. "You may rest now."

The servant fell to his knees, exhausted but satisfied. He noticed the warm, liquid feeling between his legs and realized that he had cum without even realizing it. "Thank you, Mistress," he uttered softly, looking up at her with adoration. "I will do anything for you."

Weronika smiled, a look of pure triumph in her eyes. "I know you will, slave," she said, gliding towards him. "I know you will." And with that, she leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips, tasting herself on his tongue.