Princess Melena - Human toilet paper

Princess Melena sashays into the bathroom where her toilet slave awaits nervously. She's wearing a lacy thong that barely conceals her meaty butthole, and she knows it drives him wild. "I want to go to the toilet," she purrs, "and you have to come with me." She sits down on the toilet and, without any warning, tears off the front of her thong, throwing it smack in his face. It's coated in her fresh urine, and he can't suppress a shudder as he catches the scent. Princess Melena chuckles softly, knowing full well how helpless he feels in this situation. "Now," she says, her voice low and commanding, "you have to wait until my pee will be in the toilet." He nods mutely, kneeling at her feet. He feels the urge to piss building inside him, but he knows better than to relieve himself before she does. This is the price he pays for being her plaything, and he must endure it. After what feels like an eternity, Princess Melena finally stands up, her pussy still leaking a steady stream of golden liquid that drips onto the floor. "Now it's your turn," she says, smirking. "Lick my pussy clean." He hesitates for a moment before lowering his tongue to her swollen, pink labia. She tastes like heaven and hell combined—sweet and salty, with just a hint of musk. He laps at her eagerly, cleaning every last drop of her pee from her folds. Princess Melena watches him intently, her hands moving to her hips as she takes in the sight of her toilet slave worshiping at her feet. "You are my human toilet paper," she says, her voice resonating with the power she holds over him. "Lick my dirty pussy clean." He doesn't dare disobey her, not anymore. He starts lapping at her faster, his tongue finding every crevice and fold of her sopping wet pussy. She watches him with a mix of amusement and arousal, her fingers toying with the hem of her thong. "Your penis is too small," she tells him, sneering. "And so you are only my licker slave." The thought seems to amuse her greatly. She leans back against the sink, her thong now covering her messy slit once more. "I laugh about you, little loser," she says, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "Lick my pee away." Reluctantly, he follows her command, his tongue seeking out the last traces of her urine. He feels the sting of her words, but he knows there's nothing he can do but serve her. Once he's finished, Princess Melena stands up, her thong now completely dry. She steps towards him, her hips swaying seductively. "Now, lick my ass," she commands. "And I will cum." He hesitates for a moment, but the promise of her orgasm is too much to resist. He lowers his head, his tongue tracing the outline of her puckered anus. She gasps softly, surprise etched on her face as he licks her there. It's a new sensation for both of them, and they can't deny the sudden rush of arousal that fills the room. Princess Melena moans, her fingers digging into his hair as she loses herself in the sensation. He presses his face against her ass, lapping at her cum even as it drips down her thighs. He knows this is the ultimate humiliation, but he also knows that he's hers, body and soul. "Well done," she says, her voice hoarse. She turns around and faces him, her legs spread wide. "Now, taste me." He obeys, his tongue darting out to lick the juices from her slit. She tastes sweet and salty, like a forbidden fruit that's all his own. He continues to lick her clean, ignoring the growing bulge in his pants as he serves his mistress to the best of his abilities. And so their twisted dance continues, Princess Melena finding new ways to humiliate and dominate her toilet slave. But despite the shame and degradation he feels, he knows that he will always be there for her, ready to serve as her human toilet paper whenever she calls upon him.