SADISTRESS - The cruel Chinese Mist - The queen with a funnel and then let the slave drink urine

SADISTRESS - The cruel Chinese Mist: Presenting you with an extraordinary tale of domination and submission, Sadistress introduces The Queen with a Funnel. This tale will leave you craving more as it unfolds before your very eyes. Our protagonist, the slave, found himself in a position of utter humiliation. He was bound tightly, restrained within the confines of a cage-like structure. As he waited anxiously for his mistress' arrival, he could feel a strange mix of fear and anticipation coursing through his veins. The door opened slowly, revealing the most intense eyes the slave had ever seen. They were cold and cruel, probing deep into his soul. Standing before him, the queen exuded power and dominance. She was clad in black latex, accentuating every curve of her body. The snake-like tattoo that slithered up her right arm only added to her intimidating aura. "Good boy," she hissed, her voice like velvet yet carrying an undercurrent of menace. The slave shivered in both fear and excitement as she approached him. She knew exactly what this slave desired most - to drink her piss. And so, she slowly bent over, allowing him a clear view of her perfect ass clad in lacy black thong panties. As he silently pleaded with her to grant his wish, she reached down and unzipped her leather skirt, revealing the funnel secured within. A fat, dark cocktail of piss was already beginning to fill the funnel. The slave's eyes widened in anticipation as he watched it slowly rise to the brim. With a smile that could only be described as sinister, the queen carefully lowered the funnel into his waiting mouth. The heat of her urine hit him like a tidal wave, almost choking him as it rushed down his throat. He could feel it coursing through his veins, igniting a fiery desire that made him grunt in approval. But this was not the time for such displays of pleasure. The queen pulled out the funnel, using it to fill his awaiting mouth once more. This time, he didn't hesitate to swallow every drop. His cock, trapped inside its cage, throbbed with need. But it would remain unattended for the time being. Feeling somewhat satisfied for now, the queen turned her attention elsewhere. She slowly removed her shoes, one by one, revealing the softest, most delicate feet the slave had ever laid eyes upon. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he began to lick and suck on them, breathing in her sweet scent. As he attended to her feet, the queen's gaze wandered elsewhere. She reached down, grabbing hold of his bound cock with one gloved hand. With a slow, deliberate motion, she began to stroke him, teasing his sensitive flesh. He moaned loudly against her feet, unable to contain himself any longer. And then, just as suddenly, she withdrew her hand, leaving him once again aching for release. The slave looked up at her beseechingly, pleading with his eyes. But the queen remained unmoved, her expression unreadable. With a flick of her wrist, she produced a long rubber glove. Slowly, methodically, she began to push it over the slave's head, forcing him to stick his tongue out to accommodate it. Once inside his mouth, she moved the glove around as though he were her personal oral cavity. Finally, she pulled out the glove, revealing a glob of thick, fresh cum clinging to its surface. She held it up to his view, taunting him with the sight of his own fluids. With a cold laugh, she leaned down and kissed him, transferring the gob of cum to his lips. And so, the game continued, with the queen toying mercilessly with her slave's desires and fears. Would he ever be allowed to cum? Or would he spend the rest of his days trapped in this twisted web of submission and torment? Only time would tell. Intrigued by this tale? You can find more stories that cater to your scat fetish preferences on Sadistress. The options are endless, and the experiences you'll encounter are beyond your wildest dreams. So, what are you waiting for? Dive into the world of scat fetishism today!