SADISTRESS - The cruel Chinese Mist - To serve our beautiful king and queen B33

The year is 1644, and China is under the control of a tyrannical emperor. In the capital city of Beijing, a new cruel tradition has emerged among the elite: the selection of a young slave girl to serve as a toilet for the royal family. This girl, known only as B33, had been chosen for her perfect body and submissive nature. Her sole purpose was to relieve herself whenever the emperor or his consort desired, and to clean up any messes they might leave behind.

On this particular day, B33 found herself kneeling before her mistress, the empress. The goddess was reclined on a luxurious couch, her long, silken robes pooling around her feet. She held a jade dildo between her shapely legs, beckoning B33 closer with a cruel smile. "Kiss my feet, slave," she commanded, her voice heavy with threat and desire. B33 hesitated for only a moment before leaning forward and pressing her lips against the soft skin of the goddess's foot.

"Good girl," purred the empress, her voice dripping with honey-laced contempt. She moved her foot, urging B33 to follow, and the slave girl complied, licking her way up the delicate arch of the empress's foot. As she reached the tender spot at the base of the goddess's big toe, the empress let out a soft moan and bucked her hips. B33 felt the warmth of the empress's pussy against her lips, and the scent of her arousal filled her nostrils.

Suddenly, the empress withdrew her foot from B33's mouth. The slave girl looked up in confusion, only to see the empress holding a kings penis at her lips. Her face flushed with anticipation, the goddess smiled cruelly and began to pee. The hot, stinging stream of urine hit B33's tongue and splashed against the back of her throat. She choked back a gag reflex as the goddess's muscles squeezed the kings cock, releasing more and more of her urine onto the slave girl's eager tongue.

From the corner of her eye, B33 could see the emperor watching intently. He was erect now, his face flushed with lust and power. The goddess gestured for him to come closer, and he did, his eyes never leaving the spectacle before him. With a final squeeze, the empress finished peeing and stood up, her robes now soaked with B33's piss. The slave girl remained kneeling, her own clothes sticking to her skin, feeling filthy and used but oddly aroused.

The empress turned to face her husband, the king. "You may have your turn now, my love," she said, her voice low and seductive. B33 watched in horror as the king approached, his member already leaking precum. He lowered himself onto the couch, his eyes never leaving B33's exposed sex and ass. With a nod from the empress, he pushed his cock into B33's waiting mouth, filling her throat with his thick, sticky seed. And so it continued, day after day—B33 serving as both a toilet and a sexual plaything for the cruel Chinese emperor and his consort, becoming both dirty and addicted to their power and perversion.