Scat and Piss Femdom - Miss Sandra slave Ariel 01

The Scat and Piss Femdom Adventure of Miss Sandra and her Slave Ariel

Miss Sandra, a beautiful and dominant lady, found her slave Ariel cleaning the kitchen. It was late at night, and he had been hard at work for hours. However, his work was not up to her standards. She stepped into the room, her high heels clicking against the floor, and glared at him.

His heart raced as he bowed his head before her, desperate to please her. "My lady," he whispered, his eyes never leaving the ground. "I apologize for the mess. I will clean it better the next time."

Miss Sandra smirked, her eyes filled with mischief. She walked over to him, running her fingers through his hair before pressing him against the counter. His cock stirred in his pants, aching for her touch. "That's not good enough," she purred. "You know what you need to do to make it up to me."

Ariel's eyes widened in horror. He knew exactly what she was about to ask of him. He was her personal slave, and there was nothing he wouldn't do to please her. Still, he couldn't help but tremble at the thought of serving her in this way.

Miss Sandra pulled down her pants, revealing her perfect ass. "Kiss my ass, Ariel," she commanded. "And thank me for allowing you the privilege."

With a trembling hand, Ariel reached out and placed a kiss on her round cheek. He closed his eyes, wanting to block out the images of his mistress's bare bottom. "Thank you, my lady," he murmured, his voice barely audible.

The taste of her skin lingered on his lips as he waited for her next command. He braced himself, knowing what was coming next. Miss Sandra stepped up to him, her pussy dripping with her arousal. She wiggled her hips, inviting him to take a closer look.

Ariel could barely contain his excitement as he slowly lowered his head towards her womanhood. He inhaled her musky scent, his nose tickled by the warmth of her pussy. He gently kissed her swollen clit, listening to the soft moans that escaped her lips. Miss Sandra wrapped her fingers in his hair, holding him in place as she began to grind her hips against his face.

Her moans became louder, more desperate. She pushed him deeper into her folds, demanding that he taste her juices. Ariel couldn't believe how much power she had over him. He loved being at her service, doing anything to please her.

After what felt like an eternity, Miss Sandra finally pulled away. She stood there for a moment, catching her breath before addressing him once again. "Now, slave," she purred. "Swallow every drop of my pussy juice."

Ariel opened his mouth, eager to please his mistress. She slowly lowered herself onto his face, her wet pussy covering his tongue. He lapped up every drop, savoring the taste of her essence. When she was finally satisfied, she pulled away, leaving him gasping for air.

"Now," she said, her voice soft but firm. "You know what comes next."

Ariel shuddered with anticipation. He knew what she meant. His cock twitched in his pants as he waited for her command. "Beg me to piss on you," she said, her voice a whisper in his ear.

"Please, my lady," he whispered back. "Piss on me."

Miss Sandra smiled, her eyes sparkling with delight. She stepped away from him, slowly undoing her pants. Ariel's heart raced as he watched her perfect ass cheeks widen. He couldn't believe what was about to happen.

With a sigh, Miss Sandra began to piss. A warm stream of urine hit the floor between them. Ariel's cock twitched again as he watched the golden liquid flow from her pussy. Miss Sandra pissed for what felt like minutes, filling the room with the sound of running water. She finally stopped, zipping up her pants and turning to face him.

"Thank you for that, slave," she said, her voice lazy. "Now clean up your mess."

Ariel nodded, grabbing a bucket and a mop. He couldn't wait to get started. The thought of licking up every drop of her piss, the taste of her on his tongue...it was the ultimate reward for him.

As he worked, he couldn't help but feel grateful for his mistress. She was everything he could ever want in a woman - beautiful, dominant, and completely in control. And he was happy to serve her, no matter what she asked of him.