Scat and Piss Femdom - Rachel Evans Her first Piss 03

Rachel, dressed in a sleek latex catsuit that hugged her shapely figure, looks incredibly sexy and confident. She strides into the room, her high-heeled boots clicking on the floor. In front of her is a terrified yet aroused submissive, kneeling on the cold, hard ground. Rachel's eyes flash as she approaches him, her scent of warmth and control enveloping him. "Today's the day, slave," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "You're going to taste my golden nectar." Before he could respond, Rachel pulled down his underwear, revealing his eager cock. She grasped it firmly in her hand, squeezing it gently before letting it go. It sprung back, ready for more. "Now open your mouth." The slave, trembling with excitement, opened his mouth as wide as he could. Slowly, Rachel lowered her glistening pussy onto his face, letting the warmth of her body wash over him. She began to grind her hips, enjoying the sensation of control over this new plaything. "That's it, slave," she breathed. "Suck on my clit. Make me feel good." As he licked and sucked on her swollen clit, Rachel moaned in pleasure. She leaned forward, pushing her ass towards his face. "Here," she commanded, "lick my asshole. Clean it for me." The slave hesitated for a moment, but Rachel's firm grip on his cock reminded him of his place. He obliged, parting her cheeks with gentle fingers and lapping at her tight little hole. Rachel closed her eyes, savoring the sensations coursing through her body. Finally, Rachel pulled away from the slave's eager face. "Now wait here, slave," she said, turning around to reveal her wet, glistening pussy. She spread her legs wide, daring him to taste her. Without hesitation, the slave buried his face between her legs, eager to soak up every drop of her nectar. Rachel moaned loudly as he lapped at her furiously, her hips bucking in rhythm with his tongue. "That's it, slave," she hissed, "drink my piss. Don't disappoint me." As she felt her orgasm building, Rachel grabbed the slave's hair and pulled his face up to hers. She released a long, steady stream of warm piss down his throat. He gagged and choked on the intense sensation but knew better than to challenge her. He drank it all, eager for more. Rachel let out a satisfied groan as the slave swallowed her piss, feeling an immense sense of power course through her veins. She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ears. "I have a feeling we're going to have a lot of fun together, slave," she whispered, her hot breath sending a shiver down his spine. With a final wink, Rachel turned and walked away, leaving the slave there, spent and exhausted but completely fulfilled.