Toiletslaveanddommes - Deity Bastet and Faith - Facesitting in leather pants - front view

Toiletslaveanddommes - Deity Bastet and Faith - Facesitting in leather pants - front view

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Deity Bastet, the goddess of cats and protection, towered over her submissive, Faith. She was dressed in a tight-fitting black leather catsuit that accentuated her voluptuous figure, and her high-heeled boots came up to Faith's neck. With a flick of her wrist, she commanded Faith to kneel in front of her. "Facesitting is a privilege, not a right," Bastet purred, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Now, show me your devotion by worshipping my feet." Faith hesitated, but he knew better than to disobey. He leaned in and pressed his lips against Bastet's shiny black boots, inhaling the intoxicating scent of leather and feminine power. His tongue darted out, tasting the smooth surface of the boots as he kissed them reverently. "That's better," Bastet said, her voice a low purr. "Now, for your reward." She lifted her leg, revealing the soft, inviting curve of her ass in the tight leather pants. Faith's heart raced as he imagined what was to come. Slowly, Bastet lowered herself onto Faith's face, her weight pushing him into the floor. As she settled into position, her ample breasts pressed against his chest, and he could feel the heat emanating from her core. "Mmm, that's what I like to see," Bastet murmured, her breath hot against Faith's ear. "You're so devoted to your mistress." From this position, Bastet could watch Faith's reactions while also enjoying the intimate contact. She leaned forward, her hands resting on Faith's shoulders as she began to grind her hips against his face. Faith moaned into her pussy, feeling her wetness against his lips. He couldn't help but taste her, the sweet nectar of her arousal filling his mouth. As she rode him, Bastet reached down and cupped Faith's chin, forcing him to look up at her. Her eyes were alight with pleasure, and she smiled down at him. "You're such a good little toiletslave," she purred. Just when Faith thought he couldn't take any more, Bastet sat up straight, lifting her hips off his face. He looked up at her, feeling bereft at the loss of her warmth. "No, no, no," Bastet said, shaking her head. "We haven't had our kicking session yet." With that, she leaned forward and placed a hand on either side of Faith's head. Slowly, she began to lower herself, her body weight pressing down on him. As she did, she lifted her legs, positioning them on either side of Faith's head. "Now, you'll get a taste of my boot heels," she said, her voice a low growl. And with that, she began to thrust her hips forward, grinding her pussy against Faith's face as she simultaneously kicked him in the chest and balls with the pointed toes of her boots. Faith howled in pain and pleasure, feeling overwhelmed by the combination of sensations. "That's it, you pathetic little toiletslave," Bastet purred, her voice a mix of amusement and sadism. "You belong to me, body and soul." Finally, Bastet pulled away, standing over Faith as he gasped for air. She smiled down at him, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You may be released now, Faith," she said, her tone making it clear that this was a privilege, not a right. Relieved, Faith climbed to his feet, his body aching from the intense session with Bastet. He knew that she could do this to him all day long, and he would never tire of serving his divine mistress.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 11min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 4020 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 192 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 328MB