Toiletslaveanddommes - WildEva and Faith - basket lesson and piss humiliation

WildEva, a stunningly gorgeous and curvaceous domme, called her slave Faith to her luxurious home. Faith was an eager-to-please toiletslave, who yearned to serve his mistress in every way possible. As he entered the opulent abode, his nostrils were immediately filled with the sweet, musky scent of his mistress's pussy. Faith slowly made his way into the grand foyer, his heart racing with anticipation. He knelt before WildEva, his eyes locked on her lovely, high-heeled feet. With trembling hands, he began to worship them, kissing and licking every inch of her delicate toes. WildEva smiled, her power evident in the way she towered over him. "Not enough, Faith," she said sternly, letting out a soft tinkle of pee as she shifted her weight slightly. "You must show me your devotion for me to accept you." Faith knew what she meant; he stood up and quickly undid his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. WildEva looked on approvingly as he presented his ass to her, fully exposed and ready to be used. With a flick of her wrist, she commanded him to kneel on a nearby stool, his asshole completely exposed. "Now, Faith," she said, her voice dripping with delight. "Let's see how well you can play." WildEva grabbed a basketball, which she had conveniently placed nearby, and began to dribble it between Faith's legs. She ran her fingers teasingly along his slick, exposed pussy lips and up to his sensitive nipples. Faith moaned in both pleasure and submission as he felt her body against his back. Finally, WildEva stopped dribbling and bent down, holding the ball just out of reach of Faith's eager hands. "Earn it," she whispered, her hot breath tickling his neck. Without another word, Faith leaned forward, bending over the stool in full submission. He felt the cool air of the room rush past his exposed ass cheeks as WildEva lowered the ball, guiding it between them. She gently pushed and prodded at his ass, rubbing her fingertips against his tight little hole. "Good boy," she cooed, pressing the ball against Faith's entrance. "That's a good little toiletslave." As he grasped the ball in his hands, his asshole clenched around her fingers. Faith moaned in ecstasy as WildEva began to fuck him with the ball from behind, his prostate being massaged with every thrust. She continued to taunt and tease him, pushing the ball deeper into him as she rubbed her pussy against his back. Finally, when Faith could take no more, WildEva withdrew the ball and stood up, letting it drop to the floor with a hollow thud. She turned around, revealing her beautiful, steaming piss-soaked panties to Faith. With a wicked grin, she commanded him to taste her pee. Kneeling before her, Faith started to lick the thin stream of urine that trickled down her leg. He savored the taste of his mistress's piss, knowing that she was giving him the ultimate reward for his obedience. "You are such a good little toiletslave," WildEva purred, reaching down to caress Faith's face. "Come with me, we have more piss humiliation planned on the stairs." As they made their way to the stairs, Faith gazed longingly at his mistress, his heart full of gratitude for her dominance over him. He knew that serving her was all he wanted in life, and he was more than willing to do whatever it took to make her happy, no matter how humiliating or depraved the task might be.