World Goddess - Little piss mouth!

Little toilet mouth! World Goddess chuckled as she walked into her lavish bathroom, the scent of her amber-infused perfume filling the air. Her captive, bound and gagged by his hands and feet, lay helplessly on the cool marble floor. His eyes widened in fear as she approached, knowing full well what was about to happen. She strutted over to him, a mischievous grin forming on her ruby red lips. This day, she had decided to give him a double dose of her golden nectar. Oh, how he loved it!

Slowly, World Goddess unzipped her dress, revealing a skimpy black thong underneath. Her tan, smooth skin glistened in the light as she reached for his trembling body. With a wicked smirk, she grabbed his head and forced it between her thighs. His nose buried in her thick, dark bush, he inhaled deeply, taking in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. Little by little, she lowered herself onto his face, letting out a moan of pleasure. Her wetness covered his cheeks, dripping down his neck. Her fingers tangled in his short, black hair, holding him there like a willing toy.

Satisfied with his ministrations, World Goddess stood up, her hips swaying seductively. She walked over to the porcelain throne and mounted it, her perfect ass glistening under the steamy mist of her piss. With a scowl of determination, she aimed her pink, feminine pistol right at his open mouth. His eyes widened in terror as he realized what was about to happen. "Prepare to receive your mistress's piss," she commanded, her voice dripping with power and dominance. Without hesitation, she unleashed a torrent of hot, golden piss directly into his waiting mouth.

Little toilet mouth gagged on the first powerful jet of urine, but he knew better than to resist. He swallowed it all down, his cheeks bulging with each gulp. World Goddess watched, her brow raised in delight. She dragged it out, keeping him on the edge for as long as possible. She continued to fill his mouth with her piss, each jet landing directly on his tongue and teeth. By now, he was choking on it, but he never once thought of revolting. After what seemed like an eternity, World Goddess finally gave him a brief reprieve. She paused, the flow of her piss slowing to a trickle.

She leaned down, a malicious grin twisting her lips. "Swallow it all, toilet boy," she ordered, her voice dangerously low. Without hesitation, the little toilet boy swallowed every last drop. Satisfied, World Goddess stood up, her naked body glistening with sweat and piss. She reached down, grabbed a handful of his hair, and pulled him to his feet. "That's a good little toilet," she purred, stroking his cheek with the back of her fingers dripping with her nectar. With a fierce grin, she wiped her ass all over his face, leaving a trail of messy brown streaks across his perfect complexion.

Little toilet mouth whimpered in delight, his eyes rolling back in his head. "Thank you, Mistress," he murmured, his voice thick with desire and submission. He loved every second of being her toilet slave. Every time she used him, he felt closer to her, more connected than ever before. And deep down, he felt grateful for the chance to worship at her golden altar.

World Goddess chuckled, a deep, resonant sound that echoed through the otherwise silent room. "You're welcome, my little toilet," she responded, her hand trailing softly down his chest and abdomen. She paused for a moment, considering her next move. She knew just how much he loved it when she got creative with him. After all, he was just a toilet slave, and she was the World Goddess. She had complete control over him...and she loved every minute of it.

With a wicked grin, World Goddess disappeared into her bathroom, leaving little toilet mouth alone once again. He waited with bated breath, knowing that when she emerged again, he would be hers to do whatever she wished. Such was the life of a toilet slave under the command of the World Goddess.