FemdomBerlin - Preparation of a Toilet Slave

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FemdomBerlin - Preparation of a Toilet Slave

FemdomBerlin - Preparation of a Toilet Slave

As the clock struck midnight, Mistress Michelle's doorbell rang. She rose from her throne, her luxurious red satin gown flowing around her imposing figure. She knew exactly who it was - her new toilet slave had arrived. With a sinister smile curling her lips, she made her way to the front door and swung it open.

Standing before her was a terrified young man, his eyes wide with fear and anticipation. He barely managed a trembling bow as she looked down upon him with cold disdain. "Come in, slave," she hissed, stepping aside to allow him entry.

In the dimly lit living room, Mistress Michelle began her preparations for the evening's festivities. The slave watched in awe as she walked over to a luxurious golden toilet and sat down, her long legs elegantly draped over the side. His heart raced as he realized he would soon be at her mercy.

Mistress Michelle lifted her gown, revealing a pair of shapely legs clad in black fishnet stockings. She spread them wide, inviting him to worship at her feet. The slave knelt before her, kissing the soft skin at the top of her stockings, inhaling her intoxicating perfume. He ran his tongue up her calf, feeling the warmth of her skin against his lips.

Satisfied for now, she stood up and approached him, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. "You will be my personal toilet slave," she purred, her voice dripping with menace. "You will be at my beck and call, ready to clean and serve me whenever I desire."

With a sly grin, she produced a tray laden with items - a small brush, a bottle of disinfectant, and a clean towel. "First things first," she said, handing him the brush. "Clean my boots."

The slave nodded, trembling as he gently scrubbed the leather while Mistress Michelle watched. His hands shook uncontrollably as he worked; he couldn't believe he'd submitted himself to this. But it was too late now.

Next, he cleaned the toilet seat and bowl, paying special attention to every crevice and corner. As he worked, he could feel her eyes boring into him, examining his every move. Finally, he was instructed to clean her panties, which she'd worn earlier in the day.

With trembling hands, he lifted them to his nose and inhaled deeply - they smelled like roses and femininity. He cleaned them with the utmost care, knowing that his own fate depended on how well he pleased his Mistress.

As the preparations drew to a close, Mistress Michelle slipped off her panties and sat back down on the toilet, her pert derrière glistening with anticipation. "Now," she commanded, "kiss my ass."

The slave obliged, pressing his lips against her round cheeks. He felt a thrill as he breathed in her scent, a heady mix of sweat and feminine musk. He knew what was coming next.

With a devilish smirk, Mistress Michelle directed the trembling slave onto the toilet seat. She hovered above him, her full weight pressing down on his chest. He could feel the warmth of her urine against his lips as she began to pee, the strong stream hitting his face and chin.

She teased him for a few moments before finally releasing him, allowing him to catch his breath. She stood up and stepped away, her golden thong now dangling from her fingers. "Remember," she warned, "this is just the beginning. Tonight, you belong to me."

The slave couldn't believe what he'd gotten himself into, but there was no turning back now. From here on out, he would exist only to serve Mistress Michelle and her every filthy need. He closed his eyes, steeling himself for the inevitable.

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