In the midst of lunchtime, Mistress Gaia stood before her servant, Maria. The Mistress looked down at her in disgust as she realized how hungry she herself was. She decided that it was time for Maria to feed her, as she always did.
"Alright, it's time to feed my bitch," Mistress Gaia said with a grin, pulling back her long brown hair and revealing her neck. She could feel her pulse racing in anticipation of what was to come.
Maria nodded obediently and approached her Mistress, who grabbed her by the hair and forced her to her knees. "You are going to eat what I've dugested," she growled, pushing Maria's head towards her ass.
Without any hesitation, Maria opened her mouth wide and began licking the creamy substance from around Mistress Gaia's anus. The taste wasn't unpleasant—in fact, it was quite savory—but the act itself filled Maria with both shame and arousal.
As Maria lapped up the remains of Mistress Gaia's lunch, she let out a moan of satisfaction. "That's my good boy," Mistress Gaia purred, pushing the rest of it into Maria's waiting mouth.
When Maria had finished, she looked up at her Mistress with puppy-dog eyes, eager for more. But instead of giving her more to eat, Mistress Gaia smirked and pulled her closer. "Now come here and let me fuck your dirty mouth," she ordered, shoving Maria's face into her crotch.
As Maria licked and sucked on her seconds-hand clitoris like a devoted servant, Mistress Gaia couldn't help but let out a long, satisfied groan. This was power—real power—and she loved every moment of it.
Finally sated, Mistress Gaia pulled away and thrust her hips back into Maria's face. She felt a warm stream of piss hitting the back of Maria's throat, and she knew it was time to feed her bitch one last time.
"Tell me," Mistress Gaia said with a menacing calm, "how much you appreciate your lunch."
Maria looked up at her Mistress, tears streaming down her face. "Thank you, Mistress," she whimpered. "This was the best lunch I've ever had."
With that, Mistress Gaia smiled and allowed Maria to stand. "Now go, my good girl," she said. "Eat your fill and clean yourself up. You have some training to do later."
Maria rose slowly, bowing deeply as she backed away from her Mistress. She could feel the mixture of shame and exhilaration coursing through her veins, a reminder of just who was in control here.
As she walked away, she glanced back one last time at Mistress Gaia, who was already prepping her next meal. Maria knew that this was an unbreakable cycle—one that would continue until she could finally prove herself worthy of her Mistress's affection.
