As Miss Medea sat on her slave's face, her asshole in his line of sight, she felt a wicked smile curl across her lips. Today was going to be a particularly perverted day for him, and she reveled in the thought.
She watched as he licked her ass eagerly, his tongue teasing at her entrance. "That's it, slave," she purred, stroking his hair gently. "You like serving your mistress this way, don't you?"
He nodded eagerly, his face red with shame and excitement. She could see the drool collecting at the corners of his mouth and loved every second of it.
"Good boy," she said before standing up and walking over to the stove. There was a pot of chocolate spread on the burner, slowly heating up. The smell of sweet chocolate filled the room, making her mouth water.
She picked up a spoon and began to stir the chocolate, watching as it became thicker and richer. Once it was the right consistency, she dipped her finger into the warm cream and tasted it. It was perfect.
She turned to her slave, who was still on the floor, eyes glued to her every move. "Come here, slave," she commanded.
He crawled over to her, his skin glistening with sweat and chocolate drool. She reached down and grabbed his hand, guiding it to the pot of chocolate spread.
"You're going to help me fill this syringe," she said, her voice low and throaty. "And then you're going to help me inject it into my ass."
His eyes widened in terror and excitement, but he nodded slowly, squeezing the plastic handle of the syringe tightly.
She watched as he struggled to push the plunger of the syringe, his hands trembling with fear and anticipation. Finally, it was full, and she took it from him gently.
"I'm going to fill my ass with this chocolate now," she said, her voice a whisper. "And then you're going to lick me clean."
She turned around and bent over, presenting her bare ass to him. His cock, already half-hard from anticipation, throbbed under his loose pants.
Miss Medea carefully pressed the tip of the syringe against her asshole, shuddering as she felt the cold metal against her sensitive skin. Slowly, she pushed the plunger, feeling the warm chocolate spread filling her insides.
She let out a low moan of pleasure as she felt the chocolate spread spreading inside her, coating her insides with its sweetness.
Satisfied, she pulled the syringe out and stood up, turning around to face her slave once more. His eyes were wild, his face a mess of chocolate and drool.
"Now," she said, her voice almost a hiss, "you get to enjoy the fruits of your labor."
She squatted over his face, feeling the warmth of her ass envelop his nose and mouth. "Open up," she ordered, and he did as he was told, his mouth gaping open in anticipation.
She leaned forward, feeling the brush against his tongue as she lowered her thick, chocolate-covered asshole onto his face. He groaned around her ass, tasting the sweet chocolate and stale shit that was packed deep inside her.
She leaned back with a smirk, feeling the thick chocolate coating inside her stretch. She could feel it oozing out of her supple asshole, dripping down onto his face and chest.
She reached down, grabbing two more syringes filled with warm chocolate spread. She carefully pushed them into her ass, feeling the cold metal against her flesh as the sweet cream filled her up once more.
She burst out laughing as she felt the pressurized chocolate forcing its way into her asshole, splattering against the insides of her back passage.
Finally, she pulled the last syringe out of her ass, gasping for breath as she felt the cool air rush in. She stood up, swaying slightly as she caught her breath, feeling the thick chocolate coating her insides.
She turned back to her slave, who was lying on the floor, covered in chocolate and shit. His cock stood at attention, leaking pre-cum onto the filthy carpet.
"Clean me up," she said, her voice hoarse from exertion.
He nodded eagerly, his tongue slipping out to lick at the trailing chocolate that led from her ass to his mouth. He pressed his tongue against her asshole, lapping up the thick, sweet chocolate that coated the insides of her back passage.
Miss Medea watched, her heart racing with anticipation as she waited for him to perform. She leaned over, grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling his head down harder against her ass.
He moaned around her asshole, feeling the taste of sickly sweet chocolate and stale shit fill his mouth. He could feel her ass pulsing around his tongue, begging to be cleaned.
She held him there for what felt like hours, riding his face as he lapped up her ass like a dirty dog. Finally, she pulled away with a satisfied grunt, stepping back to admire her handiwork.
Her slave was covered in chocolate and shit, his face a mess of sticky cum and drool. She reached down, running her fingers through the chocolate that coated his chest, spreading it thickly over his skin.
Suddenly, she pounced on him, pushing him back against the floor and holding him down with her body weight. She leaned in close, her mouth brushing against his ear.
"See if you can taste your own cum," she growled, leaning back to reveal a mouthful of chocolate-covered cum.
He moaned, feeling her breath tickle his ear as she forced the thick chocolate liquid between his lips. He struggled against the taste, trying to push it back out with his tongue, but it was no use.
She grinned, feeling the power course through her veins as she watched him struggle with the taste of his own cum, laced with her shit and chocolate.
"Now," she said, standing up and dusting off her hands, "get cleaned up. I'll be in my chambers if you need me."
With that, she turned and strode confidently out of the room, leaving him there to deal with the mess they'd created together.
