Alice Maze Dominates with Scat and Piss Fun
In the world of BDSM, Alice Maze has established herself as a powerful and unconventional dominatrix. Her fetish for scat and piss play has won her many devoted subs who yearn for the thrill of being used in such intimate ways. In this particular session, Alice shows off her skills by treating her sub to a mix of scat and piss fun.
The scene opens with Alice straddling her sub, her eyes glinting with excitement. She leans down, her breath fanning his face as she whispers, "Today, you're going to be a filthy little toilet slave." With that, she positions his mouth over her twat, dripping nectar from her pussy lips onto his tongue. As he eagerly laps it up, she sits back on her heels, admiring the sight of his face covered in her juices.
Next, Alice turns her attention to her other tool of domination: a steel commode. She gently guides the trembling sub towards it, and with a wicked grin, orders him to kneel before it. His arms shake as he obediently assumes the position, leaning forward with his face just inches away from the porcelain.
Without further instruction, Alice straddles the commode, taking his face between her thighs. He can feel her juices trickling down his chin as she teasingly grinds against him. Finally, she gives the command he's been waiting for: "Say it." He hesitates for only a moment before stammering out, "Please make me your toilet slave, Mistress Alice."
That's all the encouragement she needs. With a triumphant smirk, she lowers herself onto the commode, her ass hovering above the rim. With an almost inaudible whimper, the sub recognizes what's about to happen. As he watches in horror and anticipation, Alice lets out a long, slow stream of piss directly into his open mouth. The warm, salty liquid fills him up, pooling around his tongue and throat as he chokes on the unexpected sensation.
Once she's finished, Alice leans back, admiring the view of her sub kneeling before her, piss dripping from his chin. She takes one last look of satisfaction before rising from the commode, her legs still trembling with excitement. She walks over to him, her heels clicking on the floor as she looms over him. With a cruel smirk, she reaches under his chin, lifting his face towards hers so they're eye to eye. "Now," she purred, "what do you want?"
He doesn't hesitate this time. "More, Mistress Alice," he whispers, his voice shaking with desire and fear. She chuckles darkly, her lips curling into a sinister smile. "Very well," she replies, her voice like silk wrapped in chains. "But remember, you asked for it."
With that, she turns and walks away, leaving him there, aching and filled with her essence. As he waits for her next command, he can't help but wonder what she has in store for him next. One thing is certain though: he's hers, body and soul.
