Mistress Luna returned home after an exhilarating trip to Athens, eager to get back into her kinks. She missed her loyal toiletslaveanddommes and their unusual trysts. She decided it was time for a rewarding session with her slave, whom she would make wait patiently for her return.
Upon entering the room, Mistress Luna found Faith kneeling at her feet, anxious and anticipating his Mistress's arrival. He knew what was coming and couldn't wait any longer. She walked up to him and pulled down his pants, revealing his shriveled cock and caged balls. She chuckled softly before pulling out a riding crop and giving it a playful swat against her hand.
"I think it's time for a little wake-up call," Mistress Luna said, her voice sweetly sinister. She proceeded to smack Faith's cock and balls with the riding crop, causing him to cry out in pain mixed with arousal. She stood over him, her perfect body clad in luxurious lingerie that accentuated every curve and slope.
"Now then," she continued, her eyes glinting with mischief, "let's start with something simple. Sniff my ass, Faith. Take a good long whiff of my beautiful, delicious rear."
Faith hesitated at first but eventually lowered his head between Mistress Luna's ass cheeks. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of her perfume mixed with the unmistakable aroma of her tight, muscular asshole. It was intoxicating to him, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body despite the pain from the riding crop.
Satisfied with Faith's ass-sniffing efforts, Mistress Luna moved on to the next part of their playtime. "Now, sugarboo," she purred, "show me what a good toiletslaveanddommes you are. Show me your obedience by licking my ass and my butthole clean."
Faith began to work his tongue up and down the crack of Mistress Luna's ass, lapping at her juices and butthole like a hungry dog. She moaned softly, her hips bucking against his face as he licked and sucked on her tight asshole, her fingers digging into his shoulder-length hair.
After a few minutes, Mistress Luna pulled her hair from Faith's mouth. "Very good, but there's more to be done," she said, her voice deeper now. "Now it's time for you to show your appreciation for my supper." She grabbed a handful of her own farts, pinching off a big one and holding it right under Faith's nose. "Inhale, my pet. Inhale the scent of your Mistress."
Faith did as he was told, inhaling deeply as the putrid smell filled his nostrils. Choking and coughing, he couldn't believe what he was doing but he knew he had no choice. Mistress Luna smiled cruelly as she watched him squirm, enjoying every second of his humiliation.
Once he had taken a good long sniff of her fart, Mistress Luna moved on to facesitting him. She climbed on top of Faith's chest, her body hovering just above his face as she straddled his shoulders. Then she lowered herself slowly, her soft lips pressing against Faith's in a brutal kiss as her weight compressed his chest and suffocated him.
Faith could feel the heat radiating from between Mistress Luna's legs, and he knew what she wanted. He began to lick and nibble at her pussy through her thick black lace panties, pleasuring her as she rode him face-down into submission.
After several long minutes of facesitting and pussy-eating, Mistress Luna finally dismounted from Faith's body. She leaned down and whispered in his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. "You've been such a good little toiletslaveanddommes today," she purred. "Now, it's time to worship my favorite boots."
Faith scrambled to his feet, his eyes shining with adoration as he looked up at Mistress Luna's towering black stilettos. He knelt down before her, lifting one of her feet gently onto his knee as he ran his tongue up the side of her boot. She moaned softly as he worked his way from her ankle to her calf, his tongue causing her stockings to slide slightly.
"Now, lick the heel of my boot slut," Mistress Luna commanded, her foot flexing slightly as Faith got closer to touching her most sensitive spots. He nodded eagerly, opening his mouth wide as he lapped at her heel like a hungry puppy. She could feel him sucking on her skin, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
As Faith continued to worship her boots, Mistress Luna knew she had one final act in store for him. Slowly, she pulled back her other foot, revealing a tiny stream of urine trickling down the side of her other boot. "Well, my dear toiletslaveanddommes, it seems you'll be getting just a little bit more than you bargained for," she giggled, her voice devilishly sweet. "Drink up, Faith. Drink my sweet pee like the good little boy you are."
With that, Mistress Luna emptied her bladder directly onto Faith's face, her hot piss splashing against his skin as he opened his mouth wide to taste her essence. He gulped down her urine greedily, his cock now hard and throbbing beneath his cage as he tasted the salty sweetness of his Mistress's piss.
As the last drops of piss dripped from her cocktail dress onto Faith's face, Mistress Luna climbed off him, panting heavily. She surveyed her slave, satisfied with his obedience and the intensity of their session. "Now go clean yourself up, slave," she commanded, her claws raking gently against his skin as she pointed towards the shower. "I expect you to be fresh and ready for our next playtime."
As he walked towards the shower, Faith couldn't help but smile to himself. The scent of his Mistress's farts and piss clung to his skin, a constant reminder of their intimate bond. He knew he belonged to her, body and soul, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
