My name is Mistress RosellaExtrem and I am known for my extreme Femdom desires. Today, I had a meeting with a slave who desired to be humiliated and degrade himself in the most demeaning ways possible. The slave was eager to please me and begged for his wish to swallow my divine piss.
I arrived at the location, dressed in my finest leather outfit and stilettos. The slave was kneeling in front of me, his head bowed low and his eyes focused on the ground. I stood before him, towering over his scrawny form.
"Today, you will worship my piss," I said with a cold smile. "I hope you're ready to degrade yourself for your mistress."
The slave nodded eagerly, his face filled with anticipation and fear. Without further ado, I lifted up my skirt and exposed my drenched pussy. It was already dripping with my sweet nectar from the excitement of the encounter.
"Kneel down, slave," I commanded. "And open your mouth wide."
The slave obeyed without hesitation as he knew the consequences of disobeying me. I slowly lowered myself over him, aiming my flow right at his open mouth. The warmth of my piss hit his tongue and he tried his best to swallow it all down but couldn't contain it all.
The feeling of dominance coursed through my veins as I watched him gag on my piss. I let out a low laugh, "You pathetic worm. You'll never be able to handle my piss."
As the slave struggled to stand up after being overwhelmed by my piss, he noticed that some of it had splashed onto the floor. I pointed this out to him and ordered him to lick it up. His tongue darted out hesitantly, but with a flick of my wrist, I sent him sprawling back onto the ground.
"Lick it up like the filthy piss slave you are," I sneered as he reluctantly got back onto all fours.
Without any further prompting, he opened his mouth wide once more and began lapping at every drop of piss on the floor. My heart raced with excitement as I watched him degrade himself even further.
"Satisfied now, slave?" I asked mockingly.
He looked up at me with pleading eyes, ready for any further humiliation I might have in store for him. I contemplated my next move for a moment before smirking evilly.
"Kiss my boots," I commanded as I stepped closer to him.
The slave hesitantly raised himself off the ground and kissed my boot heel before lowering himself back onto all fours again. I waited for a moment longer, watching his vulnerable form before deciding that he had paid his due for today.
With a final flourish, I turned around and walked away, leaving him there scrambling to lick up every last drop of piss from the floor. As I walked away, I couldn't help but feel elated by the power I had over this pathetic loser who craved my degradation above all else.
