By Toilet Slaves Scatology.
Finally, the lesson had come to an end after what felt like an eternity for the tormented and degraded slave. He was grateful that it was over, but his mistress showed no sign of relenting. She continued to use his face as her foot stool, grinding her high-heeled feet into his nose and forehead with a satisfied gleam in her eyes. It was a torturous experience, but he dared not complain or resist in any way.
Her wet panties hummed against his lips as he continued to service her, licking up every drop of her sweat and essence that had accumulated during the lesson. The slave whimpered in delight as he felt her pussy throbbing against his face, signalling her imminent climax.
"That's a good boy," she purred, her voice laced with satisfaction. "Drink up every drop of my love juices, you pathetic excuse for a man."
Her words were like a knife to his heart, but he drank deeper, unable to get enough of her intoxicating essence. His nose twitched at the intoxicating scent of her arousal, and he moaned in approval as she pushed him further into depravity.
Suddenly, his ears were filled with the sound of splashing. He looked up in confusion, only to see her standing over him, her pussy glistening with wetness. She let out a contented sigh and let loose a torrent of hot piss onto his adoring face, drenching him from head to toe.
"Now, drink it all up, slave."
Her demand sent shivers down his spine, but he didn't hesitate. He opened his mouth wide and let the warm stream of piss wash over his tongue, savoring every drop. It tasted delicious, an intoxicating blend of intimacy and humiliation.
Throughout the entire ordeal, the slave couldn't help but feel a perverse sense of pleasure. He had never known such degradation before, and yet he couldn't help but crave more. As he lapped up the last drop of piss from his mistress's exhausted pussy, he closed his eyes and let out a contented moan.
"You are truly my slave," she whispered, her voice echoing in his ears. "And now, for your final lesson..."
The slave looked up in anticipation, his heart racing with excitement and fear. Whatever she had planned next, he knew it would drive him to new depths of pleasure and humiliation. He couldn't wait to find out.
