In a secluded chamber, there was a beautiful young woman whose name was Mistress. She stood over her human toilet, a man who knelt before her with a submissive and embarrassed look on his face. His cock was hard and leaking pre-cum, ready to receive her massive load.
"Open your mouth," she commanded in a velvety voice, her lips twisted into a cruel smirk. The man obeyed without hesitation, parting his lips to reveal his trembling tongue.
"Now say," she continued, piercing him with her fiery gaze. "Say that you want to taste every inch of me."
"Mistress, I want to taste every inch of you," he stammered, his voice cracking with anticipation and fear.
She chuckled darkly, leaning down to give him a teasing kiss on the lips before slowly lowering herself onto his face. Feeling the warmth of her body against his nose, he could already smell the sweet aroma of her arousal.
As Mistress began grinding herself against his face, he moaned in ecstasy, his tongue darting out to lap at her folds. She groaned in response, thrusting harder against him as she felt his eager mouth on her sensitive skin.
"That's it, you little turd," she whispered, her breath hot in his ear. "Clean my pussy until it's glistening clean."
Feeling her walls pulse around him, he knew that she was about to unleash her massive load. He braced himself, holding onto her thighs as she started to grind against his face faster and harder.
With a deafening scream, Mistress erupted, bucking wildly as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her juices flowed freely, soaking his face as he continued to lick and suckle her.
Finally, the intense feeling begun to subside, and she allowed herself to slip off his face, collapsing onto the floor in a pool of sweat and satisfaction. As he looked up at her, his eyes filled with awe and admiration.
"Was it good for you, turd?" she purred, running a lazy hand through her tousled hair.
"Yes, Mistress," he gasped, unable to contain his emotions. "It was the best I've ever had."
