As the sun rose over the city, Goddess Andreea awoke with an insatiable desire for complete control and submission. Her mind wandered to her toilet slave, a man who was both terrified and aroused by her power. She knew he would be eager to please her in any way she desired.
Dressed in nothing but a skimpy black thong, Andreea made her way to the bathroom where her toilet slave awaited her. She could hear him whimpering in anticipation of her arrival. "Toilet slave," she purred, her voice echoing through the tiled space.
The man trembled as he knelt before her, his eyes fixed on her perfect form. "Are you ready to serve your mistress?" she asked him coldly, daring him to disobey.
"Yes, Goddess," he replied, his voice quavering with fear and desire.
She smiled cruelly and reached down to unzip his pants, revealing his erect cock. "You pathetic creature," she growled, kicking him hard in the chest. He clutched at his skin as pain shot through him, but remained kneeling obediently.
Andreea stepped onto a small stool next to the toilet and positioned herself over it, revealing her soiled panties to the terrified man below. "Now," she commanded, her voice hard like stone, "lick me clean."
The man hesitated for only a moment before leaning forward and tentatively pushing his tongue into her soiled underwear. She moaned softly in approval as he lapped at her clit like a hungry dog. As he worked, she reached into a nearby drawer and withdrew a large black dildo, the head of which was encrusted with gleaming metal spikes.
"Now," she said calmly, "open your mouth wide."
The man's eyes widened in horror as he realized what she intended. But he knew better than to refuse his mistress. As she lowered the dildo, the spiked head pushing between his lips, he moaned loudly in pain and discomfort. But still, he did not resist.
With a malicious grin, Andreea sat down on the toilet and leaned forward, pressing her soiled panties against his trembling cock. He could feel her warmth against him, and the heady scent of her arousal made his head spin. "Now," she said again, "you are to come inside me."
Nearly in tears from the pain and the suggestion that he was about to come inside his own mistress, the toilet slave did as he was told. He groaned in agony as he felt the spiked dildo push against his prostate, but also felt a strange sense of pleasure coursing through him. "Faster," Andreea ordered. He obeyed, thrusting upwards with all his might, making the dildo slip in and out of her wetness.
As he reached climax, the world rotated around him. He could feel warm fluid filling his mouth and streaming down his chin as he came inside his mistress. Andreea leaned back, a look of satisfaction on her face. "Good boy," she purred, pulling the dildo from his mouth and standing up.
She moved to the sink and turned on the water, rinsing their combined fluids from the dildo and wiping it clean with a towel. "Now," she said, turning back to him, "you will clean my boots."
The toilet slave trembled as he reached up and took the boots from her, breathing in her scent as he did so. He knelt down and began licking the dirty leather, his tongue darting here and there to clean every nook and cranny. As he worked, he could feel her watching him, weighing his performance.
When the boots were clean, she reached down and pulled him to his feet by his hair. "Now," she said, her voice low and menacing, "you will prepare yourself for the final act of humiliation."
And so, the toilet slave knelt before his mistress once again, his eyes never leaving hers as she unsheathed the massive black strapon. He trembled in anticipation of the pain to come, knowing that it would be nothing compared to the satisfaction he would feel after serving his Goddess so completely.
