The day was hot, and Margo, a stunningly beautiful and voluptuous BBW goddess, found herself feeling particularly naughty. She had always enjoyed dominating men and women alike, butSomething about the humid summer air made her crave toiletslaveanddommes more than usual. So she decided to indulge in one of her favorite pastimes: finding someone to use as a personal toilet slave.
Dressed in a skimpy white lingerie that hugged her massive curves perfectly, Margo strolled confidently into a local bar. She knew what she was looking for, and it didn't take her long to spot her mark. A pathetic man slumped over at the counter, staring at his empty glass as if death itself would quench his thirst.
Margo sauntered over to him, her heels clicking on the floor. "Excuse me, darling," she purred in her silky voice. "I couldn't help but notice how thirsty you looked." With a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, she added, "Would you like me to do something about that?"
The man looked up at her, his eyes wide with surprise. He stammered out an incoherent response before nodding vigorously. Margo chuckled softly, pleased with his eagerness. "Good boy," she said. "Now follow me."
She led him out of the bar and into her waiting limousine. The man was in awe of her; she couldn't have looked more regal if she tried. Margo took a seat at the back of the car, patting the spot next to her. "Come, come," she said, her voice laced with desire. "Let's see what you're made of."
The man hesitated before climbing into the seat. Margo leaned in close, her ample bosom brushing against his arm. "Relax, darling," she whispered. "I won't hurt you... unless you want me to."
As they drove through the city, Margo began to tease the man. She placed one of her perfectly manicured toes against his crotch, eliciting a gasp from him. She giggled and then pushed him onto the floor of the limo, straddling him. "You're going to be my personal toilet slave," she purred, leaning down to kiss His neck delicately.
The man shook his head in disbelief but couldn't deny his growing arousal. He moaned softly as she continued to tease him, tracing patterns over his chest with a fingertip while holding his gaze. Then, without warning, she stood up sharply. "First things first," she said, winking at him.
She took him to a nearby public restroom, pushing him inside a stall. "I'll be back in a minute, darling," she said. "You know what to do."
As soon as the door closed behind her, the man began to frantically undo his pants. He could barely contain his excitement as he knelt in front of the toilet, ready for her command. A few moments later, Margo returned, her massive form taking up almost the entire width of the stall door. She chuckled at his eagerness. "Good boy," she said. "Now open wide and suck on my balls."
The man hesitated for a moment before doing as he was told. Margo moaned in pleasure as he began to tenderly lick and suck her heavy ballsack. As he sucked, she grabbed onto the back of his head, pulling him deeper into her groin. She groaned loudly. "That's it," she whispered, "Show me how much you like it."
The man responded by drawing one of her balls into his mouth, rolling it against his tongue, and sucking hard. He could feel her warm juices flooding his mouth, and it only made him want more. Margo let out a long, satisfied sigh before stepping back. "Alright," she murmured, "You've pleased me. Now it's time to take a drink of your mistress's piss."
Without another word, she grabbed his head and pushed the tip of her piss-filled cock against his lips. He opened his mouth obediently, taking as much of it as he could. Margo watched him closely, her eyes drilled into his as he swallowed her hot, salty seed. When she was finally finished, she zipped up and walked out of the stall, leaving him kneeling in a puddle of his own piss and cum.
As they drove back to her mansion, Margo couldn't help but feel satisfied. Her toiletslaveanddommes had done well, but she knew he would only be a warmup for what she had planned next. She spent the rest of the night in her chambers, fantasizing about her next conquest – and her next chance to dominate a willing submissive.
