Dea Nemesi Goddess Femdom

A new candidate for my company. He seems motivated and willing to apply himself but asks if the desk I use will become his workstation so I burst out laughing and immediately show him where he sits. He doesnt seem scared at all and instead responds with an interesting. Well, lets get to work then. After playing a little with his genitals I feel the urge so I make him sit under the toilet seat and first I empty my bladder and then fill his mouth with my very soft hot chocolate. He seems happy ...

My idiot slave dared to take me out to dinner last night. I should have seen it coming: a being like him will never be able to choose a restaurant worthy of my refined palate. The result? Stomach ache, discomfort, disgust. Unacceptable.Today he will pay. I dragged him to the shower like the useless worm he is, immobilized with duct tape, mouth taped: absolute silence, as he deserves. Someone must suffer for my pain, and who if not him, responsible for such an unforgivable mistake?First I enjoy ...

I have to go to a party and I decided to bring Sissy with me. Maybe she underestimated the situation since she is not ready yet, that idiot takes forever to get ready. It will mean that the Mistress will have to help her with the makeup, the makeup my way though. First I immobilize her with tape also covering her mouth so as not to hear the complaints and I proceed to produce both the beauty serum in the form of my divine piss and the foundation made of my shit..oh yes the foundation has a ...

After a whole night of dancing on the heels of my Louboutin sandals - bad idea - my feet are destroyed. So I decide to go home barefoot: my slave is waiting for me, and he will pay, since he gave me those shoes. As soon as I enter, without saying a word, I show him my dirty feet, the idiot is not able to clean them properly. His filthy mouth is just a toilet for me and as such it will be used. First for the ideas, to proceed with my divine piss and finish with my steaming shit.

This morning I woke up very bad, really bad (and it shows on my face)Full of phlegm and with a stomachache, someone will have to pay for my discomfort and it will be the slave in the cage who suffers. As it should be, I will transfer all my pain to him. First by spitting all my phlegm into his mouth and then shitting in it. But I still dont feel so good, I will do some anal washing to empty myself properly and only when the slave has drunk all my diarrhea will I feel relief.

Coming back from walking with my dog, I feel very nervous. Its not easy trying to keep him under control. I try to talk to him, to explain how I feel, but he immediately makes me understand that he is thirsty and very hungry. So, as a good Mistress, I cant do anything but dedicate myself to preparing his favorite food. I piss in his bowl to quench his thirst and I shit on the floor because he is a dog and doesnt need dishes. The dog seems a little scared at the sight of all that beautiful ...

As I walk home, I see him. A man, right there in front of me. What is he doing? He’s urinating in the driveway, where dozens of people pass every day. How disgusting. Without thinking twice, I approach with a determined step. He’s homeless, unkempt, dirty, miserable. I almost feel sorry for him… but not enough.I look him straight in the eyes, and with my firm voice — and a smile that doesn’t allow for replies — I invite him to follow me. He has no choice. I take him to my house. Once ...

Its early in the morning, and after spending the night at Lilys, we wake up calmly and go out onto the terrace to enjoy the sun and the fresh air. The night before we had eaten a really heavy meal - a lasagna made by Lily, delicious but quite full. Now, under the morning sun and with that light breeze caressing us, we still feel a bit heavy... luckily there is something waiting for us: the terrace toilet, how wonderful to be able to use it right here under the sun. Precisely to improve his ...

Finally, the first warm days. The sun lazily filters through the window and I, triumphant, enjoy my ice cream cone on the couch like a queen on her throne. Creamy, fresh, perfect. A small everyday luxury that tastes like freedom.Beside me, kneeling as always, my leashed slave stares at me with hungry eyes. I know what hes thinking. He wants a taste. A bite, a lick, even a trace of that sweetness. But no. I don’t share my ice cream. Especially not with him.“You can only lick the heel of my ...

They say the morning has gold in its mouth — and I couldn’t agree more. I always wake up feeling good: sharp, confident, in control. But this morning, theres something extra.I get ready with care, choosing a sexy, calculated look — tempting, yet untouchable. My sheer stockings cling to me like a second skin. A ******. I’m waiting for my man.I slowly walk down the stairs, and at the bottom, as always, my submissive awaits. On his knees. Eyes lowered. Holding a hot coffee and a cigarette.The ...