FETISHTAINMENT Femdom & Fetish - Lady Michelle: Im threatening to use him as a toilet

Lady Michelle returned from the stables, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She stepped into the throne room where her slave awaited her, his body trembling with anticipation and fear. She smirked down at him, feeling the power of her position as she surveyed his trembling form. "I've just returned from the stables, slave," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "And now I want to use you to ride my face and make me cum. Then, once I'm satisfied, you'll have the pleasure of cleaning my pussy and ass." The slave nodded, his eyes widening in terror. He knew what was coming next - he'd felt it many times before. Lady Michelle loved to play with him, pushing him further and further into humiliation and submission. But still, he couldn't help but crave her touch. As she sat down on his face, pressing herself against his mouth and tongue, Lady Michelle began to talk dirty to him. She told him how much she loved feeling him worship her body like this, how much she enjoyed controlling every aspect of his life. And then she dropped the bombshell - she would make him her personal toilet if he didn't clean her properly. The thought terrified the slave, but he knew he had no choice. He had to obey his Mistress, no matter what. So, with shaking hands, he reached between her legs and began to lick her ass and pussy clean. He could feel himself growing aroused by the intense sensation of being so close to her, yet still degraded and used like a piece of trash. As Lady Michelle rode his face, grinding herself against his mouth and groaning with pleasure, she plotted his downfall even further. She thought about taking him to the stables and offering him up to the horse girls as their personal toilet slave. The thought excited her - the thought of seeing him completely submit and degrade himself in the eyes of others made her wet with anticipation. Finally, she pulled away from his face, smirking down at him. "Good job, slave," she purred, running her fingers through his hair. "Now go and prepare yourself for your next task. I have a feeling it's going to be quite interesting." With that, she left the throne room, leaving the shaken and bewildered slave behind. He knew that his life was no longer his own - he belonged to Lady Michelle, body and soul.