Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - A SPURTING TOILET - mobile version

Mistress Gaia, the renowned Goddess of the Earth, surveyed her latest disciple with a mixture of amusement and anticipation. This slave had come to her during her tour in Milan, begging to serve her as a human toilet. Now he lay before her, naked and trembling on the floor, his cock already hard in anticipation of what was to come.

With a gracious smile, Mistress Gaia began to position herself over his prostrate form. She leaned down closer to his face, her warm breath fanning across his cheeks as she spoke. "You are about to experience the ultimate in humiliation and depravity," she purred. "But you asked for it, didn't you? You want to be my toilet."

The slave could only nod in reply, his eyes fixed on her impossibly perfect ass. Slowly, gently, she lowered herself onto his face, her glorious muscular buttocks pressing against his mouth. He opened wide, feeling the warmth of her body envelop him as she began to fill his mouth with her rich, fragrant shit. She was an expert at this; he could feel her taking her time, enjoying his discomfort and shame.

As she continued to shit into his mouth, Mistress Gaia reached down and began to stimulate his nipples with her fingers. She pinched and twisted them mercilessly, eliciting moans of ecstasy from him as he struggled to contain her filth. It was an odd mix of pleasure and disgust that coursed through his body, but he couldn't deny the curve of his spine as he pressed his hips up towards her. He needed to cum so badly, but he daren't ask for release.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Mistress Gaia pulled her mouth away from his face. She allowed him to catch his breath for a moment before standing up and stepping back to admire her handiwork. He was covered in shit from head to toe, his own cum splattered across his chest and stomach. It was a disgusting sight, but to Mistress Gaia, it was nothing short of beautiful.

She kneeled down next to him and reached out a gloved hand, brushing a strip of shit across his lips. "Now," she purred, "taste yourself. And remember... nothing must be wasted."