Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - LAST MEAL - mobile version

Mistress Gaia looked down at her watch, frowning. Her expectant slave was late, and she was annoyed. She paced back and forth in front of her studio entrance, glancing at the time every few seconds. Finally, the door swung open, and the slave entered, head bowed in shame.

She stopped in front of him, towering over him with her high heels clacking against the floor. "You are late," she said coolly. "You will be punished." His eyes widened in fear as he waited for her to retaliate. Instead, she smiled cruelly. "I think I have another way to make you pay," she purred.

The slave trembled as Mistress Gaia stepped closer, her body pressed against his. She clenched her fists at her sides, restraining herself from giving into the impulse to strike him. "You are going to enjoy a Mistress Gaia style snack," she whispered in his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. "Kneel down and show your appreciation."

The slave knelt on the ground, lowering his head in submission. His heart raced as he awaited her command. Mistress Gaia smiled maliciously, her lips curling into a Cheshire cat grin. "Good boy," she cooed, running her fingers through his hair. "Now, show me how much you worship my shoes."

The slave gently lifted one of Mistress Gaia's high-heeled shoes, hesitating for a moment before placing a soft kiss on the leather. He looked up at her, pleadingly, waiting for her reaction. She watched him with amusement before pushing him down onto his back. "I think you need a little more practice," she chuckled, stepping over him and straddling his chest. "Open your mouth wide."

The slave obeyed, spreading his mouth as wide as he could. Mistress Gaia leaned down, spitting into his mouth. "There's my saliva," she said, smiling. "Now, close your eyes and swallow." The slave did as he was told, feeling her hot saliva slide down his throat. When he opened his eyes again, he found Mistress Gaia looming over him, a cruel smile on her face.

"Time for some of my delicious pee," she announced. "Spread your legs, and part your lips." The slave obliged, his heart pounding as he awaited her command. Mistress Gaia strutted over to him, lifting up her skirt to reveal her bare pussy. "Drink, my bitch," she growled, thrusting her hips forward and aiming her wet hole directly at his face. He opened his mouth wide and tilted his head back, taking a long, slow sip of her amber nectar.

Mistress Gaia watched as he drank, a sense of satisfaction washing over her. She stepped back, observing his reactions. A moment later, he pulled away, coughing and gagging. She laughed, amused by his discomfort. "Don't worry," she said, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "I'll give you a chance to clean up the mess you've made." With a flick of her wrist, she grabbed his chin and pulled his face back towards her wet crotch. "Now, lick it up."

The slave began to lick and suck on her swollen clit, cleaning up every drop of her pee from her skin. He pushed his tongue between her folds, tasting her sweet nectar. Mistress Gaia moaned softly, her hips starting to grind against his face. "That's it, my bitch," she groaned. "Suck on my clit, and make me cum." The slave obeyed, sucking harder on her swollen nub as he felt her thighs tremble beneath him.

A moment later, Mistress Gaia cried out in pleasure, bucking her hips against his face. "Oh fuck," she gasped, her muscles tensing. "I'm gonna cum all over your face." And with that, she came, her hot juices pouring over his face and down his neck. She shuddered, low moans emanating from deep within her. When she finally came down from her high, she spoke again. "Now, it's time for your horderve," she said, smirking.

The slave looked up at her, fear glistening in his eyes. He knew what was coming, but he couldn't resist the beauty and power of Mistress Gaia. She leaned down, positioning herself directly above his open mouth. With a triumphant smile, she leaned forward, releasing a torrent of shit into his open mouth. The slave struggled to swallow as she continued to pour her steaming load of shit down his throat. He gagged and choked, but he didn't dare disobey her.

When she was finished, Mistress Gaia leaned back, admiring her handiwork. The slave laid there, panting heavily, his face and clothes covered in her filth. "Now clean up," she ordered. "Every last bit." And so, the slave went to work, licking and sucking on her fingers, cleaning every last bit of shit from her skin. When he was done, he looked up at Mistress Gaia, waiting for her next command.

"It looks like you've enjoyed your Mistress Gaia style snack," she purred. "And since you've behaved so well, I might just let you enjoy one more bite." She leaned down, grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling his face towards her ass. "Lick it clean." The slave nodded, understanding her order. He leaned forward, his tongue darting out to clean her anus of any remaining residue. Mistress Gaia moaned softly, feeling the warmth of his tongue on her most intimate parts. When he was done, she nodded in satisfaction.

The slave looked up at her, hopeful. "That's it," she said, standing up and towering over him once again. "You may have enjoyed your last meal with me, my bitch. But then again," she added with a cruel smile, "I might just let you back to feed again."