Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - MY TOILET PAPER - mobile version

Mistress Gaia smiled as she looked down at her slave. His eyes were filled with anticipation and fear, his mouth watering at the thought of what was to come. She ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the way it felt under her fingertips. It had been awhile since she'd used him as her personal toilet, and she was eager to remind him of his place in her world.

Ordering him to get down on the ground, Mistress Gaia kicked off her heels and positioned herself above him. Slowly, she lowered her perfect ass down onto his waiting mouth. He moaned as he felt her warmth envelop him, his tongue dancing eagerly against her anus. She groaned in pleasure, feeling the heat of his breath against her skin. This was going to be a good day.

As Mistress Gaia pushed her ass against his face, she reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair. Pulling him closer, she pushed her invasive fingers into his mouth, feeling the roughness of his tongue against her fingertips. "That's it, slave," she purred. "You're going to pleasure me with your tongue, and then I'm going to use you as my personal toilet."

Satisfied with the slave's enthusiasm, Mistress Gaia began to lean forward, grinding her hips against his face. The scent of her ass filled the air, driving the slave wild with desire. She loved watching him squirm beneath her, his cock straining against his pants as he tried to contain himself. It was times like these that she truly felt in control.

Moving her hips in a slow, sensual rhythm, Mistress Gaia began to take pleasure in the feel of her ass against his face. She could feel him licking hungrily at her anus, his tongue probing deeper with each thrust. It was almost too much to bear; the pleasure she was experiencing was intense, and she knew that things were about to get even hotter.

As she reached her climax, Mistress Gaia let out a moan of pleasure. She felt the warmth of her ass spread across the slave's face, along with the reassuring gurgling of her own solids filling his mouth. It was incredible; there was nothing quite like using someone as a human toilet. And this particular slave had proved himself more than capable of handling the task at hand.

As the last remains of her pleasure slipped from her body and into his waiting mouth, Mistress Gaia pulled away. She sat up, looking down at the pathetic creature before her. The slave looked up at her, eyes filled with both fear and admiration. "Excellent work, slave," she purred, running her fingers through his hair once again. "Now let's see how well you can clean yourself."

With a mischievous smile, Mistress Gaia stood up, leaving the slave kneeling on the ground. "Get up, slave," she commanded. "I want you to lick yourself clean." Without waiting for a response, she turned and walked away, knowing that the slave would do as he was told. After all, it was his duty to serve and please his mistress, no matter what she asked of him.