Mistress Mystique - Eat My Ass Or I Will Call Your Girlfriend

You arrived at Mistress Mystique's house nervously but excitedly, hoping to fulfill the fantasy you had been chatting about online. She greeted you at the door, her figure enveloped in a tight, black latex catsuit that hugged her curves tightly. Her long, brunette hair cascaded down her back tantalizingly, and she wore a menacing grin on her face. You were drawn to her immediately, anticipating the wild time ahead of you. She led you into a lavishly decorated bathroom, complete with a luxurious bathtub and a large, golden toilet that stood in the center of the room.

Mistress Mystique turned to face you, her red contact lenses glinting in the light. "I've been looking forward to this as much as you have, slave," she purred. She walked over to the golden toilet and casually sat down, her perfect ass pointing up at you temptingly. "But before we get started, I have a little surprise for you." Her voice took on a more sinister tone as she reached into her pocket, revealing a phone screen displaying your girlfriend's photo. Your heart dropped into your stomach as you realized what she was implying. "You better enjoy every moment of this, slave, because if you don't, I will call your girlfriend and tell her all about the disgusting things I'm making you do."

A wave of fear washed over you, but beneath it was an intoxicating mixture of desire and anticipation. Mistress Mystique was in control, and the thought of pleasing her consumed you. She stood up from the toilet, silhouetted against the gold behind her. The latex clung to her body, emphasizing her every curve and crevice. Slowly, she undid her catsuit, revealing her perfect ass naked to your gaze. You couldn't tear your eyes away from her perfect round cheeks and tight little hole. She stepped out of the suit, letting it fall to the floor, and walked towards you with a predatory grace. "You know what I want, slave," she growled. "And you're going to give it to me."

Mistress Mystique reached out and grabbed your shirt, roughly pulling you towards her. She wrapped an arm around your neck, pinning you against her naked body. With her other hand, she reached down and grabbed your pants, tugging them towards your ankles. In moments, you were both standing there in your underwear, her body pressed against yours. Her hot breath against your ear sent shivers down your spine. With a forcefulness that shocked yet thrilled you, she pushed you to your knees in front of her. "You're going to worship my ass, slave," she commanded. "And you're going to love every second of it."

Your hands trembled as you reached out and grabbed her plump cheeks, pulling them apart slightly. You could feel her heat against your fingers as you massaged them, anxiously awaiting her reaction. Your face was buried in her ass, and you could smell her sweet, musky scent. You grabbed her hair, tugging gently as you began to lick and kiss her ass cheeks. You wanted nothing more than to taste her sweetness. You probed your tongue deeper, sliding it between her ass cheeks and up towards her tight little hole. Your tongue darted in and out of her, teasing her with every flick. You moaned in pleasure, your cock throbbing painfully against your pants. Mistress Mystique's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a low, reverberating moan. "Yes, slave," she growled. "That's it. Taste me. Drink my ass. You're mine, and you'll do anything to please me."

With that, Mistress Mystique leaned forward slightly, giving you better access to her ass. You took advantage, pushing your tongue deeper into her tight little hole. You could feel her walls contracting around your tongue as you pleasured her. Your free hand reached up, fondling her perfect breasts, teasing her nipples roughly. You continued to work her ass, pushing your tongue in and out of her with relentless determination. She moaned and writhed against you, her body entirely at your mercy. You couldn't believe you were actually doing this, but the rush of power you felt was intoxicating. You were her toilet slave, and you loved every minute of it. As you felt her cum dripping down your chin, you knew that there was no going back. You were completely and utterly hers.

Satisfied with your efforts, Mistress Mystique grabbed you by the hair and yanked your face out of her ass. "That's enough for now, slave," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. She turned around and sat back down on the golden toilet, spreading her legs wide. "Now it's time for you to show your gratitude." She paused, grinning wickedly. "And there's only one way to do that." With shaking hands, you reached down and freed your aching cock from your pants. You positioned yourself behind Mistress Mystique and slowly began to enter her tight ass. She groaned in pleasure as you filled her up, her hands gripping the sides of the toilet bowl. "Just like that," she moaned. "Take me, slave. Ride my ass. Show me that you belong to me."

You grasped her hips, pulling her down against you as you began to thrust in and out of her tight ass. She felt incredible, like nothing you could have imagined. You held onto her perfect ass cheeks, squeezing them tightly as you plunged deeper into her. You couldn't believe you were actually fucking Mistress Mystique on a golden toilet, but the feeling of power was too intoxicating to resist. You plunged into her rhythmically, grunting with each powerful thrust. She moaned and writhed beneath you, her body shuddering as she reached her climax. Her walls tightened around your cock, milking you for all you were worth. You felt your own orgasm building, and just as you were about to cum, you pulled out and shot your hot load all over her perfect ass.

Mistress Mystique turned around slowly, her eyes glinting with pleasure. "Now," she said, her voice low and menacing, "we can call your girlfriend and tell her everything, can't we, slave?" You nodded, your heart pounding in your chest. You were hers, completely and utterly. And you wouldn't have it any other way.