Mistress Natasha - Mrs Anna - Wedding Champagne (Full HD)

Mistress Natasha, in her regal white wedding dress, stood above her slave Alex with a mischievous grin. She held a crystal glass filled with a clear golden liquid, knowing full well what it was. Alex watched anxiously as she raised the glass to her lips and took a slow sip. His eyes followed the gentle stream of liquid as it flowed down from Mistress Natasha's tongue back into the glass. Then, with an amused wink at Alex, she declared that it was time for him to drink "Wedding Champagne".

Alex knew what this meant. He took the glass from her trembling hands and brought it up to his lips. The thick, pee-scented aroma hit him hard as he opened his mouth to swallow the drink. He closed his eyes tightly, ready for anything. But what happened next surprised him. As he swallowed the Champagne, Mistress Natasha gently stroked his head and whispered soothing words in his ear. It was an unexpected gesture of kindness from this usually cruel Mistress, one that puzzled Alex even as it sent shivers down his spine.

When Alex finished drinking, he placed the empty glass on the nearby plate and eagerly awaited further instructions. He didn't have to wait long. Mistress Natasha lifted up her heavy skirts, revealing her naked pale thighs and the dark stain that had started to form between them. "Now," she commanded, "show your gratitude by licking every drop of my Wedding Champagne from this plate." Alex could hardly contain himself as he knelt down before her, tongue ready to lap up every drop of Mistress Natasha's golden nectar.

As he licked and cleaned the plate, savoring every drop of pee, Mistress Natasha's smile grew wider. She loved watching her slave worship her in such a humiliating yet arousing way. Once the plate was spotless, she moved on to the next step in her plan for Alex's "new life". She tied his wrists securely to the toilet seat behind him, effectively turning him into a living trash can. Then, with a mischievous spark in her eye, she ordered him to open wide - there was more "Champagne" coming his way.

One by one, Mistress Natasha stuffed dirty toilet paper into Alex's mouth until his jaws ached from the effort of keeping it all in. Finally, satisfied that he had swallowed every last piece of trash, she removed the gag and handed him a mirror. "Admire your new reflection," she said with cold amusement. As Alex looked at himself, he saw a pathetic figure - a slave reduced to nothing more than a human toilet and living trash can, all at the whim of his cruel Mistress Natasha. And yet, there was still something about being her toilet that filled him with a perverse sense of pride and accomplishment. After all, weren't Mistresses supposed to make their slaves feel that way?