Scat-Princess Mini Series - Horse back Riding Princess Style I Part 4 Andrea

Princess Andrea awoke early that morning, her mind already wandering to the fun she had planned for her loyal servant for the day. She knew he was a good boy, always eager to please and willing to do anything she asked of him. Today, she had decided to take things up a notch and give him quite the ride - literally.

Dressed in her most revealing riding gear, the princess strutted out to where her servant was waiting patiently. He couldn't believe his eyes as he saw her, adorned in nothing but a sheer bodysuit that barely covered her ample assets. He eagerly bowed before her, ready for whatever she had in store.

With a wicked grin, Princess Andrea ordered him to kneel before her. He dutifully complied, feeling her soft, warm poop pressing against his cheek. She chuckled maliciously as she watched him squirm uncomfortably beneath her. "Now, are you ready for some real fun?" she taunted, her breath carrying the foul scent of her previous meal.

Without warning, Princess Andrea sat down hard on his shoulders, her weight pressing him into the cold, hard ground. She took a moment to savor the feeling of her full weight upon him before standing back up. "Up you go, my little horse," she commanded, gesturing for him to stand.

The servant struggled to his feet, feeling a strange mix of arousal and fear coursing through his veins. As he rose, Princess Andrea placed a firm hand on his hips, pushing him forward. He stumbled clumsily, feeling the pressure of his bound wrists and ankles against the familiar cold metal of the toilet.

With a devious smirk, Princess Andrea climbed onto the edge of the toilet, straddling him. She grabbed a fistful of his hair, yanking his head back and exposing his face to the cool morning air. "Mmm... you look so delicious," she purred, rubbing her bare thighs against his bulge.

Slowly, deliberately, Princess Andrea lowered herself onto his face, pushing his lips against her anus. She moaned in pleasure as she felt him gag against her prolapse. "That's it, horse," she whispered darkly. "Eat my shit like the good little slave you are."

With a violent thrust, Princess Andrea forced her massive turd into his gaping mouth, choking him with its size. Her other hand slipped inside her bodysuit, extracting a long, thin stick. She expertly used it to probe his ass, forcing him to humiliatingly beg for more.

Princess Andrea rode him hard, her body bouncing wildly on his face. She thrusted her hips forward, pushing her entire length into his throat. The servant felt like he was drowning in her filth, but still he could not resist the intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure.

After what felt like an eternity, Princess Andrea finally pulled away, chuckling darkly as she watched him gasp for air. She pulled her stick out of his ass, using it to spank him hard across the cheeks. "You're such a good little pony," she cooed, stroking his hair. "Now let's see if we can find something else to amuse ourselves with."

Princess Andrea stood up, her body casting a shadow over the trembling servant. She walked over to the table, picking up a long, thin leash. With a wicked grin, she snapped it around his neck, yanking him to his feet. "Come now, my little pet," she purred. "Let's see what other tricks you can learn."

Princess Andrea led her human horse out of the room, the leash tugging on his neck as she maintained a death grip. He couldn't believe how much he loved being her plaything, how much he loved the feeling of her filth coating his body. As they walked, he could feel his cock once again hardening against his bound legs. He knew that no matter what she had planned for him next, he would be eager to please her and beg for more.