ScatqueensBerlin - Marie at Morning P2

At ScatqueensBerlin, we bring you the hottest in lifestyle resorts for your deepest and dirtiest desires. In this edition, join us as we follow Marie, a gorgeous queen who loves nothing more than playing with her toilet slave. Our story begins with Marie in her morning routine.

Marie, dressed in a plush bathrobe, enters the bedroom where her toilet slave awaits his next command. Her long legs carry her gracefully across the room as she takes a drag from her cigarette while sauntering over to her slave. She exhales a long stream of smoke directly into his face, reveling in his discomfort as he catches a whiff of the scent on her breath.

Marie stands just out of reach, her toes curling against the soft carpet as she watches the pathetic creature tremble beneath her gaze. She knows he's desperate for just a drop of her golden nectar, but she's not about to make it easy for him. With a flick of her cigarette, she grinds the cherry into the floor, then stomps it out with her bare foot before turning her attention back to her slave.

She positions herself just in front of him, her legs spread wide enough for him to see the glistening beads of piss dripping from between her plump lips. He can't help but gag on the sweet scent wafting up towards him, his tongue darting out to try and catch even the smallest droplet.

But Marie isn't in any hurry. She watches as he struggles to obey, his prick throbbing with anticipation beneath his loose-fitting pants. She slowly lowers herself onto his face, her wet folds landing with a soft splat against his tongue as he tries desperately to contain his excitement. One by one, she relieves herself into his open mouth, her body shuddering with pleasure as he eagerly laps up every drop.

When she's finally finished, Marie leans back, raising herself off her slave's face so he can catch his breath. He tries to stand up, but she places a hand gently on his chest, pushing him back down to his knees. There's still work to be done, and Marie intends to make sure he does it right.

She steps back, taking two steps back towards the bed. As she moves, her nightgown slides up just enough to reveal her plump bottom. She turns around, presenting herself to him, her moist sex peeking out from behind her. She slowly lowers herself onto the floor, her body covering the patch of piss she had left behind. Her nightgown clings to her skin, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Her slave watches in awe as she lies there, spread eagle, inviting him to taste her forbidden fruit. He crawls forward on all fours, his tongue darting out to lick up the mixture of her pussy juices and piss from the floor. He gags again on the strong tangy flavor, but finds himself unable to resist the commanding presence of his mistress.

Marie arches her back, moaning softly as he licks her clean. When he finishes, she leans back again, panting softly, her eyes never leaving his. She grabs one of her dripping wet panties from the bed, squeezing out just enough pussy juice to coat the bottom of her shoe. Without hesitation, she steps onto his back, grinding her heel into the small of his back as she does so.

He gasps in pain, but tries not to show it as he feels her warm pussy juices seep through his thin shirt. She steps off of him, then leans down to pick up her cigarette butt from the floor. She blows out a tiny puff of smoke before placing it in his waiting mouth. "Suck it clean," she orders, her voice cold and commanding.

He closes his eyes, savoring the taste of her sweet smoke mixed with the strong flavors from earlier. When he's finished, she takes the cigarette back, takes one last drag, then flicks it onto the floor. "Now," she says, pointing towards her dirty panties still lying abandoned on the bed, "Lick them clean."

He crawls over to the bed, his tongue darting out to lick up the last drop of her essence left on the panties. As he does so, Marie watches with satisfaction, knowing that she's truly found her perfect toilet slave. She smiles deviously, already planning her next depraved act of pleasure for him.