The hottest girl dominating men with their piss
MoreASStonishMENt@ASStonishMENt06/11/2025 14:14:36 OnlineToo Luxurious was feeling real cute and sexy at work one day. She is wearing that dress dont you agree!! This ASStonishing TS got a good ass job lol!! Enjoy as she goes to take a quick pee break. Showing off that phat juicy ass before sitting down to take a piss in the ladies room. I Sweater God that ass just dont make no sense!!
My friend Gea took me to a party in an alternative place. In the main room you cant smoke… shameful, so we decide to smoke in the bathroom where we are both very surprised to meet a very strange guy, we immediately think he is a drunk instead we find out that it is our exclusive toilet; so without thinking too much we decide to try it for fun: we fill it with spit and piss and film everything with our cell phones.
Six commanding Mistresses. One obedient human toilet.Gea Domina, Lily Dupont, Nina Morovic (Dea Nemesi), Ludovica Luxury, Mistress Gaia, and Dea Samantha take full control in this unforgettable session of dominance and degradation.He thought he could handle it but six times in a row is a true test of devotion.Each Mistress claims her turn, one after another, using him without mercy. No breaks. No escape.It starts with pee but wait until the sixth round.Only for the boldest fetish lovers.
Pee Drinker Drinks Fresh Hot Pee from Sexy Stockings Mistresss Pussy and Gets Stomped on His Mouth by Her High Heels
2 Sexy Panty Goddesses POV Pees into the Funnel Connected to the Slave Dogs Mouth while Kicking His Erected Small Dick with Their High Heels and Talking Lewd with Subtitles
We are enjoying our holiday in a beautiful villa with swimming pool and my friend Miss and I, and as soon as we return from a shopping tour we really want to pee. So, the first thing we find are two slaves who were cleaning us around the pool. We make them lie down and use them as toilets by pissing on them completely and letting some of our precious liquid touch their mouths. As soon as we finish, to clean them, we throw them into the pool, making fun of them. When they manage to get out, we point out to them that in their cleaning they didnt remove a used condom abandoned by two who had fucked you by the pool. So as punishment, we make him take it in his mouth and suck it.
Awesome long stream of piss in the air?Watch me lying relaxed on the chair, my legs in the air and I piss directly into the air. I just let my piss flow dirty onto the floor. It also flows down my ass, I wet the floor and masturbate with my pussy.?I piss again and again and have fun making everything wet.?
Mistress likes to piss in her bitchs mouthes. Today this bitch will drink all because its only his task- make his Mistress happy with toilet service
It was a calm day, the fresh air slipping through the slightly open window, carrying a faint scent of cleanliness. The room was spotless, the polished floor reflecting the afternoon light, and the couch where we satme and my friend, my partner in dominancewas soft and pristine, the cushions perfectly arranged. We were lounging, legs crossed, when our slave shuffled in, dragging that unbearable stench with him. A sour mix of stale sweat and grime clashed with the rooms order. My friend wrinkled her nose, nudging me with her elbow: Smell that. We cant let him stay like this. Wed been holding our pee for hours, a little game wed set for ourselves just for the thrill of this moment. Our eyes met, a sly grin passing between us without a word. Should we give him a shower? I suggested, and she nodded, her gaze sparking with mischief. We rose from the couch, poised and confident, towering over him as we directed him to lie on the clean floor in front of us. He obeyed without a sound, stretching out as instructed, his dull eyes fixed on nothing, knowing he had no say. With a slow, deliberate motion, I slid my panties aside, holding them with two fingers. My friend mirrored me, perfectly in sync. Ready? she whispered, and I gave a quick nod. Then it began: a warm, steady stream poured down onto him, hitting his chest first, then his facehis eyes snapping shutand onward to his arms, his legs. We covered him completely, taking care to leave no spot untouched, letting the pee run over his skin and pool on the spotless floor. The sharp scent mingled with his stink, but the clean room seemed to swallow the unease. We didnt let him drink itno, this was just a rinse, a wet punishment for his filth. Next to him, a clean cloth had soaked up our shower. Wring it over yourself, I commanded, my tone steady. He complied, sluggish and awkward, picking up the drenched rag and squeezing it over his body, droplets trickling down his face and neck. We watched from the couch, settled back into our seats, pleased as the liquid dripped onto the floor hed soon have to clean. But my friend wasnt done. She stood up, spun around with a quick twist, and, without warning, let out a loud fart right in his face. A sharp, stinking blast that made him flinch, his breath catching for a moment as the odor hit him. We burst into laughter, a wild, piercing sound that echoed through the room, collapsing back onto the couch cushions. There he lay, soaked and dazed, while we reveled in it, two mistresses delighting in every second of our control.
We enter Demoniques studio and find her worthless slave lazily dragging the broom across the floor, humming like an idiot. One look is enough to make our ****** boil. Demonique, utterly disgusted, grants me full permission to break him and teach him a real lesson.Without hesitation, we ****** him down onto the dirty floor, crushing him against it. He is no longer a man just a miserable rag under our feet. We begin spitting on him mercilessly, covering him with our contempt. Every drop that hits him reminds him that he is nothing. He has become the very floor he pretended to clean.But thats not enough. With Demoniques consent, I decide to truly wash him as he deserves drowning him under my golden shower. I soak him ruthlessly, watching him drown in shame. Motionless, powerless to resist, he knows his place is beneath us. I lean over him and whisper sharply: This is how a real floor gets washed, worm.Soaked, humiliated, and utterly broken, he remains there a living monument to our absolute supremacy.
