How lucky would you be to experience my Golden Shower?
How lucky would you be to kneel before me, hands behind your back, waiting for your golden shower as I undress? Slowly peeling off all of my clothes while never looking away from you. Meanwhile, you have been commanded to stare at the floor until you are given further instruction.
I throw my clothes at you as I take them off. With your eyes fixed on the ground, you see a little black dress hit the floor, followed by a pair of black silk panties and then finally a black silk and lace bra. You know, without looking at me, that your goddess is standing in front of you completely naked.
“Are you thirsty?” I ask
“Yes Mistress,” your reply.
You desire your Goddess so badly that you would do anything for me; worship my feet, punish yourself, follow my every command and even drink from me. You would bathe in my divine fluids if it would make me happy, wouldn’t you?
You feel my hand cup your chin and lift your head up towards my face. Your eyes follow the length of my body until you finally meet my sadistic smile. Sensual, slightly cruel, but a smile all the same– the thing that you want to see most, a signifier that you have made me happy.
“Open your mouth,” I say sharply.
You open your mouth like the obedient slave that you are and I prop one leg up on a chair just behind you. My cunt is inches from your mouth. You can feel the heat of my body on your lips and the desire to feel my clit on your tongue drives you insane… but you know better than to act without permission, so you wait.
And I LOVE to make you wait.
I make you wait so that when that glorious moment finally arrives, you are thanking me over and over again as a steady stream of piss flows from my body and all over your face and mouth.
