Mistress’s Toilet Slave

Author: caonimade
Word count: 17948
Like so many other openings, mine starts with a few words; six months ago, I met the most incredible woman online, Mei, and we have discovered many, many “things” together since we met online. Besides her beauty, what attracts me the most about Xiaomei lies in her heart. You know, I love being a slave in sex, and have always dreamed of being the slave of a woman whose sexual fantasies are filled with sinful nature. She first discovered this nature when she was in adolescence. During a gambling win, she asked her then-boyfriend to lick her pi yan. She found that sense of dominance and superiority so “seductive” that it completely changed her attitudes towards men and sex. After being gratified by this feeling, she became more and more greedy for this new “sexual” style. It’s a pity that her boyfriend didn’t accept her idea, and they finally broke up. When she was in college, she had successfully found several people who could satisfy her ideas, and even experimented with a slight “holy water” with one person. In the few experiences she had, she often masturbated until she pissed on the man’s face, but she found that she longed for a man who could feel as strongly as she did. In our many online conversations, she once said to me in confusion: I found that the vast majority of people did not seem to share their enthusiasm in the process of “serving” me, let alone being pissed on their faces by me. These past search setbacks led her to finally try to search online. But she soon discovered that most of the men she met online were just like the ones she encountered in real life; “shallow, selfish, and full of pornography,” as she puts it. Later, she started to discover some websites, some very close to what she needed. But she soon realized that she didn’t want to be a queen in the traditional sense. “That’s exhausting!” she said. “I like to be pampered and pampered, but I don’t want to look like that.” Perhaps because of luck, when I was in a novel with the theme of “dominant and enslaved”, she appeared. In this world, it takes about 100 M to find an S, so I feel unbelievable, I am lucky to be her slave. I told her that I can accept that being able to serve and worship a woman with my mouth is a fantasy I have always had, and I have even thought about doing the most despicable and unbearable things for women. When she asked what those things were, I suggested starting a “private chat” with her. We discussed my ideas in depth, and to my surprise, she and I seemed to fit in so well, like two pieces of paper glued together. These past search frustrations led her to finally try to find them online. But she soon discovered that most of the men on the Internet were the same as the men she met in real life; in her words “shallow, selfish, full of pornography”. Later, she started to discover some websites, some very close to what she needed. But she soon realized that she didn’t want to be a queen in the traditional sense. “That’s exhausting!” she said. “I like to be pampered and pampered, but I don’t want to look like that.” Perhaps because of luck, when I was in a novel with the theme of “dominant and enslaved”, she appeared. In this world, it takes about 100 M to find an S, so I feel unbelievable, I am lucky to be her slave. I told her that I can accept that being able to serve and worship a woman with my mouth is a fantasy I have always had, and I have even thought about doing the most despicable and unbearable things for women. When she asked what those things were, I suggested starting a “private chat” with her. We discussed my ideas in depth, and to my surprise, she and I seemed to fit in so well, like two pieces of paper glued together. Over the next few weeks, we spent every night talking, getting to know each other, and having “virtual sex.” Finally she agreed to give me a chance to meet her alone. She said she liked my imagination, and that I wasn’t what she called a “brainless flattering slave,” but I couldn’t avoid the psychological complications, since this was the first time I was meeting someone as a definite slave. “Take seriously what you wish for and it will come true” was a phrase that kept going back and forth in my head. I have been wondering what if the seriousness of reality destroys the perfection of fantasy? At the same time I was a little scared of what would happen if I actually did something for that person that we had discussed. Those were all embarrassing things. While these things turn me on in fantasy, will humiliation in reality do the same? Because of the way we met and the things we discussed, our relationship would be naked, and I knew that if I agreed to see her, I would lose any self respect in front of her! I will be treated like trash and there will be no turning back. I will voluntarily allow myself to fall into the dark side of human nature. Still, my swollen desires got to my head, and I agreed to meet. During the drive to the airport to pick her up, I had a lot of time to think about my embarrassing situation and I was nervous. At the exit of her plane, I kept waiting and observing the stream of people coming out to find a 21-year-old girl. Xiaomei has been tight-lipped about her appearance, so I guess she is not very beautiful. I don’t really care about that, though, because her quirks complement mine perfectly. While waiting, I saw a beautiful woman just got off the plane. When I stared intently at her beautiful black hair, elegant makeup, and classical temperament exuding around her, I felt a strange sense of guilt. When the beauty noticed that I was looking at her, I quickly turned my face away, but to my dismay she started walking towards me. I worriedly dragged my feet, I hope little Ru LiSuddenly appeared in front of me, at this time I heard a female voice calling my name. “Hu Jun?” she called, and when I turned to that voice, I was surprised to find that she was the one I was going up and down before