I have already told you about my divine mistress Lady Svea and her fondness for Facesitting. But the story continues. Like any good mistress, she is always working to expand the boundaries of her slaves. This is also the case with me. There are many golden shower stories, but this is an account of my own experiences.
Facesitting in all variations
As my mistress's slave, I tasted blood from the very first moment. My very first Facesitting had already made me so horny that Lady Svea had to whip my best piece. Otherwise I would have cum far too early and I wasn't allowed to do that.
After the session, she ordered me to kneel down and threw me a Masturbator. If I managed to bring myself to orgasm within two minutes, I would be allowed to feel her bottom on my face every week in future.
"That's a good boy," she acknowledged the timely completion of the task. "As an obedient slave, you can enjoy my golden shower games next time."
I was surprised. Until now, I had had nothing to do with a golden shower fetish. But after all, Lady Svea was my mistress and knew what was good for me. I closed my eyes and nodded.
My first golden shower sex
A week had finally passed and another audience with Lady Svea was imminent. As ordered, I wore my fishnet shirt and black pants that day. Once again, I couldn't keep still in anticipation and paced up and down the room. My mistress knew how to make me squirm.
Lady Svea called me in and I entered the playroom. As always, the entire room was filled with the aura of this woman of the gods. Lady Svea had her red hair tied back in a tight ponytail. She was wearing a high-necked latex shirt and, as always, her legs and feet were uncovered.
As a good puppy should, I crawled back to my mistress and licked her feet. After caressing her soles sufficiently, she took me to the floor pillory, which I already knew from my last visit. Somewhat nervously, I positioned myself on it and opened my mouth.
Lady Svea snorted. "Do you think I'm going to make it that easy for you?" Her eyes flitted over my body. "Get naked."
I quickly freed myself from my clothes. My mistress didn't like to wait.
"Now that I have something to look at, I want you to have something to look at too." With an erotic sway of her hips, Lady Svea placed her hands on her groin and began to push her latex shirt up.
"No, wait. I've changed my mind." She grinned that nasty, sadistic smile and pushed her shirt back down. Suddenly she held a blindfold in her hands and pulled it over my face.
Suddenly everything around me went black.
"Did you want to see me naked?" Her voice was very close to my ear, followed by a mischievous giggle. "That's not going to happen. But don't worry, my little slave piggy. You won't miss out."
I heard her take off her latex shirt. Or was I just imagining it in my lust? The idea of this woman of the gods standing naked in front of me within my grasp was almost too much for me.
A warm liquid hit my stomach. Moist and exciting, the jet poured down to the deeper regions of my body. My member had become so erect that it almost threatened to explode. Finally, the first drop of pee landed on my glans. Up to this point, I thought I had already experienced a lot. But this wonderful, erotic feeling had been denied to me so far. I groaned and, despite my best efforts, could no longer lie still. My whole body was writhing with excitement and stretched out towards the trickle of this highly erotic liquid.
"You're clearly having too much fun." One by one, clamps were placed on my nipples and twisted slightly. The pain was bittersweet. Now the golden liquid hit my breast and continued upwards. Without being able to think clearly, I opened my mouth as wide as I could. I desperately wanted to taste some of this sweet nectar. What felt so breathtaking could only taste heavenly.
But Lady Svea made me squirm. The trickle stopped just before my chin and I waited in vain for more. Her sadistic laugh sounded so beautiful. Fingernails ran down my chest and caused a painfully pleasurable shiver. With a firm grip, she grabbed my testicles and cradled them in her hand.
"Well, my dear slave. It looks like I've got you by the balls."
Unable to speak, I nodded vigorously. I enjoyed her cold-blooded finger play.
"Good girl." She stroked my head. "Now open your mouth."
