Hellish Domina

When he undressed, she laid him on the ground and straddled him, resting her wet pussy on his face. He began to lick her moist interior, feeling the slime dripping down his face.

"Would you like a special treatment?" the red-haired prostitute asked, playing with a fan.
Roney smiled and replied:
"Yes."

He was somewhat tired of his dominance in sex; he wanted to surrender to the hands of an equally skilled expert, to allow her to show him what her devilishly confident eyes concealed, what her skilled fingers knew as they mischievously caressed the fan...
"Alright," she shrugged her bare shoulders, "on one condition."
"What condition?" he asked, observing the almost unnaturally long legs of the young prostitute whose frightening self-control was already awakening his cock.

"I will be the noblewoman, and you will be the obedient servant," she explained briefly.
He agreed, of course.
She slowly and dignifiedly stood up, penetrating him with her unwavering gaze.

"Undress!" she commanded shortly, then, turning her back to him, almost slipped out of her sheer purple nightgown. When he undressed, she laid him on the ground and straddled him, resting her wet pussy on his face. He began to lick her moist interior, feeling the slime dripping down his face. He plunged his tongue into her more fiercely until he felt... Something...

A sharp stream suddenly burst into his mouth... Urine! The bitch is pissing in my mouth! - he thought in shock and tried to pull his face away from her stream, but she firmly squeezed him with her thighs against his cheeks, forcing him to swallow the urine. In the midst of the fiery rage that overtook him, Roney realized that his penis had hardened like never before... He was excited... Submission, that untested pleasure completely engulfed him. He, who had always dominated, now found himself in a reversed situation, and he liked it.

He began to lick the whore's pussy while the urine splashed onto his tongue, lips, face... She moaned in satisfaction, releasing the last drops from herself, then practically collapsed onto his hardened member, sucking it with uncontrolled intensity. When he thought he would cum, she stopped and roughly rubbed his balls with her clenched fist while simultaneously pushing her index finger into his anus. He squirmed, not knowing whether he was enjoying it or raging, not knowing whether to throw her off and slap her or to beg her to intensify her dominance over him, because the undeniable testimony, his tense, hard cock spoke of the perverse pleasure he felt in an unmistakable tone.

She stood up, ordering him to remain lying down, then slowly began to glide her foot from his lips, over his chest, to his member - squeezing it with her fingers. He wanted to jump to his feet and fuck her, but the anticipation further excited him, so he did nothing. She eagerly shoved her toes into his mouth, and he sucked and licked them. Then, finally, she straddled him and sat on his member. He plunged into her, sliding in like butter into a ready and willing pussy. She moaned, then began to rotate her hips, digging her nails into his chest. Just as he sank into a mild dizziness of sex, she stopped and stood up.

"No... please nooo..." he uttered disappointedly.
She spread her cheeks with her palms and squatted directly above his lips. He licked her little hole, which rhythmically widened and tightened, swallowing his tongue with her hot insides... While he moistened her anus, she worked on his painfully erect cock with her lustful mouth...

Not long after, she forcefully slammed her wet, expanded anus onto his firm member. She wildly tore at him, swaying her hips up and down and left and right at the same time. He felt as if she would rip his cock from its roots. And it felt good. He came like a volcano, shooting sperm into her restless anus...

After releasing his seed, he still burned in his cheeks, stomach, and balls, feeling as if he was lying on coals. She stood up calmly, not asking Roney to make an effort for her orgasm.

"Did you enjoy it?" he asked.
She replied shortly, with an infinitely disdainful look:
"With you?" and added: "Three thousand francs, please."