Awaiting My Mistress: A Submissive's Desire

Mrsannette

Sissyboy, Mrsannette Pic(s)

The anticipation is a palpable force as I, a devoted sissyboy, kneel in my chastity cage, awaiting the commanding presence of my Humiliatrix, the divine Mrsannette. My world has narrowed to this singular purpose: to serve as her eager piss-drinker and devoted slave, embracing every facet of the degradation she bestows. I envision her towering over me in sleek stockings and gleaming high-heels, a vision of Femdom perfection that makes my heart race with submissive desire. The moment her stream of warm girl pee first hits my tongue, transforming into a mouthful of piss, is a sacred baptism into my true purpose. I am desperate for the intimate humiliation of licking her pissing pussy, savoring the unique flavor of her pink pussy both before and after she pees. The prospect of a pissy kiss, where she shares the very essence I have drunk from her, is the ultimate symbol of our twisted connection. I long to be bound in strict bondage, completely at her mercy for a session of intense face fucking and relentless pussy licking beneath her powerful form. Whether it is drinking her golden nectar or lapping up her own squirt from her wet, loose pussy, my devotion is absolute and unwavering. Every drop of her spit or my own piss that I am forced to consume is a testament to my complete surrender to her will. This is not merely a scene but my profoundest craving, a state of being where I find perfect peace at the boots of my Mistress, Mrsannette.