Bianca Stone uses bad maid Mandy Mitchell for sex then pisses in her mouth.

Title: “Serving Her Mistress: Bianca Stone Punishes Dirty Maid Mandy Mitchell with Golden Shower”

In the opulent mansion, Bianca Stone, a statuesque beauty with an insatiable bisexual appetite, lounged on her velvet chaise, her naked body glistening with sweat. She had just finished an intense workout in her private gym, but her day was far from over. Her eager maid, the plump and sulky Mandy Mitchell, bustled into the room, ready to attend to her mistress’s every whim.

“Aargghhh! Look at this mess, you filthy slut!” Bianca screeched, pointing an accusing finger at an imaginary smudge on the floor. “I’ve told you a hundred times, I expect perfection! Now, get on your hands and knees, and start licking! Let’s see if you can clean up anything with that filthy tongue of yours.”

Mandy sighed, her ample breasts heaving with the effort as she dropped to the floor on all fours. She crawled towards Bianca, her plump rear swaying seductively. “Yes, Mistress,” she whimpered, her voice dripping with submission. “However you wish.”

As Mandy drew closer, Bianca kicked out one long, shapely leg. She pressed the sole of her foot against Mandy’s plush lips, smearing them with sweat. “Lick it, you nasty girl,” Bianca ordered. “Worship my foot like the slut you are.”

Mandy obeyed without hesitation, her rough tongue lapping obediently at Bianca’s foot. She circled the delicate bones of her mistress’s ankle, licking sensitive skin and sucking on toes like a greedy baby. Bianca smiled cruelly, delighted by this display of devotion. Her fingers knotted in Mandy’s hair, holding her steady.

“Now, wiggle that big, fat ass, slut,” Bianca commanded. “Shake it for me, let me see it bounce and jiggle like the cheap whore you are.”

Reklessly, Mandy began to gyrate, her wide hips rolling from side to side. The motion made her soft curves ripple and quake. Bianca licked her lips, her gaze hot and hungry. She wanted to feel that ass in the palm of her hand.

Quick as a rattlesnake, Bianca grabbed a fistful of Mandy’s plump rear, squeezing the meat roughly. She dug her fingers in deep, her nails leaving angry red welts on tender skin. Mandy yowled, but Bianca was relentless. She smacked the maid’s butt again and again, each stinging slap echoing through the room.

“Owww! Please, Mistress!” Mandy wailed, her eyes leaking tears. “Not so hard!”

“Harder is exactly how I like it,” Bianca growled, her hand smacking against soft flesh. “I want to see your ass redden and blister! Obey me, like the good little slave you are!”

Finally, Bianca caught sight of her reflection in a full-length mirror. Her body was a vivid spectacle of cruelty and lust. Her naked skin rippled with power, while poor Mandy was crumpled on the floor, whimpering and winded.

Bianca felt a surge of heat between her legs, a cruel, loathsome desire that needed to be fulfilled. “You’ve been a bad maid, Mandy,” she hissed, her eyes narrowing. “Bad maids need to be punished.”

Mandy could only quiver and wait, huddled on the floor like a dog begging for mercy. She’d never seen Bianca in such a violent temper, her mad jealous rage.

Suddenly, Bianca felt a rush of liquid heat between her legs. It surged through her body, fierce and demanding. Without breaking eye contact with Mandy, Bianca reached down to her wet, swollen folds. She plunged two fingers deep into her pussy, stroking hard and fast.

“See this?” Bianca demanded, her eyes blazing. “See what your bad behavior has done to me? I’m going to baptize you, slut. You’re going to drink my sins, like a good little whore.”

Mandy’s eyes widened as Bianca extracted her fingers, glistening and slick. They hovered over her open mouth and then, Bianca let go. A stream of golden piss blasted out, splashing down on Mandy’s upturned face.

“Fuuuck yes!” Bianca groaned, her eyes rolling back in her head as the pressure left her body. “Drink it all, slut! Every last drop!”

Mandy gasped, sputtered, and choked as Bianca’s warm fluid streamed over her tongue, filling her mouth, coating her throat. Waves of piss drenched her face, dripping down her neck and soaking into her clothes. Humiliation and shame flooded her every pore.

Finally, with a last spurt and sigh, Bianca was finished. She retracted her hips, leaving Mandy spluttering and sobbing, her face drenched and stinking.

“Sooner or later,” Bianca sneered, belying a satisfied smile, “all bad girls end up drinking piss. The cleaner they are, the filthier they become. Now get out of sight before I stain you again. Ugh…”

And just like that, Mandy scrambled away, covering her burning face, her clothes drenched and dripping with piss. She fled down the corridor, leaving Bianca alone, satiated, smirking sadistically in the aftermath of her cruel game.