CassieScat - Captive Toilet Slave Instructions from Quarantine-Crazy Scat Girl

CassieScat, the sultry goth girl next door, had gone a little crazy during lockdown. With nobody to play with but her toys and her own filth, she had developed quite the taste for scat play. And now that you had managed to cross her path during a solitary walk around your neighborhood (while maintaining appropriate social distancing measures, of course), it looked like your luck had finally run out... or perhaps it was just your fate to become her personal toilet slave.

Before you could even react to the sudden turn of events, strong hands grabbed you from behind and dragged you through the hedge into her eerily beautiful backyard. She giggled maniacally as she bound your arms and legs with familiar duct tape, keeping them tightly secured to a large wooden chair with painful metal arms. It was clear that she had been fantasizing about this moment for quite some time.

"Hello, little toilet slave," she purred, her eyes glimmering with excitement as she approached with a glittering tupperware in hand. "It seems like fate (or possibly just my impeccable aim) has delivered you right into my hands." She chuckled darkly, ran a finger along her lower lip, and licked it clean with a slow, seductive tongue. "And now that you're here, I have some very dirty jobs for you to do..."

Each command sent shivers down your spine as she explained exactly what she wanted from her new captive toilet slave. You would lick, smell, suck, chew, and eventually swallow every delicious morsel of her feces and piss, taking pleasure in every moment of it. Worse yet, she would control your own arousal levels, teasingly denying you release until she decided it was time for you to cum.

"Oh yes," she breathed, her voice honey-sweet and dangerously low. "You're going to love this." With that, she raised the tupperware containing her thick, firm dump into the air and leaned in close, her lips brushing against your neck as she whispered, "Are you ready for your first lesson, my toilet slave?" Her scent was intoxicating; a mixture of patchouli oil, sweat, and pure, unadulterated filth. It was maddening.

There was no escaping the truth now: you were CassieScat's toilet slave, and you were going to do everything she asked of you... even if you didn't want to. Because deep down inside, there was a part of you that did want this - a part of you that ached for the dirty thrill of servicing her depraved desires. And so you nodded weakly, unable to tear your gaze away from the gleaming tupperware or the smirk that curled across her lips.

She giggled again and placed the tupperware on your lap, letting it warm softly against your crotch. "Good boy," she purred, running a finger along the edge of the tupperware. "Now open wide and say 'Ahhhh'."

As you obediently complied, she leaned in close, her hot breath tickling your ear. "You're mine now," she whispered darkly, her voice a husky rasp. "You have no choice but to surrender yourself completely to me." And with that, she pushed the tupperware between your lips, letting the first delicious mouthful of her filth fill your mouth.

You moaned around the large mass of her feces in your mouth, unable to believe how much you wanted this. You began to suck and chew on the hot, salty treat, feeling it slide slowly down your throat as you moaned with pleasure. You couldn't believe how much you were enjoying this - how much you were enjoying being her toilet slave.

And so you continued to service your sexy, scat-obsessed captor, taking every dirty command she gave you and reveling in the forbidden thrill of it all. For now, you were living out your darkest fantasies... and you didn't want it to end.

The End.