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Goddess Tempest - Shitting Myself - Will you Clean Me

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Goddess Tempest - Shitting Myself - Will you Clean Me
Goddess Tempest - Shitting Myself - Will you Clean Me
Goddess Tempest - Shitting Myself - Will you Clean Me

Goddess Tempest - Shitting Myself - Will you Clean Me

Goddess Tempest stood in front of her full-length mirror admiring the sight of her rich, chocolate-colored shit pushing her firm ass cheeks apart, creating a soft, squishy mess between them. Feeling the warmth and weight of the thick load inside her, she gasped in pleasure. Her stomach churned with excitement as she realized she was about to treat her loyal toilet slave to another round of extreme cleaning. As she moved towards the bedroom, the aroma of her feces filled the air, making it heavy with anticipation. She knew he was waiting patiently for her command, ready to do whatever she desired. She took a moment to savor the power she held over him, knowing that he would willingly endure any humiliation or discomfort just to please her. Finally reaching the bathroom, she spotted him kneeling by the toilet, his eyes locked onto hers, filled with both fear and desire. "Beg," she commanded softly, her voice dripping with authority. "Please, Goddess Tempest," he whimpered, "I beg you to use me as your toilet slave. I'll do anything you want, just please clean your magnificent asshole." She smiled, knowing she had him right where she wanted him. "I want you to clean my asshole with your tongue," she purred, "and I want you to make it sparkle clean." Without another word, she lowered her panties to her knees, revealing her plump, shit-smeared asshole to him. His eyes widened in horror at the sight of it, but he knew he had no choice. Slowly, hesitantly, he leaned in closer, his tongue tentatively reaching out to touch her anus. "Harder!" she growled, feeling the soft, wet touches against her sensitive skin. "You're not doing it right!" Tears of shame and humiliation rolled down his cheeks as he pushed himself to obey, using his tongue to probe and scrape at her asshole, desperate to please her. The taste of her feces on his tongue made him wince, but he forced himself to swallow, knowing that it was the only way to earn her approval. As he worked, Goddess Tempest watched with a mix of satisfaction and amusement. She loved knowing that she had complete control over him, that she could make him suffer or enjoy himself at her whim. She took pleasure in seeing his efforts to clean her, knowing that it was pointless. Finally, after what felt like an eternity to him, she nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, slave," she purred, "Now, lick up every last drop of my shit." Without hesitation, he opened his mouth wide and began to lap at the remaining mess on her asshole, his tongue tracing every inch of her tight ring. As he did so, she smiled, imagining the taste of her shit in his mouth. It was a perverse form of power, but it was power nonetheless. Satisfied with his work, she dismissed him, knowing that he would be eagerly waiting for her next command. As she walked away, she couldn't help but feel a twisted sort of pride in her toilet slave, knowing that he would willingly endure any humiliation just to please her.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 26min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 2289 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 161 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 449MB

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