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Madame Ellen Expert in scat - Madame Ellen: the swallower in chastity, 6x my toilet

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Madame Ellen Expert in scat - Madame Ellen: the swallower in chastity, 6x my toilet
Madame Ellen Expert in scat - Madame Ellen: the swallower in chastity, 6x my toilet
Madame Ellen Expert in scat - Madame Ellen: the swallower in chastity, 6x my toilet

Madame Ellen Expert in scat - Madame Ellen: the swallower in chastity, 6x my toilet

Story Title: Madame Ellen Expert in scat - Madame Ellen: the swallower in chastity, 6x my toilet
Description: I was delighted to receive an email from Madam Ellen's secretarial team, notifying me of her request to have me back to my old ways. She wanted me to prepare my chastity cage and be her loyal toilet for an extended period of time. As I dug out my beloved rubber toy from the back of the drawer, a wave of excitement coursed through my veins. The anticipation of being filled with both food and excrement, knowing that I would be forced to keep it all inside until released, was both terrifying and exhilarating. I snapped the cage around my shaft and padlocked it in place, feeling the cold of the rubber against my skin. The first day was torturous as I tried to adjust to the strange sensations of being constantly full. I did my best to empty myself whenever possible, but it was clear that Madam Ellen had other plans for me. Lunch arrived, and I gladly accepted it, eager to please my Mistress. Dinner came with an additional treat - fresh feces from earlier in the day. I couldn't believe it when she presented me with a golden spoon, instructing me to taste my own creation. The flavor was incredible, a heady mix of her essence and mine. As the first day drew to a close, I felt a sense of accomplishment. I had survived Madam Ellen's rigorous toilet training and was looking forward to the next challenge. The second day was no different from the first. Breakfast came, as did my morning dose of her excrement. I had developed quite a taste for it by now and relished every last drop. As lunchtime approached, I could feel myself becoming increasingly desperate, but I knew that Madam Ellen would not be pleased if I didn't last until the allotted time. Finally, relief came at dinner-time. I was released from my chastity cage, allowing me to empty myself completely. But the next morning, I was once again suited up and ready for another round of training. The third day was a blur of flavors and sensations. Each meal was both a delight and a torment as I struggled to keep everything inside me. By now, I had become accustomed to the constant fullness, and the taste of her feces was nothing short of exquisite. As the third day gave way to the fourth, I began to feel a strange sense of pride in my accomplishment. I was nothing short of Madam Ellen's perfect toilet - well trained, obedient and eager to please. The fifth day was challenging, but I pushed through knowing that soon enough I would be rewarded with her divine excrement once more. By the time the sixth day arrived, I felt as though I was in a trance, unable to break free from the cycle of submission and pleasure. As I write this account, I am once again suited up in my chastity cage, awaiting further instruction from Madam Ellen. The thought of her next meal fills me with both excitement and fear, and I know that I will do anything in my power to please her.

Category: Shitting / Scat
Length: 30min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 3002 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 160 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 678MB

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