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Miss Dula - Directly in the mouth Lets try a new toilet

Miss Dula - Directly in the mouth Lets try a new toilet / Toilet Slavery

Miss Dula - Directly in the mouth Lets try a new toilet
Miss Dula - Directly in the mouth Lets try a new toilet
Miss Dula - Directly in the mouth Lets try a new toilet

Miss Dula - Directly in the mouth Lets try a new toilet

As the nightlife of Rome bustled around us, my friend and I were on a mission to find the perfect human toilet. We stumbled upon this unsuspecting slave begging for our attention. His eyes were filled with desperation as he pleaded for us to use him as our personal toilet. His willingness to submit to such degradation intrigued us both. We decided to take him up on his offer and began our twisted experiment. My friend, being the more dominant of the two, took the lead. She instructed the slave to open his mouth wide and proceed to fill it with her feces. The slave complied without hesitation, eager to please his mistresses. As he struggled to accommodate the unexpectedly large amount of shit, my friend continued to spit in his mouth, adding an extra layer of humiliation to the experience. Watching this unfold before me, I couldn't help but feel a mix of fascination and disgust. The slave's submission was truly remarkable; it made me wonder what sort of training he had undergone. I couldn't help but admire his dedication to his mistress's every whim. As my friend finished using the slave as her personal toilet, she moved on to find new ways to humiliate him. She instructed him to clean up the mess she had made, using only his tongue. The sight of him lapping up his own feces sent shivers down my spine. It was both revolting and strangely arousing. The night continued in this manner, with my friend taking turns using the slave as a toilet and a cleaning device. It was clear that he was being pushed to his limits, but he never once showed signs of resistance. Instead, he continued to serve us faithfully, driven by some twisted sense of loyalty or perhaps sheer desperation. By the end of the night, the slave had endured an experience that would haunt him for a lifetime. He had been used, abused, and humiliated in ways that no human being should ever have to endure. Yet, there he was, still standing before us, ready to serve at our every whim. In that moment, I realized that the slave was not just a toilet or a cleaning device; he was a living, breathing human being reduced to nothing more than an object of our amusement. It was a sobering realization that left me feeling conflicted and disturbed.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 12min.
Video Info: 3840x2160 Pixel @ 22118 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 241 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 1898MB

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