Miss Dula - My wc after the motorcycle ride

Miss Dula - My wc after the motorcycle ride

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As I stepped into my lavish home after a thrilling motorcycle ride, I couldn't help but smirk at the sight that awaited me. My loyal toilet slave, Roberto, was in his usual position, his ass stretched open by a large black dildo that disappeared into his bowels. His eyes were closed, his face flushed with arousal, lost in his own world of depravity as he masturbated with one hand while his other gripped the dildo tightly. My heart fluttered with anticipation as I hovered over him, taking in the erotic scene before me. The scent of sweat and lust filled the air, mingling with the faint aroma of ass and leather. Roberto seemed to sense my presence, his eyes fluttering open to reveal a mix of fear and adoration. "M-Miss Dula," he stuttered, his voice shaking as he struggled to maintain his hold on the dildo. "Ah, Roberto," I purred, walking around him like a predator circling its prey. "You're such a naughty boy. I trust my motorcycle ride was enough to work up an appetite?" I asked, my voice dripping with seduction. Roberto's face turned beet red at the mention of his dirty deed, but he couldn't help but nod eagerly. "Y-yes, Miss Dula," he whispered, his hand still moving up and down on his cock. I couldn't resist any longer. With a mischievous grin, I grabbed a bottle of expensive champagne from the nearby table and popped the cork. The sound echoed through the room, filling Roberto's ears and heightening his arousal. "Drink up, Roberto," I commanded, holding the glass to his lips. "This is just the beginning of your punishment." Roberto's mouth opened obediently, and he gulped down the champagne like it was water. The taste of expensive bubbles mixed with the sweet nectar of Roberto's ass, making my mouth water in anticipation. "M-more, Miss Dula," he pleaded, his eyes filled with need. And so, I began my ritual of degradation and humiliation. I forced Roberto to consume my champagne, my urine, my feces, and even my used tampons. He ate everything like a starving dog, his face contorting with disgust and arousal as he did so. And all the while, I commanded him to keep masturbating, reminding him that he was nothing but a toilet for my pleasure. As Roberto's face turned redder and redder, his ass clenching and releasing uncontrollably around the dildo, I knew that this was exactly what he wanted. To be used, abused, and humiliated by his beloved Miss Dula. And when he finally exploded onto his stomach, cumming while still chewing on a piece of my excrement, I smiled sweetly and stroked his hair. "There, there, my little toilet," I cooed. "You've done such a good job." And with that, Roberto collapsed into a sweaty, satisfied heap on the floor, his ass still leaking cum and his mind lost in a haze of lust and submission. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride at having such a loyal and devoted slave. I knew he would never disappoint me, no matter how depraved my desires became.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 10min.
Video Info: 3840x2160 Pixel @ 31539 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 256 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 2221MB