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The room was filled with the pungent aroma of farts, indicating that Miss Dula's bowels were full and in need of relieving. She, dressed in a sharp business suit, continued to sort through paperwork on her desk, barely paying attention to the increasing pressure in her stomach. As she set aside the last file, she couldn't help but let out a loud sigh. It was clear that she had been holding in her gas for quite some time and needed a moment to catch her breath. "I hope my toilet is ready for the feast I'm about to serve him," she muttered under her breath, already knowing the answer. Her personal toilet, always eager and waiting for her command, was kept in a separate room just a few steps away. The door was slightly ajar, revealing the figure of a man kneeling on the floor, head bowed in submission. He could sense her approach and began to tremble with anticipation, aware of what was coming next. As she entered the room, Miss Dula strolled over to him, her high heels clicking against the tile floor. Without uttering a word, she unzipped her pants and pushed them down to her ankles, revealing her plump, round ass. Her panties were already soaked with sweat and the unmistakable odor of feces. "Get ready," she commanded, her voice stern but seductive. "Tonight's meal will be divided into four courses, just like a fine dining experience. But remember, my toilet, you must clean your plate or else you won't be allowed to eat at all." Slowly, she lowered herself onto the toilet seat, positioning her ass directly over the waiting mouth. She could feel the heat emanating from below as he began to salivate at the thought of what was coming. With a gleeful laugh, she released a massive, wet log from her ass, filling his mouth to the brim. "That's course number one," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now, let's see how you handle the rest of the menu." And so began an evening of humiliation and degradation as Miss Dula fed her toilet course after course of her own filth. The toilet struggled to keep up, his face covered in her shit and his stomach churning from the foul taste. But he knew that this was his duty - to clean up after his mistress, no matter how disgusting or demeaning the task might be. By the end of the night, the toilet was a mess of sweat and excrement, his once pristine uniform now stained beyond repair. But he had done his job, and for that he was rewarded with a small pat on the head from Miss Dula before being dismissed to his cramped little room. As she locked the door behind him and returned to her own bedroom, Miss Dula couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. Her toilet may have been broken, but at least he was well-trained and obedient. And as long as he remained that way, she would keep him around to do her dirty work.
Category: Shitting / Scat
Length: 12min.
Video Info: 3840x2160 Pixel @ 19558 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 256 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 1718MB