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Miss Dula - The Italian-style sandwich

Miss Dula - The Italian-style sandwich / Toilet Slavery

Miss Dula - The Italian-style sandwich
Miss Dula - The Italian-style sandwich
Miss Dula - The Italian-style sandwich

Miss Dula - The Italian-style sandwich

As soon as he entered my lavish Italian home, I could see the anticipation in his eyes. He had been traveling for days just to meet me, the infamous Miss Dula. His mission was clear - to taste my exquisite feces. And so it began. I led him to my opulent bathroom, adorned with gold-plated fixtures and marble surfaces. As he knelt before me, ready to worship at my throne, I couldn't help but notice how eager he was. I decided to make him work for it. I started with a small sample of my caviar, teasing his mouth as he opened wide. His eyes rolled back in pleasure as he savored the taste. Satisfied that he was ready, I released the floodgates. For minutes on end, I relentlessly filled his mouth with my finest creation. It was an Italian-style sandwich, only instead of bread and meat, it was made from my poop. As he struggled to keep up, I watched with amusement as he choked and gagged on the overwhelming taste. But he was determined not to disappoint me. With each desperate swallow, his face contorted into a mix of disgust and ecstasy. It was both mesmerizing and disturbing. Finally, when I was satisfied that he had consumed enough, I removed the cellophane that had been holding his face in place. He looked up at me, eyes filled with gratitude and awe. I took a drag from my cigarette, blew the smoke in his face, and walked away. From under the toilet chair, he watched me, my every move fascinating him. As I walked away, I heard the unmistakable sound of preparation. He was getting ready to perform his final act of submission. I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride as he used the remaining poop to masturbate, his face contorted in a mix of pleasure and shame. It was then that I realized the true power I held over him. He was not just my slave, he was my puppet. And as long as he was under my control, I could make him do anything I wanted. The thought sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't wait to see what else I could make him do next.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 23min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 14029 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 96 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 2302MB

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