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Mistress Ann - Hard times for my pathetic shit-eater

Mistress Ann - Hard times for my pathetic shit-eater / Toilet Slavery

Mistress Ann - Hard times for my pathetic shit-eater
Mistress Ann - Hard times for my pathetic shit-eater
Mistress Ann - Hard times for my pathetic shit-eater

Mistress Ann - Hard times for my pathetic shit-eater

As my pathetic shit-eater approached my throne, nervous anticipation filled the air. He knew that today would be a test of his newfound skills in toilet slavery. Mistress Ann, dressed to intimidate in leather leggings, shiny vinyl jacket, and riding boots, waited for him with a smile of amusement. She sat on her throne, her perfect ass cheeks glistening in the dim light of the dungeon. She watched as he knelt before her, his head bowed in submission. "Today," she began, her voice cold and commanding, "you will prove to me that you are worthy of my shit." Her words sent shivers down his spine as he prepared himself for what was to come. He could smell the foul stench of her impending dump - a mix of constipation and fear. As she released the first log from her bowels, it landed with a loud splat on the floor in front of him. His mouth watered at the sight of it, and he quickly moved in to begin his task. The log was rock hard, and it took all his strength to bite off a piece small enough to swallow. He chewed slowly, savoring the taste of her shit as it slowly dissolved in his mouth. With each bite, he could feel the weight of her expectations bearing down upon him. He knew that failure was not an option, so he pushed himself harder and harder. As the last bits of the first log disappeared down his throat, he looked up at Mistress Ann with a mixture of pride and desperation in his eyes. "Very good, piggy boy," she purred, reaching down to pat his head affectionately. "Now, let's see if you can handle this." With that, she released another, even larger log from her bowels. It hit the floor with a resounding thud, sending a cloud of dust and stench into the air. The pungent odor made him lightheaded, but he kept going. He knew that if he wanted to please Mistress Ann, he would have to show her that he was capable of handling anything she could throw at him. Slowly but surely, he worked his way through the second, and then the third, logs. Each one was harder than the last, but he persisted. His face was covered in sweat and smeared with her shit, but he didn't care. All that mattered was pleasing his Mistress. By the time he finished, he was exhausted and spent. But as he looked up at Mistress Ann, he saw nothing but admiration and pride in her eyes. She reached down and pulled him up onto his feet, wrapping him in her powerful embrace. "You are truly my best shit-eater yet, piggy boy," she whispered into his ear. "Now, come here and taste the sweet reward of your obedience." She bent over, exposing her perfect ass to him. He could see the beads of sweat forming on her smooth skin as he approached. With trembling hands, he reached out and touched her ass, feeling the warmth radiating from her body. He could almost taste the musk of her arousal on his tongue. And then, without warning, she pushed his face back into her ass crack, forcing his tongue deep into her tight hole. As he licked and tongued her ass, he could feel her hips grinding against him, her moans of pleasure filling the dungeon. And in that moment, he knew that no matter how hard the task, he would always come back for more. Because as long as Mistress Ann was willing to shit on him, he would be willing to eat it.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 11min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 3984 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 128 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 338MB

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