Mistress Anna Toilet - 35 Electrick punishment my human toilet

Mistress Anna Toilet stands above her toilet slave, a figure adorned in a latex catsuit that hugs her every curve. She toys with him, her cruel eyes taking in the look of both submission and arousal on his face. With a flick of her wrist, she activates a device that delivers an electrical charge to the slave's caged penis, making it twitch in pain. Smirking, she steps away from him, hands clasped behind her back. "See?" she taunts. "You're nothing but my toilet now."

The slave squirms on the floor, its penis still throbbing from the electrical shock. It cannot take its eyes off Mistress Anna, awed by her beauty and power. As it watches, she straddles a toilet bowl and lowers herself onto it, grinding her hips against the cool porcelain. Her ass cheeks quiver with each thrust, revealing the perfect heart-shaped tattoo on her lower back. "Why don't you lick my pussy?" she purrs, spreading her legs invitingly. The slave hesitates for a moment before tentatively reaching out to touch her perfect folds.

As it begins to explore her wetness with its tongue, Mistress Anna spots the bulge forming in the slave's still-erect penis. She chuckles darkly, unzipping her catsuit to reveal her bare ass. "You see?" she teases, wiggling her ass at him. "Even with your dick in a cage, you still get hard for me." Reaching down, she grabs hold of the slave's balls, squeezing them rhythmically as she continues to grind against the toilet bowl.

Suddenly, she stops moving and sits up straight, smirking as she fucks the air. "You know what time it is?" she asks, her voice dripping with anticipation. The slave nods, trembling with anticipation. "Taste," she demands, pointing at the soft mound of shit on the toilet seat. Without another word, the slave lowers its face to the cool surface, tongue darting out to lap at the creamy treat. It moans, the mixture of pain and pleasure making for a unique sensation in its mouth.

Mistress Anna watches with amusement as the slave begins to stimulate itself, its tongue swirling around the toilet seat. She grabs a remote control from the nearby table and presses a button, causing the slave's cage to retract. "I think it's time for you to taste me again," she says, straddling the slave once more. This time, however, she lowers herself onto its face, forcing its tongue to make contact with her asshole. The slave struggles but cannot move, trapped beneath her perfect body.

As she rides him, Mistress Anna reaches down and grabs hold of the slave's penis, now fully exposed. She begins to masturbate it slowly, her other hand slapping lewdly at his balls. "You like this, don't you?" she asks, her voice a low growl. "You're a filthy fucking slave, and you'll never be able to have normal sex again." The slave moans in agreement, lost in the sensation of pain and pleasure coursing through its body. It knows that it is hers, that it will do anything to please her.

Finally, she positions herself over the bowl and releases her flow of hot, thick shit onto the slave's eager face. The slave begins to lick frantically, lapping up every drop of her essence. She chuckles darkly, standing up straight once more. "You're so fucked up," she says, shaking her head in disgust. "But I'll keep you that way. Because you belong to me." With that, she turns and walks away, leaving the slave to deal with the mess and the aching desire that only she can satisfy.