Mistress Anna Toilet - Full Weight Fart and Shit

My deliciously plump and heavy ass cheeks spread apart to reveal Mistress Anna's toilet bowl, an invitation for the eager slave to engage in her most intimate of scat fetishes. Standing over him, I pull down my panties, revealing my tight, pink anus, ready to be used for its intended purpose. "Open wide, slave," I command, my voice holding an authoritative tone that sends shivers down his spine. Obediently, he parts his lips, anticipating the foul aroma that wafts up towards his nose as I position myself above his face. As my lower lips brush against his nostrils, a torrent of farts bursts forth from within me, overpowering the senses, causing him to sway back and forth involuntarily. My asshole clenches tightly around the knob of his cock, teasing him mercilessly as I continue to emit fart after fart after fart into his waiting nostrils. With each passing moment, the smell intensifies, driving him deeper into submission. "Take it all in," I groan, my hips rocking back and forth, forcing my freshly-shit turds to rub against his quivering lips. Sinking lower onto his face, I rest the full weight of my ass on his nose, trapping his air supply. This time when I fart, there's nowhere for it to go but straight into his lungs. His body jerks involuntarily as he gasps for air, his nostrils filled with the putrid stench of my ass. His head, trapped between my feet, leaves no room to move, no hope for escape. My hands move to pull cling film tightly around his head, trapping the foul-smelling air inside his nose and mouth. With a deep chuckle, I watch as he tries desperately to break free, his struggles only serving to inhale more and more of my farts. "Breathe through your nose," I hiss, the words dripping with desire. "Breathe in the scent of your mistress's asshole." And breathe he does, inhaling deep into his lungs the warm, putrid air that only moments ago was inside my ass. "Mistress..." he moans, his voice muffled by the cling film wrapped around his face. "Please..." I pull the cling film away from his lips, revealing just how desperate he is for air - and also how eager he is to taste the shit collecting at the corners of his mouth. "You want more?" I grin, leaning close to his face. "You want the taste of my ass all over your tongue?" "Yes, Mistress," he whispers, his eyes pleading with me to continue. Taking hold of his chin with one hand, I push his head further into the warm, wet folds of my pussy. "Open wide," I demand once more, reaching down to unclench my tight anus. As my ass cheeks part, releasing a cloud of foul-smelling gas into the room, he opens his mouth eagerly, waiting for the taste of my shit. With one swift movement, I push my turd deep into his mouth, forcing him to taste every inch of my anal passage. He moans loudly around the thick wad of shit in his mouth as I pull my hips back, leaving him gasping for air yet again. "That's it, slave," I croon, striding towards the edge of the waiting toilet bowl. "Enjoy every last drop of your mistress's ass." With that, I bend over and remove the cling film from my mouth, blew another noisy fart directly into the bowl, and then lean down to flush. As the rush of water fills the bowl, my ass cheeks quiver and clench in anticipation of what comes next. "Come on, slave," I purr, spreading my cheeks to reveal the gaping hole of the toilet bowl. "It's time for your mistress to unload."