Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - EAT OR CHOKE - mobile version

Mistress Gaia, an Italian beauty with mesmerizing green eyes, sat on her luxurious golden throne. She commanded her faithful slave to kneel before her, anxious for her next request. The slave trembled with anticipation as he watched the mistress remove her thong revealing her velvety smooth ass wrapped in a glittery thong. "Today I'm going to use you as my toilet," she announced with a malicious grin. The slave's heart sank at her words, but he knew better than to show any signs of resistance. Mistress Gaia was known for her cruelty and unpredictability. He could hear the sound of a toilet flushing nearby, signaling that she must be feeling quite full. Mistress Gaia moved with grace and precision, sitting down on her ornate golden toilet chair and motioning for the slave to come closer. He felt a cold metal chain wrap around his neck, anchoring him to the ground. A wet cloth was forced into his mouth, silencing his screams as she tied it securely behind his head. "You're going to be spending the rest of the day under this chair, unable to do anything but smell and taste my filth." As if on cue, warm, putrid feces began to ooze out of her perky ass cheeks, dripping onto the slave's face. It was as if the very air he breathed was filled with it's rancid stench. Mistress Gaia continued to defecate, filling the slave's senses with the foul aroma and the sight of her excrement streaming down his face. "See what you've made me do, slave? You've left me with no choice but to use you as my personal toilet." The feces began to pile up around him, slowly burying him in a disgusting mound of shit. He could feel the soft heat of it against his skin, taunting him with its foulness. "Now, I want you to eat every single bit of my shit, slave. If you don't, you'll choke on it. And believe me, I wouldn't want that to happen," she laughed malevolently. The slave forced himself to begin chewing, his mouth filling with the bitter taste of her waste. He could hear the mistress's sadistic laughter echoing through the room as he struggled to swallow each mouthful. "Good slave, now let me see how much of my shit you've swallowed," she commanded, kneeling down to inspect him. She reached down, pinching at the slave's lips, pulling them apart to reveal the mess he'd made of her feces. Some pieces still remained, clinging to his chin and covering his face. She reached out, plucking them off and pushing them back into his mouth. "That's better. Now swallow every last bit of it," she ordered, smacking her hand in anticipation. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the slave felt his stomach churning with the weight of her shit. He forced himself to take one final bite, swallowing it down with a mixture of revulsion and acquiescence. "Well done, slave. You may stand now," she sneered, withdrawing the chain from his neck. The slave stood up slowly, his body trembling with the aftershocks of the experience. He wiped as much of the shit from his face as he could, but the disgusting traces remained. "Clean yourself up," she ordered dismissively, turning away to select her next victim. The slave stumbled over to a nearby bucket of water and cleaning supplies, wondering how much longer he would be subjected to such humiliation and degradation. His hopes began to fade as he realized that for Mistress Gaia, there was no bottom to the depravity in which she would immerse her slaves.