Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - SHITTED IN ASS - mobile version

Mistress Gaia's eyes widened with curiosity at the custom request she had just received. She leaned forward, intrigued by the idea of exploring new boundaries in her scat fetish videos. "An interesting proposal, my slave," she mused, her voice low and sultry. "I must admit, I've never attempted to stuff an entire turd down someone's asshole before." A wicked grin spread across her face as she began to plan out the dirty deed. The thought of stretching out a tight ass hole - male or female - made her wet between the legs. Reaching under her desk, she felt around until her fingers closed around the cool, hard surface of the shiny metal plug. "Very well," she purred, running her tongue over her lips, already anticipating the filthiness to come. "I accept your challenge. Tomorrow, you will bring me a slave who is both willing and able to take on this challenge." As night fell, Mistress Gaia could not resist indulging in a bit of solo play. She spread her legs wide and reached, once again, under her desk, retrieving the slimy, cum-coated butt plug she used when no one was around. Slowly, she sank it balls-deep into her own tight ass, moaning in pleasure as she felt the fullness inside her. "Mmmm... that's it, slave," she groaned, her hips moving in time with the rhythm of her own fingering. "Soon, someone else's filth will be filling this ass." The next day, as promised, Mistress Gaia arrived at the dank dungeon where she would commence her dirty deed. The slave she had chosen was small, young, and trembling with fear - but also eager to please. She could tell from the look in his eyes that he was both excited and terrified of what lay ahead. "Are you ready for your first shitting lesson, slave?" She purred, her voice low and seductive. "I want you to take this plug deep inside your ass and let it stretch you out. Then, once you're nice and loose, I'll come in and fill that tight little hole with my shit." The slave nodded, his eyes wide with fear and anticipation. With a mischievous grin, Mistress Gaia reached down and smeared some of her own shit onto his lips. "Now, slave," she said, her voice cold and commanding, "do as you're told." Obeying her every word, the slave lowered the plug onto the tip of his own cock, slowly sinking it deeper and deeper inside himself. He gasped, moaning in pain and pleasure as the tightness around his cock gave way to the inevitable stretching of his asshole. Mistress Gaia watched, her heart racing with excitement, as the plug disappeared into the slave's ass, leaving just the handle protruding. She grabbed it firmly, began to pull back ever so slowly. With each painful inch, the slave's moans grew louder and more desperate. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the slave was completely filled with the oversized plug that now overflowed with his own shit. He looked up at Mistress Gaia, eyes brimming with tears of pain and humiliation. She smiled, taking his chin in her hand and turning his head forcefully towards the hole in the wall that led to the outdoor filth pit. "Now," she said, her voice husky with excitement, "I want you to push out all that shit and fill up the hole." With a flick of her wrist, she sent him stumbling towards the waiting filth pit, the cold night air chilling his sweat-soaked body. From the safety of her hiding place, Mistress Gaia watched as the slave struggled to push out the massive load of shit in his asshole. The sight of it all - the shiny plug, the stretched asshole, and the stream of dark, viscous filth pouring out - filled her with a sense of power and control that she had never experienced before. As his work was done, the slave collapsed into a shivering heap next to the filth pit, exhausted from both the physical strain and the emotional torment he had endured. Mistress Gaia emerged from her hiding place, her face flushed with excitement and her steps deliberately slow. She approached the quivering mass of human filth, kneeling down beside him. With deliberate slowness, she reached out and ran her fingers through the freshly deposited pile of shit. It was warm, viscous and it smelled of death and decay. With a wicked grin, she dipped her finger into the sticky mess, pushing it towards his trembling lips. "Now, my little slave," she purred, her eyes glowing with anticipation, "it's time to taste your own shit." As she spoke, she pressed her dripping finger against his lips, forcing him to open his mouth and accept the filth she had so eagerly prepared for him.