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Mistress Marlena Extreme Dirty - Brutal Breakfast

Mistress Marlena Extreme Dirty - Brutal Breakfast / Toilet Slavery

Mistress Marlena Extreme Dirty - Brutal Breakfast
Mistress Marlena Extreme Dirty - Brutal Breakfast
Mistress Marlena Extreme Dirty - Brutal Breakfast

Mistress Marlena Extreme Dirty - Brutal Breakfast

As the sun rose, Mistress Marlena awoke in a particularly filthy mood. She'd been teasing her devoted toilet slave for quite some time, denying him the pleasure of licking her exquisite asshole. But today, she decided to give him a taste of what he'd been missing. First, she relieved herself into a dog bowl, filling it with her warm, steaming shit and piss. Her perfect round ass cheeks glistened with sweat as she leaned over the bowl, releasing the foul-smelling liquid onto the surface. She took her time, savoring the feeling of filth coursing through her body. Next, she summoned her toilet slave to her dimly lit basement. He entered trembling, his heart racing with anticipation. "I've missed you, slave," she purred, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "It's time to clean my asshole." Grabbing an industrial-sized glove, she ordered him to kneel before her. His tongue trembled as he leaned forward, his nose filling with the nauseating scent of his Mistress's shit. "Taste it," she hissed, her voice a low growl. "Clean my asshole with your tongue." The slave obeyed, burying his face in her ass cheeks and pushing his tongue deep into her asshole. Mistress Marlena moaned in approval, her hand rubbing soothing circles on his back. "That's it," she murmured. "You're such a good little toilet slave." As he licked and probed, she moved closer, her body pressing against his. She could feel his hard cock throbbing against her thigh, and she smiled. It was time for the real treat. "Now," she said softly, withdrawing her gloved hand. "It's time for breakfast." Without warning, she pushed her fist, still covered in her own shit, towards his mouth. "Open up," she commanded. "Time to eat." The slave whimpered, his mind reeling with horror and arousal. But he knew better than to disobey. He parted his lips, and she thrust her fist deep into his mouth. He gagged on the foul taste, his throat working furiously to swallow the disgusting meal she'd prepared for him. And as he kept his hand firmly planted on her asshole, she began to feed him more, pushing her fist deeper and deeper into his stomach. With each thrust, she could feel him growing weaker, more dependent on her. "This is your source of life," she whispered against his ear. "My asshole. Never forget it." Her breathing ragged, she pulled her fist free at last, watching with satisfaction as he gasped for air. "That's a good slave," she purred, patting his head. "Now go back to worshipping my asshole." And so the slave returned to his task, his mind filled with images of his Mistress and the delicious meal he'd just consumed. As he licked and cleansed her asshole, he knew that this was all he would ever want or need. He was hers, body and soul.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 13min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 11162 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 126 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 1054MB

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