Natalia Kapretti - Eat my shit as punishment for disobedience

Natalia Kapretti was infuriated when she walked into the bathroom and found that you, her beloved toilet slave, had taken a shit in her favorite toilet seat. "What's that?" she screamed, her eyes burning with anger. "Why are you sitting down and shit in my favorite toilet? Don't we have regular toilet? I let you take a shit in it a couple of times, so you're totally relaxed. You can't be left alone for a minute. Began to play with pussy without asking." Natalia's long, manicured fingernails dug into your skin as she lifted your chin, forcing you to look her in the eye. "I'll teach you how to behave, you will be punished," she hissed. Before you could even process what was happening, you found yourself on your knees with your ass up in the air. Natalia's hand stung as it connected with your glistening, rodereal ass. "Your ass will be in a stripe," she warned. "You will know that in my house need to ask permission from the Mistress for everything. That you're squirming like an eel, expose your ass out or it'll get worse." With tears streaming down your face, you begged for mercy, but Natalia's lust only grew more intense. She towered over you, her heaving bosom rising and falling with each deep breath. "Lie down on the floor," she commanded. "I'll shit in your mouth. Forgotten who are you, now I will remind. You my living toilet, toilet bowl for me. I'll shit in your mouth every day instead of toilet slaves and you will eat my shit all the time. Yes, you have mouth full of shit, hold it in your mouth, let it melt and flows down your throat." Terrified and humiliated, you did as you were told. You hadn't felt this degraded since you were first forced into this twisted lifestyle. But as the hot, sticky load filled your mouth, you knew there was no escape. You were Natalia's toilet, and you would be used and abused until she saw fit to release you. After forcing you to clean your mouth like a good little slave girl, Natalia wrapped a thin strip of cloth around your eyes and led you to the bed. "Get on the bench," she ordered, her voice shaking with anticipation. "I'll fuck you in the ass. What do you mean don't? Tolerate, you're slave girl you must endure everything." There was no room for protest. You were hers, body and soul. As she pushed her rigid cock into your tight, sore asshole, you tried to comprehend the level of depravity that had brought you to this point. But before you could gather your thoughts, she was slamming into you, her hips pistoning back and forth. The pain was intense, but you knew better than to ask her to stop. Instead, you let out a muffled cry, the sound muffled by the ball gag in your mouth. Between each thrust, Natalia reached around and slapped your tight, round ass, leaving a stinging red mark in her wake. As she neared climax, Natalia's hand moved lower, forcing its way into your overflowing ass. "Suck, lick better or should I take the whip again?" she growled. Your every fiber screamed in protest, but you knew there was no escape. You were hers, and she would do with you as she pleased. With one last powerful thrust, Natalia came, filling your insides with her thick, hot seed. She withdrew, and for a moment you thought she was finished. But then she grabbed you by the hair and pulled your face down to her still-swollen cunt. "Good toilet girl, ate my shit enough," she panted. "And now go washing. Here's a kick to speed you." As the hot, angry foot connected with your back, you knew that there would be no escape from Natalia's twisted desires. You were her toilet, and you would be used and abused until she saw fit to release you.