Natalia Kapretti - I want you to eat all shit, slave

I am Natalia Kapretti, your mistress and goddess. Today I decided to reward your loyalty, which has not gone unnoticed. You've been a good little shit-eating toilet slave, and I'm in the mood to show you just how much I appreciate your devotion. I want you to crawl your way to my luxurious bathroom, licking the filthy floor along the way. When you reach me, there will be a surprise waiting that will make your heart race with anticipation.

As you approach my lavish throne room, I'm sitting on my golden toilet, naked and covered in warm, fragrant shit. My perfect round ass is protruding from the water, glistening with residual fecal matter. My pussy, also drenched in shit, pulsates with desire for you. My hands are busy digging through the mounds of excrement around the toilet; I can't wait to show them off to you, the filthy shit-eater you are.

I hear your footsteps getting closer, and I can't contain my excitement. The sound of your tongue lapping at the floor makes my insides squirm. Finally, you crawl before me, your tongue peeking out between the repulsive filth coating your body. I lean down and whisper in your ear, my breath tainted with the scent of excrement. "Crawl up to me, dirty slave. Show me how eager you are to please your mistress." You obey without question, climbing up my legs until you're face-to-face with the goddess of feces herself.

I reach between my legs and spread my pussy ensconced in shit apart, revealing my hot, wet opening. I lower my ass onto your face, grinding against your nose and mouth. "Smell me," I command. "Drink in the essence of your mistress." You inhale deeply, filling your lungs with the pungent aroma of freshly deposited feces and urine mixed with sweat and feminine arousal. It's intoxicating.

Satisfied with your devotion, I pull out the most massive turd I've ever produced. It's so big, it nearly covers my hand. I place it between us, our bodies flush against one another as we share a moment of intimacy. I lean in closer and whisper into your ear again, my warm breath caressing your skin. "Do you want it, slave?" I ask. "Do you want my shit in your mouth?" You nod frantically, salivating uncontrollably at the thought of tasting my divine excrement.

Slowly, I lower the veil of excrement into your waiting mouth. You suck on it greedily, savoring the flavors of both my ass and pussy mixed together in one glorious mouthful. As you deepthroat my shit, I begin to orgasm, my entire body shuddering as hot cum mixes with my freshly deposited feces inside of you. "Swallow it all," I growl, my voice reverberating around the room. "Every last drop of my precious shit."

And you do. You swallow it all, every last drop of my precious shit. Your mouth is coated in the taste of my body, the smell of my arousal. As the orgasm subsides, you look up at me, your eyes wide with wonder and gratitude. "Thank you, mistress," you say, your voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you for choosing me to be your shit-eating toilet slave."

I pat your head affectionately, scattering a few strands of my hair across your face. "Of course, my little shit-lover. Now clean me up and prepare me for our next session." And with that, I step off of you, leaving you covered in the remnants of our intimate encounter. You rise to your feet, pulling out a rag to clean up the mess you've made. But don't forget, my slave: there will always be more where that came from.