Natalia Kapretti - Latrine, today lots stinky shit for eat

Natalia Kapretti, a fiery and dominant woman, owned you completely. You were her living toilet, dedicated to fulfilling her every scatological desire. As she entered the room, your body tensed in anticipation of her arrival. The room stank of feces and urine, but those were the very aromas that aroused you to the point of ecstasy. "Did you miss me, my little toilet?" she asked with a sultry smile, her voice dripping with contempt. "I brought you your breakfast. Open your toilet mouth, I want to spit in it." She watched as your lips trembled in anticipation of her saliva dripping into your open mouth. However, she was not satisfied with your response. "You haven't gone wild in the toilet bowl yet," she scolded. "I think I'll turn on some music to keep you company while you wait for your next assignment." Natalia flipped through her extensive collection of music until finding what she was looking for. She pressed play, and a dirge-like melody filled the room. As the music played, she reached down between your legs and began to stroke your cock, keeping it hard and primed for her upcoming assault on your senses. "Now open your mouth," she commanded, "I'm going to shit in it." She knelt beside your head and positioned her ass directly over your face, her tailbone practically pressing against your nose. "Oh, yes," she moaned as she began to release her morning load of shit into your waiting mouth. "Eat," she growled. Your eager lips and tongue worked feverishly, cleaning every last morsel of excrement from her anus and devouring it. She watched you avidly, her eyes flashing with excitement. As you finished, she smiled. "You're not nearly as dry in the morning as you will be after today's meals." Later that day, she returned, this time with a large enema bag in tow. She attached the nozzle to your ass, filling you with warm, thick liquid. You moaned in pleasure as the sensation of being filled to bursting overwhelmed you. Then, she positioned herself once again above your face, lowering her wet, porcelain ass onto your mouth. "Eat," she commanded once again. You opened your mouth, eager to taste the rich mix of shit, piss, and enema fluid that now filled her lower regions. Swallow after swallow, you greedily consumed every last drop, your tongue exploring every inch of her wet, warm anus. Finally, Natalia stood up, wiping her ass on your face before straightening her skirt. She flashed you a wicked grin. "I gave you a good lunch, didn't I?" Then, she turned and left the room, shutting the door behind her. Alone once again, you lay there, half-conscious, your mind reeling from the sensory overload of the past few hours. You couldn't help but wonder what she had in store for you tomorrow.