Natalia Kapretti - Learn fuck and fisting slaves my happy toilet

Natalia smirks, a toy strapon dangling between her fingers, oozing lube onto the floor. She strides over to her submissive, who's already stretched out, ass ready for penetration. "Today," she begins, her voice dripping with honeyed sincerity, "I'm going to teach you how to fuck slaves in the ass and stretch them out until they're ready for fisting." The anticipation mounts as Natalia positions her inverse cock against the quivering hole. It's big, long, and slick with lubricant, shimmering under the dim light. With one smooth thrust, Natalia drives the strapon deep into the ass of her naked submissive, burying it to the hilt. A moan escapes from their throat, echoing around the room, and Natalia feels herself swell with power. "Do you like that?" She taunts, her breath hot against the trembling skin. "I'm going to make you love this." With a sharp tug on the strapon, Natalia pulls out, only to thrust back in again, harder this time. The submissive moans louder, and Natalia watches as beads of sweat form on their forehead. "That's right," she rejoices, taking control, "you're mine, every inch of you." Again and again, she plunges the strapon into the shivering ass, forcing it to take every inch. And as the submissive's body gives way under the onslaught, Natalia can see the desire burning in their eyes. They're hers, completely and utterly. But Natalia isn't finished yet. With a devilish glint, she pulls out the strapon and kneels between their legs, positioning her monstrous figure for easier access. The submissive trembles, anticipation coursing through their veins, as Natalia prepares to make her next move. And just like that, she presses her fist against the glistening pussy, forcing it open. The resistance is momentary, and then she feels her fist sliding inside, filling her slave to the brim with her own flesh. She pushes past the initial discomfort, fingers curling up around the inside of the pleasure hole, claiming it as her own. Her fist pumps in and out, rhythmical and commanding, forcing the submissive to meet her movement with their own. Moans erupt from their throat, mixed with cries of pleasure and pain, and Natalia revels in the power she holds over them. Her fist slips easily in and out of the fissure she has created, stretching it wider and wider with each thrust. Finally, sated and triumphant, Natalia reluctantly pulls her fist from the pussy, smearing her knuckles with sticky wetness. She stands, towering over the submissive, who lies there, spent and fulfilled. "And that, my toilet, is how you fuck and fist a slave." She says, straightening out her clothes, the confidence glowing from within. "Ready to try?" Her eyes lock onto your own, full of desire and challenge. The room seems to shrink around you as you nod, unable to resist the pull. Because you are hers, and you always will be.