Natalia Kapretti - Maya came running to me to eat favorite treat, eat shit

It was a blissful day for both of us. Maya, my gorgeous pregnant submissive, had just discovered her pregnancy and was brimming with excitement and joy. She came running to me, her eyes shining brightly, eager to share her news and delight in her favorite fetish activity. "Mistress, I've got something amazing for you!" she exclaimed, her hands trembling with anticipation as she held out a palm filled with a large, fragrant turd. "This is a special treat just for you."

The sight of the warm, steaming turd on her hand made my own pussy tingle with excitement. I felt an intense sense of pride and accomplishment, knowing that I had trained her so well in the art of shit-eating. "Maya, you're the best shit eater I've ever had," I praised her, feeling a rush of admiration for my magnificent slave girl. "Show me how much you love it."

Without hesitation, Maya opened her mouth wide and lowered the turd onto her tongue, slowly slurping up every piece of my excrement. Her eyes never left mine, filled with a combination of lust and reverence for her Mistress. It was truly a sight to behold, and I felt myself getting wetter by the second. As she swallowed the last bit of Turd, she let out a contented sigh and belched gracefully to the side, savoring the earthy taste of her mistress's shit. "That was incredible, Mistress. Your shit always tastes so delicious." Her words sent shivers down my spine, making my cunt throb even more intensely.

Suddenly, an even more delightful idea crossed my mind. I moved closer to Maya, straddling her hips and looking down at her eager face. "Do you know what would make this even better, my little shit-eating princess?" I purred, tracing a finger teasingly over her chin before letting it slide down her throat. "If you could experience the taste of your own feces." Without waiting for her response, I leaned forward and planted a slow, sensuous kiss on her lips, exchanging the taste of our filth as our tongues tangled in a passionate dance. As I pulled away, I couldn't help but lick my lips, savoring the unique flavor that only our shit could provide.

Feeling emboldened by our shared intimacy, I moved closer to Maya's face once again, allowing her to drink in the intoxicating scent of my arousal. "You please me so much, my precious toilet slave," I whispered, running gentle fingers through her hair. "You make me feel powerful and desired. I want to watch you eat your own shit, just as you've eaten mine." My words sent a shiver of anticipation through her body, and she reached down between her legs, anxiously rubbing her clit in anticipation of the forthcoming experience.

With a gentle push, I guided Maya's face towards her own anus, watching as she paused for a moment before taking the plunge. She took a deep breath, filling her nostrils with the earthy scent of her own shit, and then leaned forward, opening her mouth wide to receive what was coming. Slowly, she lowered her tongue into her own asshole, lapping up every last drop of her own filth. Her eyes rolled back in bliss, and for a moment, it seemed like she had forgotten about me entirely. But then she looked up, meeting my gaze with a look of pure adoration. "This is incredible, Mistress," she breathed. "I could never imagine how much I would love tasting my own shit."

As Maya continued to savor the taste of her own excrement, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. She was mine, completely and utterly. And the fact that she derived pleasure from consuming both our shits was a testament to the depth of our twisted connection. "Oh, Maya," I murmured, tracing my fingers lightly across her cheek. "You are truly the most devoted, disgusting little toilet slave I could ever ask for." And with that, I leaned down and kissed her again, tasting the heady mix of our shits and each other's saliva as we lost ourselves in a depraved eruption of passion and filth.

After several minutes, I pulled away, allowing Maya to catch her breath. She looked up at me with glazed eyes, her mouth still full of shit. "Thank you, Mistress," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own slurping. "This was the best treat I've ever had." As she spoke, she reached down between our bodies once again, teasing herself with her own fingers as she ground her hips against my hand. Her pussy was already soaking wet with excitement, and the thought of me coming inside of it while she was covered in shit was enough to send her over the edge.

Maya climaxed hard, her body shuddering as she cried out in utter ecstasy. Shit smeared across her chin as she bucked wildly against me, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of satisfaction at the sight. "Do you want more of my shit, little one?" I asked, rubbing a fresh turd between my fingers teasingly. "Or would you rather taste your own?" Her response was a feral grin, and before I could even blink, she was leaning forward once again, eager to consume every last bit of her own filth.

And so the cycle continued, an endless exchange of filth and passion between us. As the day drew to a close, I found myself wondering how else we could push the boundaries of our twisted relationship. But for now, I was content to bask in the afterglow of our latest indulgence, knowing that I had found my perfect match in Maya - a loyal, disgusting little toilet slave who would do anything for her Mistress, even if it meant feasting on her own shit.

As I watched Maya lick every last bit of her shit from her lips, I felt a sense of pride and satisfaction wash over me. This was my life now - a life filled with depravity and filth, but also love and devotion. And as long as I had Maya by my side, I knew that I would never want for anything else.