Natalia Kapretti - Next step in educating toilet husband

Natalia Kapretti smiled as she watched her husband kneel before her, his eyes fixed on the toilet bowl. He had been her loyal toilet slave for some time now, but she knew there was still more she could teach him. Today, she planned on pushing him to the brink of desperation and making him beg to be her human toilet.

Together with her slave girl, Natasha, Natalia had prepared a special session for him. They had set up the room with candles flickering softly, creating a sensual and intimate atmosphere. Throughout the night, he had been fed a steady stream of laxatives, ensuring he would have a full bladder and an empty stomach by the time his training began.

As the day wore on, the anticipation grew. Natalia could tell by the desperate glances he kept shooting towards the bathroom that he needed release badly. Finally, it was time. She waved her hand and whispered, "Begin."

At once, Natalia and Natasha began speaking to him in hushed tones, their words designed to arouse and antagonize him at the same time. They discussed all the delicious flavors and textures of human feces, painting a vivid picture of what awaited him if he failed to perform his duty as her toilet.

He tried his best to resist their taunting, but the combination of the laxatives and his natural curiosity about the act eventually proved too much for him. Slowly, he began to beg, pleading with them to let him be her toilet. They continued teasing him, refusing to answer until he got down on his knees and apologized for doubting her. Once he finished, they instructed him to lean forward and open his mouth as wide as he could.

With a mischievous grin, Natalia slowly lowered herself onto the toilet seat, her body mere inches from his face. She could feel his hot breath on her skin as she placed the tip of her finger on her anus and gently teased it. Her sphincter clenched around her finger, making a soft noise that caused him to whimper in anticipation.

Finally, with a wicked smile, she pushed her finger inside her ass, preparing herself for his long-awaited act of servitude. "Now, my toilet bowl," she purred, "is your mouth ready to taste my delicious shit?" She held her breath as he nodded eagerly, his mouth watering at the thought of what was to come.

She still teased him, making him wait for what felt like an eternity before she finally released her bowels. A thick stream of hot, sticky feces poured out of her, coating her finger and dripping onto his tongue. He lapped it up greedily, savoring the taste of her ass on his tongue. "Good boy," she praised, smiling fondly at him. "Now clean it up."

As he used his tongue to scrub the last traces of shit off his lips, she could see that he was already anticipating the next time they would share this intimate act. She knew then that she had truly trained him well, and that her toilet bowl would never leave her side again.

I am Natalia Kapretti. I turned my husband into my toilet. Do you want to be my toilet too? Write to me, call me, look for me. And I achieve my way, you will eat my shit. Yes, I'm a queen of shit.