Natalia Kapretti - Pregnancy is not a reason not eat shit

It was a rainy day when Natalia Kapretti, a dominant mistress with a penchant for toilet slavery, received a call from her pregnant toilet slave, Maya. The young woman was eager to fulfill her mistress's desires, despite her delicate condition. Natalia smiled, knowing that pregnancy would not deter her devoted toilet slave from performing her filthy duties.

Maya arrived at Natalia's estate, her stomach growling with hunger. She had been expecting this call, as she had been made to eat her owners shit every day for months now. She knew that today would be no different. Natalia met her at the door, dressed in a form-fitting black dress that hugged her curves. She looked every inch the powerful dominatrix she truly was.

With a smirk, Natalia led Maya to the bathroom, where she sat down on the toilet seat, her perfectly shaped ass pointed towards her slave. Maya knelt before her, head bowed in submission. "Eat my shit, you dirty toilet slave," Natalia commanded, her voice dripping with contempt. "Pregnancy is not an excuse for you."

Maya opened her mouth wide, eagerly anticipating the taste of her mistress's shit. As Natalia released a soft log of her feces into Maya's eagerly waiting mouth, she couldn't help but feel a surge of power course through her body. This was what she lived for – control over another person's life, reducing them to nothing more than a toilet to be used at her will.

After savoring the taste of her own feces for a moment, Maya leaned over the toilet bowl and started drinking the remaining filth, swishing it around in her mouth before swallowing it down. She could sense Natalia's satisfaction at her display of subservience, and it only fueled her desire to please her mistress even more.

Natalia watched as Maya finished licking the toilet clean, a small smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "Now it's time for you to prove your worth, my little toilet slave," she purred, standing up and straddling the vulnerable woman's face. "Drink every drop of my urine."

Maya opened her mouth wide once again, submitting to her mistress's every whim. As warm, golden streams of urine flowed out of Natalia's body and into her eager mouth, she couldn't help but feel a sense of completeness. This was her purpose in life – to be used by Natalia, to serve and please her at all costs.

Finally satiated, Natalia stood up and admired herself in the mirror. She was the epitome of female dominance, and her toilet slave was nothing more than an extension of her own power. As Maya lay there, caked in filth and exhausted from her ordeal, she couldn't help but wonder: would she ever find a way out of this twisted web of servitude? Or was she destined to live out the rest of her days as nothing more than a toilet for her cruel mistress?