Natalia Kapretti - Swallow shit with cum, you public toilet

The scent of urine mixed with sweat filled the air as you stepped into the shadowy alleyway behind the crowded bar. You had lost track of time drinking with your friend, and now it was clear that you wouldn't be making it home tonight. As you turned the corner, you noticed a faint light beckoning you towards an old warehouse entrance. Curiosity getting the best of you, you unlocked the rusty latch and pushed open the creaky door. Inside, the atmosphere was thick with anticipation. Men stood around in groups whispering amongst themselves, their eyes darting towards you as you entered the room. A wave of heat washed over you as you realized the truth - this place catered to those with the most taboo of fetishes: toilet slavery. Taking a hesitant step forward, you noticed a woman chained to a wall. She had a long, thin necklace of toilet paper around her throat, and her eyes were filled with fear. She mouthed something to you, but before you could understand, a man dressed in leather grabbed your arm and led you towards another part of the warehouse. As he opened a door, the sweet smell of human excrement filled your nostrils. Inside was a small room with a toilet bowl at the center. A young woman with chin-length hair was bent over the toilet, her body trembling slightly as she took a deep breath. "Angela," the man said firmly, "Tonight, we have a special guest. Ready yourself for him." The woman, clearly terrified, nodded her head obediently. She straightened up slowly, revealing that her pants were already halfway down her thighs. She couldn't meet your eyes as she spoke: "I'm sorry I... I didn't expect you to visit tonight. But I'm ready to serve you. Please, just tell me what you want me to do." Her voice was shaking, but there was an undeniable tone of submission in it. You could feel the power she held over these men, even as she was barely dressed and trembling with fear. The man who had led you here stepped forward, unzipping his pants and pulling out his erect cock. He moved behind Angela, letting you see his face in the reflection of the mirror above the sink. "Suck him off, just like you suck cocks in the mouth of a girl." Angela closed her eyes, taking the man's cock into her mouth slowly. Her lips wrapped around the thick shaft, her tongue flicking out to taste the precum on the tip. As she began to move her head up and down, you could see a trail of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of his cock. The other men in the room watched with eager anticipation, their hands gripping their own hard cocks. You could feel the tension building as they waited for their turn with the "toilet mouth." As Angela worked on her first customer, another man stepped forward, his cock already hard and ready. He positioned himself at a different angle so that he could watch his cum fill up the toilet bowl while still getting sucked off by Angela. You noticed that the floor beneath her was already wet with puddles of fresh ejaculate. Hours passed, punctuated by the sounds of slapping flesh, groans of pleasure, and the gurgling noises coming from Angela's stomach as she continued to take cock after cock into her mouth. She was a living toilet, forced to serve these men's every dirty desire. Finally, as the last man came inside her and pulled out, Angela collapsed onto the floor, exhausted and terrified. The man who had led you here approached her, his cock still hard and leaking thick strands of sperm onto the floor. "Well done, Natalia," he said, his voice laced with cruelty. "You've served us well tonight. But now it's time for your punishment." With that, he pulled out a small object from his pocket and pushed it towards her. It was a strange, bulbous shape covered in shiny latex. Natalia knew what it was - a device used to force men to take it up the ass if they wanted to avoid being restrained while they emptied their bowels into her mouth. "Put it on, Natalia," he said, enjoying the fear in her eyes. "And next time you keep your friend company at home, remember who enjoys drinking shit from the mouth of a pretty slave." Natalia did as she was told, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to get the rubber device over her face. Soon, she was nothing more than a toilet with legs, ready to be used again whenever the men desired. As the door closed behind them, she could hear their footsteps getting fainter and fainter, leaving her alone with her thoughts and the dreadful realization of what she had become.