PooAlina - Alina eats and shits in mouth toilet slave

Alina sat on her golden throne, her thick rear end dominating the room. She was adorned in nothing more than a pair of skimpy black panties that barely contained her massive rump, making them ride up her ample cheeks revealing the most intimate of details. Her legs were parted wide, exposing the heavily muscled gaps between her cheeks as well as the gleaming white orb of her anus. Alina was preparing for her ritual, a nightly routine that involved filling her toilet slave's mouth with her divine excrement. Tonight, she had a feast planned; chili pepper, capricious mackerel, sauerkraut, and other foods that were sure to leave her bowels in a frenzy.

As the first few bites of food made their way through Alina's digestive system, she began to feel the telltale signs of a mighty shit approaching. Her belly rumbled, her cheeks puffed out, and her mouth watered with anticipation. Her slave, chained naked to the floor below her, shivered in fear at the thought of what was coming. Alina stood over him, her towering form casting a shadow across his trembling form. With a wicked grin spread across her face, she raised her heavy ass high into the air and released a torrent of diarrhea straight into the slave's waiting mouth. The hot, steaming pile of shit coated his tongue and filled his throat, causing him to gag and choke on its overwhelming taste and texture.

After emptying her bowels into the slave's mouth, Alina stepped aside to let him catch his breath. He coughed and sputtered, trying in vain to expel the foul taste from his mouth. But before he could even catch his breath, Alina rounded on him once more and lowered her glorious asshole over his face. With a menacing grin, she let loose another torrent of foul-smelling farts straight into the slave's nose, filling the room with their pungent presence. The slave whimpered and pleaded for mercy, but Alina paid him no heed. He was hers, body and soul, and she would use him however she saw fit.

Throughout the night, Alina fed her slave a steady stream of her diarrhea, each dump growing larger and more foul than the last. She delighted in his pleading and whimpering, knowing that she held his fate firmly in her hands. As the night wore on, the slave grew weaker and weaker, succumbing to the power of Alina's copious shits. By the time morning arrived, he was little more than a limp, filthy mess, his body and soul stripped bare by Alina's reign of terror. But even as the slave lay there, spent and broken, there was no doubt in his mind that he would willingly submit to Alina's depraved desires once more.

PooAlina's Slutty Toilet Slavery