ScatqueensBerlin - Scat Picnic P2 HD

The sun beamed down on the lush green park as Lady Catherine's mind wandered to thoughts of her lavish lifestyle and the endless power she wielded over others. Little did she know that today would be different, for she had an insatiable craving for a toilet slave's mouth to taste the sweet, rich aroma and texture of her feces. As she strutted towards the picnic area with her trusty toilet slave following behind, she couldn't help but relish in the thought of him worshipping her anus and cleaning up after her daily assaults on the porcelain throne.

The two arrived just as the other guests were setting up their picnic baskets and blankets. Immediately, Lady Catherine commanded her slave to kiss her feet as she strolled past him, the sharp leather of her high heels digging into his lower back reminding him of his place. She casually glanced around at the other guests, taking inventory of who might be present to witness their depraved ritual.

As they made their way to a secluded spot near a large oak tree, Lady Catherine surveyed the area with an air of confidence. Satisfied that they wouldn't be disturbed, she instructed her slave to lay out a blanket for them to sit on. Meanwhile, she took pleasure in watching as he struggled to balance the heavy load as he made his way back to their location.

Once they were settled in, Lady Catherine began selecting food from the picnic spread before her while casually announcing what she would eat and how delicious it would taste in her slave's mouth. She deliberately stacked her choices high, knowing that the more he ate, the more water would be drawn out of his system by the feces she intended to force him consume soon enough.

Satisfied at last with her meal selections, Lady Catherine motioned for her slave to kneel close by. With a smirk on her otherwise regal face, she gazed down at him with disdain, noticing how eager he looked despite knowing what was about to come. She decided to toy with him further, reaching into a small bag and retrieving a large, black butt plug decorated with sparkling diamonds.

Without warning, Lady Catherine inserted the intricately crafted object deep into his tight anus. Moaning in pain, the slave squirmed underneath her as she admired her handiwork. Satisfied that he was sufficiently uncomfortable, she stood up and smoothed out her skirt before signing him over to sit next to her.

As they sat together, Lady Catherine casually chatted about politics and business deals while occasionally throwing him a bone of food. She was amused by how careful he was to avoid getting any crumbs near her pristine outfit, knowing full well what awaited him soon enough. When she finally finished eating, she smugly looked over at her slave and gave him an evil grin before turning her attention back to the other guests.

As the conversation around them continued, Lady Catherine felt her bowels start to rumble. She watched with anticipation as her slave shifted nervously, trying to hide his despair at the shit that was about to invade his mouth.Without warning, she stood up and commanded him to follow her to a nearby bush. He couldn't hide the terror in his eyes as he knew what was about to happen.

After providing an up-close view of her towering mahogany arch, Lady Catherine squatted down and began to release a torrent of hot, fecal matter into the unsuspecting slave's waiting mouth. He struggled to accommodate the massive load, gagging and choking as he tried to swallow every last drop. Lady Catherine watched with delight as he struggled, taking perverse pleasure in his discomfort.

When she finally deemed him worthy, she reluctantly pulled away and allowed her slave to breathe. He coughed and spluttered as he tried to clear the remnants of her shit from his mouth, tears rolling down his cheeks. It was then that Lady Catherine decided to make the experience even more unbearable for him.

With a cruel smirk, she took a bite of a freshly baked cookie and held it in front of his face. "Now," she growled, "you're going to show me how good these taste with just a little bit of my special sauce mixed in." She deliberately dragged her finger through the cookie crumbs before pressing them gently into his lips. "Open wide," she commanded, leaning in closer to watch as he did as he was told.

As the taste of her feces mixed with the sweetness of the cookie, Lady Catherine's smile grew even wider. She paused for a moment to admire his suffering before standing up and brushing off her hands, satisfied with her work. The rest of the day was spent watching as her slave struggled to maintain some semblance of dignity amidst the increasingly explicit displays of his toilet slavery.

By the end of the afternoon, Lady Catherine decided to put an end to his misery. She summoned him over and, with a flourish, produced a small vial filled with an amber liquid. "Here," she said, pushing it towards him. "Drink this. It'll cleanse your mouth of all the nasty flavors." As he tentatively raised the vial to his lips, he could hardly believe his eyes when he saw that it was, in fact, a mixture of his own tears and her saliva.

With a heavy heart, he downed the foul concoction, his eyes watering from the potent mixture. As he struggled to regain his composure, Lady Catherine shook her head. "Pathetic," she muttered under her breath before turning her back on him and walking away, leaving him there to ponder his fate as her loyal toilet slave.