Toilet Slaves Scatology - Brutal Face Sitting and Pooping! - Part 2

The dominatrix continued her vicious act with more intensity. The smell of feces was almost overwhelming in the small room as she sat on the slave's face, alternating between her ass and pussy. She pulled her hair back into a tight ponytail, revealing the makeup smeared across her face from the previous session. Her eyes were cold, yet filled with a sadistic pleasure that sent shivers down the slave's spine. As time passed, the dominatrix leaned forward slightly, pushing her weight harder against the slave's face. It was clear that she was preparing herself to perform the ultimate act of humiliation. The slave closed his eyes tightly, praying for mercy but knowing that none would be coming. With a loud groan, the dominatrix released a torrent of feces onto the slave's neck and face. It was thick and disgusting, covering every inch of exposed skin. She remained seated on him as he struggled to breathe through the heavy weight compressing his chest. Finally, when she believed he had endured enough, she lifted herself up off him and stepped back for a moment to admire her handiwork. The slave lay on the floor, covered in filth from head to toe. His once-pristine clothes were now stained beyond repair and his body reeked of feces. The dominatrix sauntered over to a nearby bucket and shoved the slave's head in, forcing him to open his mouth and accept more of her feces. She filled his mouth until he could no longer hold it and then pulled him up, smeared the rest of her poop on his body and dick to her heart's content. She stood back and surveyed her creation with a sense of pride. The slave was nothing more than a piece of shit now, his life completely reduced to this disgusting and degrading existence. And yet, despite the torment and humiliation, there was a strange sense of arousal coursing through his body. With one final look of satisfaction, the dominatrix left the room, leaving the slave to clean up the mess on his own. It was going to be a long and miserable night for him, but at least he would have the satisfaction of knowing that he had pleased his mistress to the best of his ability.