Toilet Slaves Scatology - Hot Chick Gives Me Hot Shit for Breakfast - Part 2
Toilet Slaves Scatology - Hot Chick Gives Me Hot Shit for Breakfast - Part 2 / Toilet Slavery
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The nectar of our hope, the essence of our being, the divine gift to the human race—water. It's essential for survival, but what if you had to consume something else entirely? Something that's usually discarded as filth. Well, in this scat fetish site's world of Toilet Slaves Scatology, water is not a luxury; it's a privilege reserved for the select few. The rest of us have to find solace in the acrid taste of assjuice and bowel movements. This story is about one such unfortunate soul who's been bestowed with the "honor" of being my personal shit slave.
As I lay on the cold, hard tile floor of my bathroom, I couldn't help but marvel at her perfect form as she straddled over me. Her plush ass cheeks glistened with sweat, her round, perky tits jiggled enticingly, and her pussy lips were puckered, begging to be devoured. Her long, silky hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of black gold.
She began by grinding her hips against my face, the musky scent of her arousal filling my nostrils. Her warm breath fanned my cheeks as she moaned softly, her tone a seductive mix of pleasure and power. She leaned forward, dropping a delicate kiss on my forehead, her breasts swinging freely, their weight pressing into my chest. Then, with a sinister grin, she lowered herself onto my face, her asshole inches from my nose.
Her body was an intoxicating mix of scents and textures—the smoothness of her skin contrasting sharply with the rough, wiry hairs around her pussy. My tongue darted out, tracing the outline of her asshole, teasing the puckered opening. She let out a sultry groan, her eyelids fluttering shut as she arched her back, pushing her tight little hole closer to my face. Alternating between teasing her asshole with gentle flicks of my tongue and fucking her pussy with my beard, I drove her crazy with pleasure.
Finally, she yanked her skirt up and off, revealing her hairless cunt and asshole. They glistened with a sheen of sweat, her pussy lips plump and inviting. Without further ado, she straddled my face, lowering herself onto my cock-shaped nose. I felt the warmth of her body as she sat down, the weight of her pussy lips pressing against my forehead. She leaned forward, her breasts grazing my chest as she smiled down at me, her eyes alight with mischief.
"Now, it's time for your breakfast, slave," she purred, her voice husky. "Open wide."
I did as she commanded, parting my lips and sticking out my tongue. Ready for whatever filth she would give me. And give it she did. With a loud, wet smack, she plunged her finger into her asshole, her hand shaking as she grunted with effort. She then leaned forward, her glistening asshole mere inches from my parted lips. I hungrily lapped up the sweet nectar, my tongue eager for more. She smiled at my eagerness and leaned back, aiming her bottommore directly at my mouth. I winced in anticipation, bracing myself for the stench that would inevitably assault my senses.
But instead of the foul odor I expected, I was met with the tangiest, most exquisite flavor I had ever tasted. It was a heady combination of spice and warmth, with a hint of bitterness. She had shat pure gold! I couldn't believe it. I lapped up every last drop, savoring the divine taste on my tongue. When she was done, she sat back on my face, her breathing heavy. I continued to clean her pussy, tongue fucking her cunt while she recovered from her orgasm. She moaned softly, lost in her afterglow, her hands running through my hair, gently massaging my scalp. We stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, basking in the aftermath of our shared ecstasy.
Eventually, she pulled away, standing up straight. She held a mirror in her hand, directing it towards my face. I saw what she saw—my face covered in her juices, my nose and upper lip caked with her shit. I smiled sheepishly, knowing that this was the price I had to pay for being her personal toilet slave. She might have shit all over me, but at least I could say that I was loved - by a goddess-like creature who wielded shit as her ultimate power.
Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 20min.
Video Info: 512x400 Pixel @ 1235 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 192 kb/s
Format: wmv
Size: 217MB