Toilet Slaves Scatology - I Love Eating My Girls Scat! - Full Movie

Toilet Slaves Scatology - I Love Eating My Girls Scat! - Full Movie

The moment I walked in the door, I was hit with the overwhelming stench of fresh, steaming feces. My heart began to race as I looked over to see my girlfriend slumped over the toilet, her ass puckered up and trembling. She looked up at me and smirked, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

I cautiously approached her, my mind racing with thoughts of what she might have in store for me today. I had always been fascinated by her scat, and she knew it. She had once caught me secretly sniffing her underwear, and ever since then, she had been more than happy to oblige my perverted desires.

When I reached the side of the toilet, she beckoned me closer with one finger. "Come here, you filthy toilet slave," she purred, her voice full of dark command. "It's time for your daily enema."

I couldn't believe my luck. An enema from my own personal shit princess? This was better than I could have ever imagined. I knelt down beside the toilet, my heart pounding in anticipation of what was coming next.

She expertly inserted the bulbous end of the enema tube into my tight, eager ass, watching with satisfaction as my eyes rolled back in my head with pleasure at the intrusion. Then, she began to squeeze the tube, forcing warm, soapy water into my bowels. It was glorious agony, and I loved every second of it.

When she was satisfied that I was good and full of her 'liquid love', she withdrew the tube and handed me a bottle of strong laxative. "Now that I've softened you up," she said with a wicked grin, "it's time for the main event."

I downed the entire bottle of laxative without batting an eye, eager to please my mistress. Moments later, my insides began to churn uncontrollably, and I knew it was only a matter of time before I was filled to bursting with hot, steaming shit.

As the inevitable approached, I knelt down on the cold, hard floor next to the toilet, waiting for my queen to shower me with her glory. And she didn't disappoint. Minutes later, she was unfolding herself from her throne, her sphincter tightening in anticipation of the release. With one long, loud sigh, she let loose a torrent of foul-smelling shit that spilled out over the side of the toilet and plopped unceremoniously onto the floor in front of me.

I couldn't wait to taste it. I immediately wrapped my lips around her puckered asshole, eagerly sucking up every last drop of her precious scat. She moaned in delight as she watched me clean her ass with my tongue, then spit on my face as a reward for my services.

Feeling energized and fulfilled by the taste of her scat in my mouth, I stood up and turned to face her, my cock already rock hard. She smiled at the sight of my eager erection and walked over to me, her naked body swaying hypnotically. Without a word, she sank to her knees and took my cock deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head in a lewd, wet circle.

I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge, but I wasn't ready to cum yet. I grabbed her hair and pulled her off my cock, forcing her to look into my eyes as I came all over her face. She groaned in pleasure as my hot seed splattered against her skin, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in knowing that I had pleased my queen so thoroughly.

As she closed her eyes and revelled in the feel of my cum dripping down her face, I couldn't help but think about how lucky I was to have such an understanding and accommodating girlfriend. Toilet slave or not, there was nowhere else I'd rather be than at her mercy.

With a satisfied smile, I leaned over and kissed her, tasting myself on her lips. And as I fell asleep in her warm embrace, I knew that this was the life for me - a life of submission, servitude, and the sweet, soul-soothing taste of my mistress's precious scat.