Toilet Slaves Scatology - I Love Eating My Girls Scat! - Part 1

As a devoted toilet slave, I found myself locked in a lavish bathroom, eagerly anticipating my mistress' arrival. When she finally entered, she was wearing a luxurious silk robe that billowed around her feet as she walked. Her presence filled the room, and I couldn't help but feel an intense rush of lust and submission wash over me. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, with flawless skin and piercing green eyes that seemed to see right through me.

Without a word, she approached the toilet bowl and sat down. Her long, perfect legs folded gracefully underneath her as she lowered herself onto the seat. Her robe parted slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her round ass cheeks straining against the delicate fabric. My heart raced as I watched her, helplessly drawn to her every move.

She smiled down at me, a mischievous glint in her eye. "You know what I'm going to do, don't you?" she purred. I nodded eagerly, my throat suddenly dry. "You're going to eat my shit, aren't you?" Her voice was like honey, each word dripping with sweet temptation.

I couldn't believe what she was asking of me, but I couldn't deny the intense pleasure that coursed through my veins at the thought of being so close to her. I crawled towards her on hands and knees, my nose only inches from the toilet bowl. She undid her robe and leaned back, revealing her perfect youthful body to me. Her cheeks were soft and rosy, and her scent was intoxicating.

As I leaned in closer to inhale her intoxicating scent, she reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair. She pulled my face towards her ass, forcing me to look at her perfectly round cheeks covered in a thin layer of sweat. She smiled down at me, her eyes full of mirth. "Smell that, slave," she commanded. "That's the aroma of my freshly woken asshole." I shivered with excitement as my nose pressed against her soft skin.

She let go of my hair and placed her pinkie finger directly onto the puckered little hole between her cheeks. I could see the slightest tremor go through her body as she began to lose control. She leaned forward slightly, pushing her ass towards me. "Go ahead, slave," she said, her voice now soft and sultry. "Eat my shit." And with those words, I dived into her offering, pressing my face as deep as I could into her warm, soft flesh.