Toilet Slaves Scatology - I Made My Teacher Eat My Shit! - Full Movie

Toilet Slaves Scatology - I Made My Teacher Eat My Shit! - Full Movie

Engrossed in the scene unfolding before him, the unsuspecting teacher sits in my living room, nervously shifting his glance between the reassuring coffee table and my confident stare.

I invite him in, offering a beverage to relax him as he's never felt before. Little does he know that while he takes a sip of his drink, I'm already plotting his humiliating downfall into toilet slavery and scat fetish subjugation...

The tension thickens as I take his hand gently yet firmly, leading him towards my bathroom. He looks back nervously but follows obediently as I start running warm water in the toilet bowl.

I sit down on the edge of the bathtub and panty tease him, exposing my bare ass, my plump butt cheeks glistening with sweat in anticipation. He struggles within himself but can't resist the urge to look at me as I command, "Kiss my asshole."

I watch as his eyes widen in disbelief but then sink into submission as he presses his lips against my anal opening, eliciting gasps from both of us. I pull him closer by his hair and wrap my legs around his head, moaning as he starts licking my asshole like the toilet slave he truly is.

I remove his glasses, watch him squirm as I place them on the vanity. "Your turn now, teacher!" I giggle mischievously as I pull down my panties, revealing my hairy cunt ready to be devoured. As he hesitates, I lean forward and place my hands gently on his shoulders, whispering naughty nothings into his ear that make his cock twitch in his pants.

Slowly but surely, he lowers himself onto his knees between my legs, burying his face into the moist folds of my pussy. The scent of his arousal mixed with my juices hangs thick in the air as he starts licking my clit eagerly, lapping up every drop of my pussy juice like the thirsty toilet slave that he is.

Dripping with sweat, we make our way to the living room where I order him to lie down on the floor face down position. I straddle his back, stroking his hair as I reach behind his back to unzip his pants. Slowly, I pull down his trousers exposing his bald head, his ass pink and puckered from anticipation. With one swift move, I force his mouth open then push his face into the toilet bowl, laughing maniacally as I fill his mouth with my warm, steaming shit.

The taste of my feces on his tongue only serves to heighten my arousal as I ride him, grinding my pussy down on his face, drenching him in my filth. It feels so good to have such complete control over someone, especially someone as respectable as a teacher. As he struggles beneath me, vowing revenge but unable to pull away from the warm stream of my shit that pours down his throat, I know that he's mine now, body and soul.

Finally, sated, I pull away from him, seconds after I shoot one last stream of diarrhea into his waiting mouth. He tries to stand up, wiping his face with the back of his hand, but stumbles back down, eyes filled with disgust and hatred. As he lay there whimpering like a pathetic dog, my heart filled with satisfaction knowing that everything is proceeding according to plan.

All too soon, it's time for me to return to school where I can watch him suffer in silence while everyone thinks he's just another perverted teacher. The truth, though, is that I own him, body and soul...and we all know how much teachers like to be owned, don't we?