Toilet Slaves Scatology - Mistress Trains Her Slave to Enjoy Her Bodily Wastes! - Part 2

Toilet Slaves Scatology - Mistress Trains Her Slave to Enjoy Her Bodily Wastes! - Part 2

The night progressed, and Mistress Esmeralda remained seated atop her toilet throne. Her perfect ass and delicate labia were now inches away from her slave's face. She wanted him to get used to her scent, taste, and feelings. She opened her legs wide, offering him a sensual view of her most intimate parts. Shivering with anticipation, he began licking and kissing her asshole, making her moan in pleasure. Mistress Esmeralda skilfully guided his tongue deeper into her puckered rim, before pulling it back out with a sharp tug. She wanted to ensure that her toilet slave would become completely addicted to her unique flavors. As he continued to worship her asshole, she couldn't help but admire the sight of his eager face pressed against her perineum.

She knew this was necessary for him to become truly her toilet slave. She wanted him to derive pleasure not only from giving her pleasure but also from consuming her intimate waste products. As she licked her fingers clean of her delicious nectar, she began introducing smaller amounts into his mouth. At first, he hesitated but as she increased the amount and flavor, he couldn't help but become aroused by the taste and sensation. Satisfied with his progress, she looked down at him with a satisfied smile. Whistling softly, she let loose another hot fart into his face, making sure he inhaled deeply. She wanted him to associate her intimate odors with pleasure and submission. His cock was rock-hard, resting against the cold porcelain of the toilet bowl. Before long, she stood up, letting him catch his breath, but not enough to lose the delicious aroma surrounding him.

Mistress Esmeralda began unzipping her dress, revealing her smooth, hairless pussy. She stepped into the shower stall, turning on the water at full force. The sound of the cascading water filled the room as she soaped herself up thoroughly, cleaning every inch of her sensitive skin. She wanted her slave to feel the anticipation building inside him. With a devilish smile, she reached down between her legs, spreading her pussy lips open, inviting him to see her wet and ready for him. Slowly, she lowered herself back onto the toilet, sitting down heavily, her pussy just inches from his face. She was soaked in her own juices, and she could feel her orgasm building again. "Drink it, slave," she purred. "Drink every drop of my sweet nectar." Hesitating for a moment, he leaned in closer, his tongue darting out to taste her. The tangy, salty flavor of her arousal filled his mouth, and he began lapping up her juices greedily. As he did so, she grinned wickedly at him, knowing that he was well on his way to becoming completely addicted to her and her toilet games.