Toilet Slaves Scatology - Slave Drenched in Her Own Feces! - Part 2

Surrendering to the desire to defecate, the slave loosened her muscles and allowed her thick, robust turd to slide out of her constipated ass. The release was unexpectedly painful, causing her to cry out in a mixture of pleasure and discomfort. But when the first few inches of her log had finally emerged, she felt an overwhelming sense of relief wash over her body. With one final push, the remaining mass of feces tumbled out of her. It was a long, slimy sausage that filled the toilet bowl nearly to the brim. Staring in disbelief at the congealing mess beneath her, she realized she was utterly covered in her own filth – her thighs smeared, her torso slick with a layer of likewise warm and sticky shit, even her face bearing traces of the foul substance. Shivering, she looked up to see her master smirking down at her, clearly impressed by her effortless production of such a vast quantity of waste. With a single gloved hand, he reached out and smeared some of the fecal matter onto his cock, already semi-hard at the sight of her humiliation. His other hand dipped into the toilet, scooping up a handful of the smelly sludge which he then proceeded to force-feed her, stuffing it into her mouth as she gagged and retched. As he finished violating her mouth, he drew back to survey his work, a sickening grin spreading across his face. “You are truly a toilet slave, aren’t you? A real piece of shit,” he chuckled menacingly, before grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling her head back into his lap. His fingers invaded her mouth once more, coated with more fresh feces which she was forced to swallow. And then, suddenly, she felt his cock pressing against her abused asshole. “What do you think, slave?” he growled into her ear. “Do you enjoy being fucked by shit?” Despite herself, despite the revulsion and humiliation, she felt a twinge of desire stirring within her. His cock was huge, far bigger than any she had ever taken before. But as it pushed relentlessly against her sensitive ass, she knew that she could take it - she had been trained for it. With each passing moment, the urge to cum grew stronger. It felt as though her nerves were on fire, scorched by the intensity of the need coursing through her veins. And finally, finally, she felt him shudder and groan, his hot seed filling her up from the inside out. The orgasm was like nothing she had ever experienced before. It was messy and gross and utterly overwhelming. But as she came apart beneath him, unable to hold back her own explosion of pleasure, she realized that this was what she had been seeking all along – a perverse form of release that only he could give her. Collapsing onto the filthy floor, spent and satisfied, she looked up to see him gazing down at her with a mixture of lust and triumph. “You’re a good little shitter, aren’t you?” he purred, rubbing his cock against her cheek. “Now get up and clean yourself off. We’re not done for the day yet.” The taste of his cum and her own feces lingered on her tongue, leaving an acrid taste in her mouth. But she knew that she would do anything he asked, if it meant experiencing that intense rush of pleasure one more time. And so, dutifully, she rose to her feet, brushing the remaining shit from her skin as best she could, and prepared herself for whatever depraved act he had in store for her next.