Toilet Slaves Scatology - Slave Fed and Smeared with Poop! - Part 2

**Toilet Slaves Scatology - Slave Fed and Smeared with Poop! - Part 2** As the dominatrix continued to play with the remaining poop that didn't make it into her submissive's mouth, she smeared it all over his face and chest. Her fingers dug into his skin, spreading the warm, putrid mixture as far as she could reach. The stench was overpowering, but to her, it was a sweet aroma that filled her senses with pleasure. She used her other hand to force more feces into his open mouth, making him choke and gag. But he wasn't allowed to stop, not until every last bite had been devoured. His face was now completely covered in her excrement, a sight that aroused her deeply. "Look at yourself, slave," she commanded. His eyes were filled with despair as he gazed at his reflection in the mirror. His normally handsome features were now obscured by a mask of filth. Tears streamed down his cheeks, mingling with the remnants of his mistress's shit. "You're mine, slave. You'll do anything, won't you?" Without waiting for a response, she pushed his head forward, forcing more of the feces-filled water into his mouth. He choked and spluttered, but she didn't relent. As he struggled to keep from vomiting, he felt her fingers once again reaching into his sphincter, massaging it mercilessly. "Yes, slave," she purred. "You're going to take my shit, aren't you?" He could only nod his head in reply, too ashamed to speak. He felt her hand reach between his legs and begin massaging his throbbing cock. She stroked it slowly at first, then faster, causing him to moan loudly. "Yes, slave. You like it, don't you?" Before he could reply, she squeezed his balls hard, making him yelp in pain. Then, without warning, she grasped his cock firmly and shoved it into her anus. He groaned as he felt her warm, tightly stretched hole envelop his shaft. She began moving up and down, taking him deep inside her, her asshole squeezing him mercilessly. "You're mine, slave. You'll do anything I want, won't you?" He could only nod his head, his face pressed against her womb. The taste of his own semen mixed with her feces filled his mouth, and he swallowed it back down. He knew there was no escape, no other life for him but to serve this woman, to be her toilet slave until the end of time. And he was perfectly content with that, for it was the only way he could feel her power course through his veins.