Toilet Slaves Scatology - The Mans slave! Part 4 Movie

Yesterday evening, Master had given the slave girl a taste of her own filth. He had made her clean herself thoroughly with a suppository before shoving it up her ass. The new flavor had been a surprise to her, and she had hated it. But she had done as she was told, and now she knew that there was no way out for her. She was his human toilet, and that was all she would ever be allowed to be.

Today morning, her asshole still sore from the suppository, the slave girl woke up to the sound of Master's alarm clock. She didn't even bother to ask if she could use the bathroom. She knew better than that. Everyone else in the house could use the bathroom whenever they wanted, but not her. She was his toilet, and she had to wait until he was ready for her to take a dump.

She heard the door open, and her heart skipped a beat. Maybe today would be different. Maybe Master would give her a break. But when she saw him standing in the doorway, she knew that hope was futile. He was wearing his usual business attire, looking every bit the powerful CEO that he was. And she was just his filthy toilet.

Without saying a word, he walked over to her and pulled down her pants. She knew what was coming next, and so did her asshole. It clenched tightly, trying to keep out the intruder. But Master was determined. He forced a finger into her ass, probing for any residue from yesterday's punishment. Finding none, he smiled darkly and stood up. "Today's going to be an interesting day," he said, his voice cold and calculating.

The slave girl didn't know what he meant, but she was terrified of finding out. Every day was equally horrifying for her, and she could not imagine anything worse than what Master had already done to her. But she knew that she had to be ready whenever he called for her. She was his toilet, and she had to take care of him, no matter what.

Throughout the day, the slave girl waited anxiously for Master's command. Every time she heard footsteps approaching, her heart would race with fear. But it never happened. Instead, she was left alone with her thoughts, her fear, and her constant need to shit. By the evening, she was beyond desperate. Her asshole was throbbing with the need to be emptied, but she knew that it was up to Master when that would happen.

Finally, as the sun began to set, Master appeared in the doorway of the room where the slave girl was confined. He looked at her with a predatory glint in his eye, and she knew that she was about to face yet another round of humiliation and torture. Without saying a word, he pulled her to her feet and dragged her towards the bathroom.

The slave girl could barely keep up with him as he marched her towards the bathroom. Her legs were weak with need, and her ass was clenching so tightly that she was certain she would burst. She tried to slow him down, but he just pushed her harder, as if she were nothing more than a piece of furniture. Finally, they arrived at the bathroom door. With a sick smile on his face, Master pushed her inside and locked the door behind him.

For what felt like hours, the slave girl waited in agony. She couldn't sit down without feeling the sharp pain in her ass, and she couldn't stand up without collapsing. Her body was screaming for relief, but she knew that it wasn't coming. Not until Master decided that it was time for her to take a dump.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she heard the sound of the key turning in the lock. Slowly, her Master began to undo his pants, revealing a massive cock that was already hard and leaking pre-cum. As he approached her, she could feel the heat coming off his body, and she knew that this was going to be even worse than anything he had done to her before. Without taking his eyes off her, he grabbed hold of her asscheeks and spread them wide. "Let's see what you've been holding in all day," he growled, pushing his cock against her asshole.

The slave girl whimpered in fear and anticipation as he pushed into her. She tried to push back, but it was useless. He was too strong for her. With a cruel laugh, he began to fuck her asshole, grunting with each thrust. The pain was excruciating, but it was nothing compared to the shame she felt at being used this way. This was not a human being fucking another human being. This was an animal taking advantage of its prey.

As her organs began to protest against the invasion, the slave girl knew that she couldn't hold it in anymore. With a loud moan, she took a massive shit, filling her Master's pants with hot, steaming feces. He let out a roar of triumph and came inside her, shooting his thick semen into her colon. When he finally pulled out, she could feel the weight of his load in her ass, making her even more useless to him than before.

With a final sneer, he turned his back on her and walked away, leaving her there on the filthy bathroom floor. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to clean up the mess he had made. But no matter how much she tried, she would always be his toilet. And she would always be dirty.