Toiletslaveanddommes - COCK ABUSED WITH HEELS THEN DIARRHEA

In the world of Toiletslaveanddommes, horniest Goddesses never hesitated to use their toilets however they saw fit. Today was one such instance. Feeling an insatiable urge, She strutted into the room where her unsuspecting slave sat attached helplessly to his chain beside the toilet. Without warning, She thrust out her perfect behind, giving him a clear view of the thin panties she wore. A soft smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she anticipated the sight that awaited him when she made her deposit. "Look at it, toilet," She purred, enjoying the way her words wrapped around him like a silken shadow. "Relish in the thought of my sweet ass hovering above your nose." Ignoring his pleas for mercy, She placed each high-heeled foot carefully on either side of his shaft, grinding herself down on him as if to make sure every inch was well-used. His cock throbbed beneath her weight, begging for release, but release was not what She had in mind today. Not for him, at least. "Don't you dare touch yourself," She snarled, pulling back just enough to make him whimper. "You're here to service me, remember?" And with that, She turned her attention back to business — or rather, pleasure. Squatting down gracefully, She pressed her panty-clad behind against the cold rim of the toilet bowl and let out a long, contented sigh. The anticipation was almost too much for her to bear; after all, this wasn't just any old toilet she was about to use. It was his toilet—his very body—she was about to defile once again in the most humiliating way possible. As She began to release her pent-up pleasure into his waiting mouth, She couldn't help but savor every single moment. The warmth of her Diarrhea-filled panties rubbing against his nose; the thick, rancid stench that filled the room; the whimpers and groans of her toilet slave, who was in for a wild ride indeed. "Yes, toilet," She whispered, leaning over to press their cheeks together. "Enjoy every drop." With that, She gave herself over fully to the experience, letting wave after wave of Diarrhea flow into his awaiting mouth while she used his shaft like a mustache for her heels. Time and again, She immersed herself in the wicked pleasure of their twisted dynamic. Finally, having soaked him from head to toe in her disgusting excess, She stood up with a satisfied smile. "You've been a good toilet today," She purred, reaching around to pat him on the head. "You may clean me up now, if you like." As She retreated to her throne and began to bask in the afterglow of their despicable encounter, her toilet slave could only kneel before her, trembling with excitement for the next chance to serve. For in this world, there was no greater honor than being chosen as the plaything of a Godly Domme with a passion for humiliating her toilets in the most intimate of ways. And he was theirs, forever.