Toiletslaveanddommes - Dirtywife - deeper into scat depravity part 6

As Dirtywife presented herself to the toiletslave, she was dressed only in a pair of sheer, black stockings that clung to every delicate curve of her voluptuous body. She was smoking a long, slender cigarette, her eyes half-closed in languid pleasure as she slowly savored the rich, aromatic tobacco. Her nipples were evident through the sheer material of her top, hard and erect with anticipation.

She sauntered towards him with a sultry smile, the heels of her black pumps clacking against the cold, unyielding floor of the toilet chamber. The toiletslave knelt before her, head bowed in submission, his eyes locked on the glistening bead of sweat that trailed down her forehead and between her cleavage. She exhaled a long, slow stream of smoke, casting a veil of mystique around them both.

Dirtywife reached down and gently stroked the back of his head, running her fingers through his hair. Her touch sent shivers down his spine; he quivered in anticipation of what she might ask of him next. "Do you want me to shit for you?" She whispered in a seductive tone, her lips brushing his ear lobe. "Do you want to see me poop on a plate?"

The toiletslave couldn't speak; his throat was dry with anticipation. She leaned down close to his ear again, her warm breath tickling his skin. "Say it," she whispered. "Tell me what you want..."

Finally, he found his voice. "I want to see you take a shit on that plate," he whispered back, his heart pounding in his chest. "I want to watch you chew your feces and swallow it down like the depraved slut you are."

Dirtywife chuckled softly, pleased with his response. "Good boy," she Purred, pulling him up to stand face-to-face with her. "Now, get ready... I'm about to give you a show that you'll never forget."

She sauntered over to the vanity table, gracefully placing her cigarette in an ornate ashtray. She ran her fingers through her dark hair, pulling it up into a messy bun atop her head before daintily picking up the shiny silver platter adorned with a fresh new sheet of tissue paper. Slowly, she lowered herself onto the toilet, her perfect ass just barely grazing the cool porcelain.

With effortless grace, she pushed out the first Explorer of her voluminous load, marveling at the sight of it landing softly on the tissue paper. She grinned wickedly, knowing that her toiletslave was watching her every move with bated breath. One by one, she launched her heavy globs of feces onto the plate, forming a colorful, steaming pile in front of her.

Finally, satisfied with her work, she flushed the toilet, sending a cascade of brown water dancing down the drain. Standing up, she turned to face her adoring fan, the mound of shit on the silver platter held high above her head. She slowly lowered herself onto her knees, crawling towards him like a seductive cat, her eyes never leaving his.

When she reached him, she placed the plate gently in his lap, leaning forward to press her wet, smothered breath onto his chest. "Now it's your turn," she whispered, running her tongue suggestively along the rim of her plate. "You kneel before me and take what's rightfully yours: my hot, delicious shit."

The toiletslave did as he was told, sinking to his knees before her. He reached out tentatively, his fingers trembling as he touched her feces for the first time. She smiled cruelly, seeing the fear and desire warring within him. "Go on," she urged him softly, her voice a dark whisper in his ear. "Taste it... and enjoy it."

With trembling hands, he picked up a clump of her viscous feces and brought it to his lips. It was soft and warm, and as he opened his mouth to accept it, she leaned forward, her full breasts pressing against his bare shoulders. He closed his eyes, willing himself to ignore the taste as he felt her hot breath on his neck. He chewed delicately, tasting the remnants of her meal still dancing on his tongue. And then he swallowed, feeling the warm, fecal liquid slide down his throat.

For a moment, they were still, basking in the afterglow of their shared perversion. And then, she picked up another morsel of her shit, presenting it to him with a twisted smile. He opened his mouth, his mind already racing ahead to the next step in their depraved ritual.