Toiletslaveanddommes - Rosebud shitty anal prolapse while pussy fucking

Rosebud lay curled up on the floor of her bathroom, feeling an unsettling mix of arousal and discomfort within her. Her toilet slave had been summoned to serve some other domme today, and so she was alone, free to play with her filthiest fantasies. The thought alone thrilled her, making her heart race and her pussy pulse with anticipation. But the ache in her gut was growing unbearable, a signal that she needed to release the huge load of shit building up inside her. She struggled to her feet, swaying unsteadily as the weight of her distended abdomen pulled her forward. Her tight ass cheeks were already stretched taut from the pressure of the impending anal prolapse, and she could feel the hot, sticky mess seeping out around the edge of her anus. With a deep breath, she reached down between her legs and slid a lubed-up finger into her vice-like pussy, groaning at the sensation of stretching flesh and the warm, wet welcome of her aroused body. As she began to stroke herself, her other hand pressed down on her swollen belly, forcing more of the shit to ooze out around her finger. The smell was already overpowering, a dense cloud of putrid feces and desperate arousal that continued to grow thicker as she neared climax. Her hips bucked involuntarily, grinding against the cool tiled floor as she tried to find purchase for the orgasm threatening to overwhelm her. And then it hit her, waves of ecstasy crashing over her body as she shuddered and moaned in communion with the filth that surrounded her. Her fingers disappeared inside her ass and pussy, lost in the burning sweetness of her own depravity. As she came down from her high, she lifted her hand from her belly, revealing a gloopy mixture of shit, pussy juice and lubricant oozing across her palm. Slowly, struggling to maintain her balance under the weight of her prolapsed anal cavity, she made her way over to the toilet. The bulge in her ass was massive now, pushing against her underwear and clinging to her thighs. With a grunt of effort, she pushed the last of the shit back inside and flushed, wincing as the harsh stream of water hit her raw, gaping asshole. It was a messy business, but she loved every dirty, depraved second of it. The feel of the hot, sticky shit on her skin, the stench that clung to her like a shroud, the way it both repulsed and aroused her. It was the ultimate expression of her deepest, darkest desires, and she reveled in it. As she staggered back to her room, her newly empty guts rumbling in anticipation of the next round, she felt a sense of contentment and satisfaction that came only from living out her most shameful fantasies.