Diana was preparing for her latest adventure as the infamous Scat-Princess. She had a new strategy to make her toilet slave swallow her waste more efficiently. As she strutted into the bathroom, she could already feel her heart racing with anticipation.
She inspected her toilet throne, making sure it was perfectly clean. Satisfied with the result, she settled down on it, her body poised gracefully as she looked over at the trembling toilet slave. His eyes were filled with fear as he stood before her, knowing what awaited him.
"No! Please, not again, Mistress," he whimpered.
Diana smirked, amused by his pleas and defiance. With a wave of her hand, she summoned an enormous turd from deep inside her bowels. The slave gagged on the foul odor as it emerged, stretching out before him like a twisted gift.
"Open your mouth, slave," she commanded, her voice dripping with dominance.
Reluctantly, the slave parted his lips, his eyes rolling back in disgust as the hot, stinking turd pressed against them. With a joyful wink, Diana shoved the massive turd into his mouth, forcing him to gag on its terrible taste and overwhelming smell.
"Swallow," she growled, slapping his dirty, sweaty chest playfully.
The slave did as he was told, choking down the revolting mass of shit as it traveled down his throat. It was a struggle not to vomit, but he knew the consequences of disobeying his mistress all too well. As the last of the turd disappeared into his stomach, there was a loud, wet gurgle from deep within him.
Diana clapped her hands in delight, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Excellent," she purred, reaching for her trusty roll of duct tape.
With a swift flick of her wrist, she ripped off a long strip of tape and pressed it against the slave's mouth. The harsh adhesive stuck to his lips, sealing them shut as effectively as a muzzle.
"To make sure you don't forget your new role, slave," she said, chuckling darkly, "I think it's best if I tie your mouth shut. That way, you'll be more focused on what you're doing next time."
Giggling cruelly, Diana wrapped the duct tape around the slave's head several times before finally stepping back to admire her handiwork. The terrified man stared back at her, wide-eyed and completely at her mercy.
Satisfied with their roles reversed, Diana grabbed a riding crop and started whipping her slave's bare buttocks. The loud cracks echoed through the room as she continued to strike him, forcing tears of pain from his eyes.
"You will regret crossing me, slave," she growled. "But you'll always be mine. Always."
Part 2: Diana. English Subtitles
