ScatqueensBerlin - Vomit Education P2
Lady Grace's desperate need to defecate finally took hold as she hurriedly took a seat on the toilet chair. Her insides fluttered with discomfort and excitement, aware of the slave's eyes on her every move. With a deep sigh of relief, she let out an enormous shit - another huge pile for the waiting slave to clean up.
The stench of feces filled the air as the slave watched in awe as his mistress unloaded her bowels onto the toilet paper. The sight of such unrestrained excretion aroused him deeply; he knew this was what turned him on most about serving his mistress.
As Lady Grace finished her business, she stretched her legs out in front of her and sighed contently. She slowly stood up from the toilet chair, her naked body swaying slightly as she took up a nearby fluffy towel. She wiped herself clean with slow, deliberate strokes, taking pleasure in the warmth of the towel against her skin.
Meanwhile, the slave knelt at her feet, his gaze never leaving her body. He knew exactly what was coming next and couldn't contain his excitement. He took the now-filthy toilet paper and hurriedly wrapped it up into a makeshift package, ready to dispose of it properly.
With a small nod from Lady Grace, he grabbed his own towel and kneeled before her. He lowered his head in submission as he felt her warm hands running through his hair, cleaning him from head to toe. Her fingers massaged his scalp gently, sending shivers down his spine.
As she finished with him, she stepped back and surveyed her work. The slave's body was glistening clean, every inch of him having been thoroughly attended to. She nodded her approval, and he quickly stood up to attention.
"Very good, my slave," she said with a soft smile. "Now it's time for you to receive your final lesson in scat." She turned towards a nearby cabinet, unlocking it with a small key on her chain. Inside were various tools and items used for toilet play - amongst them a strange-looking contraption that caught the slave's eye.
With a mischievous glint in her eye, Lady Grace returned to the slave's side, holding up the contraption for him to see. "This," she explained, "is a toilet strap-on. It's designed to help ladies who can't quite reach when they're taking a dump."
She placed the device on the floor between them, its long, curved shaft gleaming menacingly. "Now," she continued, "I want you to kneel before it and wait for my command. When I tell you to, you will let me fill your mouth with my shit, understanding that taking my shit is part of your training as my slave."
The slave's heart raced as he knelt before the device, feeling his cock growing larger at the thought of what was about to happen. Lady Grace walked around him, inspecting his readiness before finally taking her place behind him.
"Are you ready, my slave?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation.
"Yes, my Lady," he whispered, his voice shaking slightly.
Her fingers brushed against his ear, sending a shudder down his spine. "Then open your mouth."
He obeyed without hesitation, waiting with bated breath for her command. Slowly, Lady Grace positioned the tip of the toilet strap-on against his open mouth, guiding it inside. As she lowered herself onto the toilet, her weight pressed down on the device, filling his mouth with the nauseatingly sweet stench of her impending shit.
With a groan of pleasure, Lady Grace let loose an enormous shit - a torrent of hot, steaming feces filling the slave's mouth. He gagged and choked on her filth, his cock standing at full attention as she took him deeper into the depths of scat play.
As Lady Grace finished her business, she removed the toilet strap-on from his mouth, admiring the mess he'd made. The slave remained on his knees, eyes downcast in submission as he watched her rise from the toilet.
"Very good, my slave," she said, patting him on the head approvingly. "Now you are truly ready to serve me in any way I desire."
With that, she turned and left the room, leaving the slave alone with his thoughts and the lingering taste of her shit in his mouth.
