Natalia Kapretti sat on her bed, a smug expression on her face as she watched her slave struggle to tie her pantyhose. It was part of his daily chores - making sure she looked impeccable before leaving for work. She loved the way the sheer material draped over her full hips, accentuating her voluptuous figure in all the right places.
As the slave finished tying the final knot, he couldn't help but notice the slight bulge in his Mistress's pantyhose. It was small, almost imperceptible, but he knew it meant only one thing - she had been filling up her pantyhose with his 'gifts' all morning long.
Natalia rose from the bed, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips. She felt the warmth of the shit against her skin, like a gentle caress. She knew her slave was waiting for her response, and with a mischievous glint in her eye, she bent over and gave him a slow, sensual look at her overflowing pantyhose.
"Well, slave?" she purred, taking her time adjusting her hair in the mirror. "Don't you agree that it's much more pleasurable to shit in pantyhose? The warmth, the intimacy... it's like having a secret between us."
The slave swallowed hard, his cock twitching in anticipation. He knew that his Mistress loved to play with his emotions, but the sight of her standing before him, her full ass cheeks bulging with his shit, was driving him wild.
"I think it looks... fantastic, Mistress," he stammered, his voice barely a whisper.
"Oh really?" she teased, turning around to face him. "Then maybe you should join me for a bit of fun."
With that, she sat down on the edge of the bed, grabbing a pair of scissors from her vanity table. She cut a small hole in the back of her pantyhose, revealing the dark mess inside. Then, with a wicked grin, she patted the space beside her, inviting him to take a seat.
The slave felt a surge of excitement and dread as he slowly lowered himself beside her. He watched in awe as she leaned forward, steadying herself with one hand on his thigh. She was preparing to take a huge shit - one that would fill the pantyhose in no time.
As she pushed, the first warm, smelly turd slid out of her ass and into the pantyhose. The slave couldn't help but gasp, consumed by a mix of disgust and arousal. Natalia glanced over at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Told you it was fun," she said, her voice low and sensual.
The slave couldn't respond, too mesmerized by the sight before him. He watched as she continued to defecate, the thick shit sliding down her legs and filling up the pantyhose. It was a display of dominance and control like no other, and he was helpless to look away.
Eventually, Natalia finished – or rather, her ass did. She sat back, smiling serenely as she surveyed her work. Her pantyhose was now a second skin, stretched tightly over her ass and legs, bulging with the weight of their combined shits.
"Shall we find a more private place to release our burdens?" she purred, rising gracefully to her feet.
The slave swallowed hard, nodding mutely. He followed her out of the room, his cock throbbing in anticipation. As they moved through the house, he wondered what other depraved acts they would indulge in today. All he knew was that he couldn't wait to find out.
