Natalia Kapretti's Grueling Toilet Training Session: Face Sitting and Piss Drinking Lessons
Natalia Kapretti, a dominatrix known for her unconventional fetishes, sat on a golden throne in her lavish dungeon. She glared down at her naked submissive, who knelt before her, his body trembling with anticipation and fear. "Today you will be my toilet, toilet paper, and urinal," she commanded coldly.
The dominatrix unfurled her hand, revealing a thick, white turd that she'd been holding. She leaned forward, her crotch mere inches away from his face. "Don't disappoint me, slave," she warned. "By lie in the toilet place." Her words were menacing, but he couldn't move as she pushed the turd closer to his face.
With a flutter of her eyes, Natalia instructed him to open his mouth wide. The scent of feces filled his nostrils as he complied, hesitantly parting his lips to reveal the inside of his mouth. She watched intently, ensuring that not a single piece of her offering would fall past his lips. "Attaboy," she praised, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Next, she commanded him to lift his head up and look her in the eyes. Then, she slid her royal behind onto his face, pushing hard until he felt the heat of her ass against his lips. She let out a satisfied moan, feeling the warmth of his breath on her anus. "Now, lick my ass," she ordered, her voice low and commanding. "Better lick. Still."
The submissive's tongue darted out, tracing the lines of her crack as he licked her, worshipping her most private parts. He could feel her tense up as he reached the tight entrance to her rectum, and he knew that he was doing something right. "Hold tight to my ass," she commanded, her voice reverberating through the room. "The rest of the shit goes right into your mouth."
He did as he was told, holding onto her hips as she pushed even more of her shit into his mouth. It was warm and slimy, coating his tongue and filling his cheeks as she continued to force-feed him her waste. As the last bit of her meal disappeared down his throat, she stood up, wiping her hands clean of any remaining mess.
"Now, the second step of training," she announced, her tone serious. She knelt down once again, this time in front of him, and presented her crotch. "Open your mouth," she commanded, reaching between his legs to pull down his chin. Without hesitation, he obeyed, his mouth gaping open as she leered down at him.
With a smile that could only be described as predatory, Natalia lowered her hand to his open mouth and began to piss. Streams of hot, stinging urine poured into his open mouth, filling it with the bitter taste of her pee. He could feel it splashing against the back of his throat, and he knew that there was no escaping her wrath. He had to swallow every drop.
"Swallow my piss," she growled, her voice low and threatening. The submissive obeyed, closing his eyes as he forced the urine down his throat. He could feel it splashing against the roof of his mouth, but he didn't flinch. He knew that any sign of weakness would be met with severe consequences.
Finally, when every last drop of piss had been consumed, Natalia stood up and stepped back. She surveyed her naked slave, taking in the way he knelt on the cold floor, head bowed in submission. "I hope soon you will completely replace me toilet," she said softly, her voice laced with menace. "And toilet paper."
With that, she turned her back on him, leaving him alone to contemplate the horrors of what he had just experienced. He knew that this was only the beginning of his training, but he also knew that he was determined to see it through to the end. Because, in the twisted world of Natalia Kapretti, there was no other choice.
