Slave girl Natalia Kapretti kneeled obediently, eyes fixed on his asshole. She hated herself for this, but the thought of pleasing her Master drove her to it. He was a powerful businessman who had acquired her from a slave auction. She had managed to avoid his attention for a while but eventually, she couldn't escape his notice.
He lit up a cigarette and blew the smoke in her face, watching her eyes widen in fear. "You're such a nothing, my little cockroach," he sneered, spitting on her. "But you know your place, don't you?"
Without another word, she leaned forward and opened her mouth, exposing her bleeding, shit-smeared gums. His cockhead slowly descended, pressing against her lips. She parted them, eager to please him but dreading what was to come.
"Suck it," he commanded, grinding his hips forward. His dick plunged deep into her throat, and she gagged on the thick member. She could feel his hot breath on her face as he blows more smoke into her lungs. He held her head firmly in place, using her body like a personal ashtray.
"That's it, girl," he growled. "Take it all."
She did as she was told, taking his cock deeper into her throat with each swing of his hips. She could taste the tobacco and the bitter tang of bile rising in her throat. But she didn't care; she just wanted to please him.
"Fucking disgusting," he muttered, his voice barely hiding the arousal. "But it gets me off, doesn't it?"
Without warning, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to stand. "On your knees, whore," he commanded. "Eat my shit."
She lowered her head obediently, exposing her slop mouth as a inviting target. He pulled her hair back, holding her head still as he bent over and took a shit right into her waiting mouth. It was warm and thick, coating her tongue and teeth with a sticky film. She had to force herself not to gag as she swallowed every drop.
"That's a good girl," he praised, patting her head. "Now go on, get out of here."
With a final kick to the ass, she stumbled away, feeling his cum dripping out of her shit-filled mouth. She knew there would be more moments like this, but she also knew that he wouldn't let her go. She was his possession now, and she would be forced to endure whatever kind of degradation he could think of.
