Natalia Kapretti rubbed her sleepy eyes as she slowly awoke to the smell of rank, fecal matter filling her nostrils. She groaned in annoyance, knowing exactly what it meant - her day had just begun as her master's toilet slave.
With a sigh, she pushed herself off her pallet on the floor and stretched, feeling the stickiness of yesterday's dried feces on her skin. She slowly pulled on the stained, black leather outfit her master had provided her with, the suit designed to push her perineum back against her anus and enhance the filthy sensations.
Making her way out of the dank dungeon-like basement of her master's house, Natalia moved towards the sound of flushing water. As she entered the opulent bathroom, she couldn't help but grimace as she saw the golden throne waiting for her.
With a resigned nod, she lowered herself onto the cold, hard surface of the toilet seat, positioning herself strategically for her master's pleasure. Anticipating his arrival, she reached back, spreading her asscheeks, exposing her tight, rosebud anus to the cool morning air.
Soon enough, she heard the door click open behind her, and her master's voice rang through the room. "Good morning, toilet slave. I trust you've missed me."
Natalia's heart rate accelerated as his words sent a shiver down her spine, but before she could respond, she felt the familiar pressure against her backside, followed by a warm stream of his feces filling her mouth.
His cock, already hard from the thought of using her once again, slid effortlessly into her waiting throat, and she gagged, her insides throbbing with desire as she worked her own fingers deeper into her soiled cunt.
With each hard thrust, filling her mouth and stretching her throat, she moaned louder, the stench of his excrement filling the air around them. His hands groped her breasts roughly, pinching the nipples hard before one roughly slapped her across the face.
She loved the pain, the shame, the filth that came with being his toilet slave. It only made her need him more.
"Yes, master," she murmured, her voice nasal with his cock still lodged deep in her throat. "I need you inside me."
Without warning, he pulled out of her mouth and roughly pushed her over onto her hands and knees. "You want my cock, you filthy whore?" He asked, his voice heavy with menace.
"Yes, master," she whimpered, knowing the answer would only result in further humiliation.
He grabbed hold of her hair, wrists bound together as they were behind her back, and roughly pushed her face down onto the golden toilet seat. His cock, already slick from her eager mouth, teased at her tight back door, pushing slowly inside her.
She moaned, her body trembling with need as he began to pound into her. The walls of her ass stretched to accommodate his throbbing cock, and she couldn't help but let out small, high-pitched cries of bliss.
"Take it all, you stupid cunt," he growled, his voice low and threatening.
Natalia did as she was told, her body responding to his aggression as he eventually pulled out of her ass, only to push back in harder and faster still. She felt herself getting closer to the edge, but knew he wouldn't stop until he'd filled her completely.
With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, the tip of his cock brushing against her cervix. He groaned, pumping harder than ever, and then, with a loud grunt, he came, his thick semen filling her up, forcing its way out of her pussy and over her tight asshole.
As he pulled out, he reached down and rubbed his sticky cum over her clit, rubbing it until she was trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. "That's a good little toilet slave, Natalia," he said, his voice full of satisfaction. "Now, clean yourself up and be ready for round two."
With tears streaming down her face and her heart pulsing with shame and desire, Natalia did as she was told, scrubbing at her skin with a rough washcloth until it was once again squeaky clean. She waited shakily for his command, knowing that another round of filthy, degrading sex was imminent.
This was her life now - his toilet slave, living in a constant state of arousal and humiliation. And she loved every minute of it.
