As a Dutch-speaking model, Kitty Skatt was well known for her ability to talk dirty in her native tongue. Today's request was particularly interesting: a client wanted her to feed him while using explicit language and engaging in dirty talk. They'd arranged to meet at an out-of-the-way location, and once there, the client found himself tied to a chair with his mouth duct-taped shut.
Kitty Skatt towered over him, a smirk on her face. "You like it when I talk dirty, huh?" She mockingly asked him before starting to prepare the surprise she'd cooked up for him. He could only watch as she mixed various ingredients and heated them up on the stove.
She leaned in close, her body pressing against his, and whispered in his ear. "You know what this is for? This is a special meal for my dearest fans. It's made from pure fap material." She giggled at her own joke while stirring the pot on the stove.
As she began to ladle large spoonfuls of the steaming mess onto a plate, she continued speaking to him. "Look at all this, baby," she purred. "Mama's made a huge log just for you." She placed the plate in front of him, the stench of her cooking making him gag involuntarily.
"Yes. That's the reaction I'm looking for," Kitty Skatt said, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Now open your mouth, and don't you dare spit it out." She traced the edge of the plate with a finger, making sure he could smell every bit of it.
Despite his protests, Kitty Skatt forced him to eat every bite of her enormous log. Each smear of her feces-filled fingers was met with grimaces of disgust from the man, but Kitty Skatt just laughed and slapped his face playfully.
As the feed progressed, Kitty Skatt didn't hold back on her dirty talk. She talked dirty in Dutch, describing in vivid detail how her massive log tasted and smelled. She laughed at how his breath was starting to smell like a mixture of her shit and feces.
Finally, the man finished every last bite, relieved that the ordeal was finally over. He expected to be set free immediately, but Kitty Skatt had one last surprise in store. She took a moment to lean over him, her breasts pressing into his chest, her face inches from his.
"Now it's time for the real reward," she purred. With a wink, she reached down and unbuckled his pants. "You've waited long enough. Let Mama take care of you." And with that, she slid her mouth over his dick, cleansing it of the last traces of her poop-filled feed.
As she continued to clean his cock with her mouth, the man couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction despite the degrading ordeal he'd just been through. This was a unique experience he'd never forget, all thanks to Kitty Skatt and her dirty talk.
