As Kitra continued her elegant dinner with her closest girlfriends, she couldn't help but feel the insistent pangs of her full bowels. They had indulged in an extravagant meal that included rich dishes and several glasses of wine, which apparently agreed with her goddess body as it sought to process its contents. With a confident wave of her hand, she summoned her loyal toilet slave, who was always on call whenever she needed him.
The male toilet appeared at her side, trembling with anticipation and fear as he knew what was coming. He was ready to serve his mistress at any time, even if it meant in public. With a soft sigh of contentment, Kitra stood up from her chair and gently guided him to an empty bathroom stall nearby. Once they were inside, she eased her soft, supple behind onto the cold porcelain throne that her toilet held out for her.
She sighed again as she felt the familiar weight of her full bowels pressing against the thin barrier of her rectum. It was like an irresistible pull, demanding to be released and emptied. Without hesitation, Kitra lowered herself further onto the toilet seat, grinding her hips against it as she signaled her readiness.
The toilet trembled even more as he sensed her impending release. His cock, already trapped inside his restrictive toilet cage, throbbed painfully with desire. He knew what was coming next and he couldn't help but yearn for it. Kitra's soft, pink butthole gaped open before him, beckoning him closer as she hummed with satisfied anticipation.
With one swift movement, Kitra reached back and grasped the head of his cock. Her soft, warm fingers curled around it as she pulled him closer to her gaping hole. With a gentle push, she guided the tip of his cock inside her tight opening. He groaned in pleasure as he felt the warm, silky walls of her ass envelop him in a sensual embrace.
Kitra began to rock her hips back and forth, slowly at first, then picking up speed as she grinded herself against her toilet slave. The sensation of her full bowels moving against him was exquisite, driving him closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. He could feel her cum building up inside her, the familiar slippery heat coating his cock as she prepared to release.
And then she did. With a loud, gushing moan, Kitra released her pent-up urge to defecate, unloading her heavy bowels onto the unsuspecting toilet slave. He trembled beneath her weight as wave after wave of warm shit filled his mouth and covered his face. She continued to ride him, grinding her hips in rhythm to the sensation of her shit flowing down his throat.
Finally, with one last, powerful thrust, Kitra emptied herself completely. She leaned back with a satisfied sigh, feeling both incredibly full and remarkably clean all at once. The toilet slave, however, remained beneath her, his mouth still filled with her warm, gooey after-shit juices. He couldn't have been happier.
