Natalia Kapretti opened the front door and smiled warmly at her husband's friend, who was standing there. The two men chatted amiably while she poured them some drinks and brought out some snacks. After a while, the friend's eyes wandered over to the corner of the room where Natalia's slave was kneeling, looking down at the floor, his hands folded neatly in his lap.
"I didn't expect to see him here today," the friend commented. Natalia simply shrugged nonchalantly, pretending not to be bothered by the sudden appearance of the slave. "Oh well, you need to be punished for your lack of communication," she said, sipping on her drink. "I guess this is what happens when you disappoint your mistress."
Without another word, she nudged the slave forward with her foot. He stumbled a little but managed to catch himself on all fours. As he crawled across the room towards her husband and his friend, he could feel humiliation burning in his cheeks.
"Now then," Natalia said, "you remember what your punishment is, don't you?" The slave nodded silently, his eyes cast down towards the floor. Without further prompting, he lowered his head between Natalia's husband and his friend's legs, ready to begin servicing them.
As he opened his mouth wide, Natalia leaned in menacingly. "You remember how to do this, don't you?" she hissed in his ear. With a sickening sense of resignation, the slave felt his mouth being filled with the cocks of his masters. He sucked and licked them both, doing his best to please them despite the shame coursing through his veins.
As the men grew more excited, they began taking turns pushing their cocks deeper into the slave's mouth, demanding more attention. The slave could feel his cheeks hollowing out as he tried to accommodate them both, saliva dripping steadily down his chin.
Finally, it was time for the main course. "Take it all in, slave," Natalia commanded, watching as the slave's eyes widened in fear. "Prepare yourself for your punishment." The slave nodded once, trying to swallow the lump in his throat.
Natalia leaned over the slave, holding his head steady as he felt something warm and wet filling his mouth. As he looked up in horror, he realized what was happening: he was being forced to swallow his own faeces. He gagged and choked, trying to push the filth from his mouth, but Natalia held him tight, her grip like iron.
With a final push, the slave managed to swallow the disgusting mass, his face contorting in disgust. The men around him cheered, smacking him hard on the back as they laughed.
"Well done, slave," Natalia purred, straightening up. "Now what do you think you deserve for coming back into my life after all this time? Let me remind you: this is just the beginning." With that, she walked away, leaving the slave writhing on the floor, surrounded by the smell of sweat and semen.
