Natalia Kapretti, a stunningly beautiful and dominant mistress, sat on her luxurious golden throne, surrounded by candles that flickered in the background. She gazed at her slave, who knelt before her, trembling with excitement and anticipation. The slave's tongue hung out of their mouth as they awaited their mistress's command.
Finally, Natalia spoke in a soft yet commanding voice, "Slave, come here. It's time for your toilet mouth to work." Her words sent shivers down the slave's spine; they knew exactly what was about to happen.
Natalia stood up from her throne, revealing her perfect bare ass and a pearly white toilet seat, positioned precisely over her anus. She turned around slowly, giving the slave an up-close view of her divine rear end. "Now," she continued, "you're going to lick my ass, relax me."
The slave hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to expect. But as Natalia's ass wiggled slightly, inviting the slave to taste its flesh, they couldn't resist any longer. They lowered their face towards her ass, their tongue darting out to make contact with Natalia's entrance.
Within seconds, the slave's tongue was deep in Natalia's ass, exploring every inch of her sphincter. Natalia moaned in pleasure, her hips buckling as she felt the warmth of the slave's tongue massaging her asshole. She closed her eyes and let out a long, slow breath.
"That's it, slave," Natalia whispered. "You're doing great. Now, will you take shit? Will you relieve me of my constipation?"
The slave nodded eagerly, their tongue still buried in Natalia's ass. They couldn't wait to feel the warm, squishy mass of her shit filling their mouth. As if on cue, Natalia began to push, grunting with effort as she felt her own toilet muscles contract around the hidden cocksman in her rectum.
A thick stream of hot, steaming shit oozed out of Natalia's asshole, coating the slave's tongue as it emerged from her body. The slave opened their mouth wide, welcoming the toxic waste inside. They raised their head up as Natalia continued to shit, their mouth stretching wider and wider to accommodate the viscous substance.
As the last of the shit exited Natalia's asshole, she turned back to face her slave, who was now covered in a layer of her shit. "Well done, slave," she purred. "Your toilet mouth has served its purpose well. Now, get over here and clean me up."
The slave's gaze never left Natalia's as they crawled towards her, tongue still out and ready for more. They licked every inch of Natalia's body, cleaning her from head to toe, their tongue leaving a trail of saliva and their mistress's shit behind.
Finally, Natalia stood up and stretched, feeling refreshed and revitalized. She looked down at her slave, whose face was buried in her crotch again, ready for whatever was next. Natalia smiled, knowing that this slave was hers, body and soul.
