Natalia Kapretti awoke with a sense of discomfort, her bowels demanding attention. She rolled over in her luxurious king-sized bed, reaching out to the man chained to the floor next to her. He was already awake, his eyes filled with fear as he anticipated what she wanted from him.
"Time for your morning meal, my little Toilet Shit Eater," she purred softly, her fingers tracing down his chiseled chest. He whimpered softly, nodding eagerly despite the obvious terror in his eyes. She stood up from the bed, her long, lithe body clad in a silk robe that barely covered her curves.
She made her way to the bathroom, her hips swaying seductively as she went. The man watched her every move, unable to tear his eyes away from her powerfully alluring form. As she reached the toilet, she bent over, giving him a perfect view of her round, plump ass which was currently somewhat puffy due to the amount of shit she'd taken the night before.
She gracelessly released a massive log of thick, steaming shit into the toilet bowl, filling it to the brim. The stench was overpowering, making him gag while also arousing him in a sick, twisted way. Natalia smirked evilly, taking pleasure in his discomfort.
"Come on, Toilet Shit Eater," she said coldly, jerking him to his feet by chaining him. "Time for you to do what you were born to do." She walked back to the bed with him struggling to keep up, his cock already hardening between his legs despite the shame and humiliation he felt.
She sat down on the edge of the bed, turning to face him. Her eyes were filled with malice as she threw a towel at him. "Clean yourself up," she commanded. He immediately set to work, using the towel to clean himself off as best he could before kneeling before her once again.
Natalia gazed down at him with disdain, loathing the fact that he was her 'property'. She placed one hand on her bare hip, gesturing to the toilet bowl with the other. "Shall we begin?" she purred nodding towards the bowl.
With a mixture of fear and submission, the man climbed into the toilet, positioning himself so that his face was squarely in front of the steaming pile of shit. Natalia chuckled darkly, watching as he began to eat. She reached down, gripping his hair tightly in her hand as she pulled his face further into the bowl.
"Suck it up, Toilet Shit Eater," she said roughly, her fingers digging into his skull. "You'll keep eating until every last bit is gone. And then, we'll do it all over again." His eyes watered from the mixture of fear and revulsion as he fumbled with the putrid mound of shit in front of him.
Natalia Kapretti watched with a twisted sense of satisfaction, taking perverse pleasure in his humiliation. She couldn't have been more content knowing that this man was living out the rest of his days as nothing more than her personal toilet slave.
