Natalia Kapretti, also known as Natty, was a stunningly beautiful woman with an alluring physical appearance that made men lose their minds. She had long, luscious red hair that fell down her back in gentle waves, sparkling green eyes that could captivate anyone who looked into them, and a jaw-dropping body that was beyond perfection. Her breasts were perfectly sized and shaped, with rosy pink nipples that hardened at the slightest touch, and her round ass was high and firm, just begging to be spanked. Despite her outward beauty, Natty's heart was black as coal, possessing no empathy or compassion for others; she was pure evil incarnate.
Natty had become my slave girl after I had won her in a high-stakes poker game against her wealthy father, who couldn't bear the thought of losing his beloved daughter to such a despicable man as myself. To ensure her loyalty and obedience to me, I had video evidence of her engaging in some highly embarrassing sexual acts, which I threatened to release unless she did everything I commanded.
Now, it was the middle of the night, and I woke Natty up from her sleep, telling her that she needed to take a shit because it was part of her daily routine. She protested weakly, trying to come up with excuses not to do it, but I wouldn't hear any of it. I told her that it would either be now or when she woke up in the morning, and since I was in the mood for some fun, she should do it now.
Slipping on a pair of latex gloves, I watched as Natty, half-asleep and barely conscious, stumbled towards the bathroom, her perfect ass swaying hypnotically from side to side with each step. She hesitated in front of the toilet seat, looking back at me with fear in her eyes, fearing what would happen if she didn't do as ordered.
"Go on," I hissed at her, relishing the thought of what was about to happen. "I want to see every juicy detail."
With a deep breath, Natty lowered herself onto the cold toilet seat, her soft but firm ass, encased in a pair of sexy lace panties, making a smacking sound against the porcelain. With trembling hands, she began to unbutton her pants, slowly revealing more of that flawless ass until the panties finally fell to her ankles, leaving her bare and vulnerable.
She groaned softly as she placed one hand on the toilet paper roll, expecting some relief from her desperate need to take a shit. But I had other plans. I slapped her ass hard, leaving a bright red handprint against her skin, startling her into jumping off the seat.
"What did I tell you?" I asked coldly. "You were supposed to take a shit, not play games with me."
Tears welled up in Natty's eyes as she slowly lowered herself back onto the seat, her ass still exposed and vulnerable. She groaned in pain as her rectum began to spasm from constipation, her body naturally rejecting the idea of defecating in such an uncomfortable situation.
I watched with dark amusement as Natty struggled to contain her turmoil within, her face contorting into grimaces and her body jerking involuntarily. The smell of her unwanted farts filled the air, making me chuckle cruelly. Just when I thought she couldn't hold it in any longer, she let loose a loud, earth-shattering fart, breathing a sigh of relief as it released some of the pressure inside her.
However, this was only the beginning of her ordeal. After another series of farts and grimaces, Natty finally managed to give birth to a gigantic turd, so big that it stretched the seams of her panties and almost touched the water in the toilet bowl. Her body convulsed violently as she forced the massive log out of her, leaving her feeling drained and exhausted.
As she sat there, slumped over, catching her breath, I approached from behind, still wearing my latex gloves. Natty trembled as she felt my hot breath on her neck, right above the tingling spot where I had slapped her earlier. And then, to her horror, I began to trace small circles around that same spot, smirking evilly.
"Th...Thank you," Natty stammered between gasps for air, still trying to recover from the shock and humiliation of what had just happened. "I'm sorry I...I didn't want to...do it in front of you."
I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her ear. "It's not over yet," I purred menacingly, enjoying the way her body shuddered at my touch. Reaching into my pocket, I produced a small camera, the same kind that had recorded her during one of her most embarrassing moments.
"Now," I whispered dangerously, "I want you to take a picture of your shit, right here, right now. And if the quality isn't good enough, I'll make sure the internet gets to see it, complete with your full name attached."
Natty's eyes widened in terror as she realized she had no choice but to comply. Summoning up all the courage she could muster, she slowly moved her trembling hand towards the toilet seat, her fingertips barely brushing against the slimy, steaming mass of feces. The camera flashed, capturing the moment forever.
When she finally managed to pull her hand away, it was coated in a thin layer of her own feces, a small price to pay for her humiliation. With tears in her eyes, she rose unsteadily to her feet, smelling of urine and feces.
"You...you happy now?" she asked in a small voice, barely audible over the loud pounding of her heart.
I smiled darkly, reveling in her misery. "Not yet," I purred. "But we will get there eventually."
And with that, I left the poor woman alone in the bathroom, broken and completely at my mercy.
