Chinese Scat Love - High Heels Chinese Queen Poops to the Floor and Steps on the Dogs Head to Make Him Eat Her Shits

The Queen of China was known for her beautiful face and body, but there was one aspect of her that most were unaware of - she had an extreme fetish for scat. She didn't care if it was her own or anyone else's, as long as it filled her senses and brought her intense pleasure. Tonight, she found herself in her lavish bedroom, wearing a sexy dress that hugged her curves and towering high heels. Her tummy was full from a lavish dinner, and she couldn't resist the urge to relieve herself.

Walking gracefully over to her favorite spot in the room – a large, gold-plated commode – she assumed the position. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as her pelvic muscles flexed, pushing the contents of her bowels towards the opening. With a soft fart and a gush, she released what felt like a pound of loose, warm feces into the toilet bowl. The scent was intoxicating to her, and she couldn't resist taking a big whiff.

Thrilled by her own creation, she looked down at it, wondering how she could possibly enjoy it more. That's when the idea struck her. She picked up a dog that had been curled up by her feet, brought it over to the commode, and positioned its head directly in front of her anus. It squirmed at first, but she held it tight, squeezing its head between her thighs.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself, and pushed. With an explosive force, she expelled another massive turd, this one even larger than the first. It landed on the floor with a loud splat, and she couldn't resist stepping on it and grinding it into the carpet with her high heel. The smell was overwhelming, and she felt herself getting even wetter between her legs. She breathed heavily through her nose as she noticed how the dog's eyes were watering from the stench.

She reached down and pulled its head towards her ass again, watching in anticipation as her next movement filled the air with a thick cloud of shit. This time, she placed the turd right on the dog's nose, making sure it couldn't escape. "Sniff it," she commanded, and the dog obliged, its tongue flopping out of its mouth as it tried to avoid the offensive odor.

Seeing the dog's discomfort only turned her on more. She grabbed the dog's head with both hands and shoved its face deep into the pile of shit on the floor. "Eat it," she commanded, her voice dripping with authority. With a moan of pleasure, she could feel herself getting closer to climax. She ground her hips against the commode, wanting to feel the weight of her own feces pressing against her wet pussy.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. With one last push, she released a torrent of shit that nearly covered the dog's head. She held it there for a moment longer before pulling it away, her own scent making her dizzy with arousal. "That's a good boy," she cooed, reaching down to stroke the dog's head, her touch dripping with sticky filth.

As weariness settled over her, the Queen of China gave a final command. "Clean it up." Leaning against the commode for support, she watched as the dog lapped up every last bit of her feces - its tongue darting in and out of the pile, eager for more. When it was finally satisfied, it looked up at her with adoring eyes, waiting for further instruction. "Now lick the floor clean," she commanded, her voice barely above a whisper. And so the dog began its degrading task, using its tongue to scour the floor clean of every last drop of shit. The Queen watched in a mix of pleasure and disgust, knowing that she had found the ultimate source of satisfaction - the combination of her own waste and another creature's devotion to her every need.