Dahlia D. - USING MY MOUTH LIKE A TOILET + EATING SHIT

Dahlia D. was a toy to her Master, a living shit toilet who would do anything to please her Mistress's perverse desires. She was laying under the rimming stool, her body slick with her Master's piss, anticipating the next humiliating task. She couldn't help but quiver with excitement at the thought of tasting his warm shit, her mouth watering at the thought of the familiar, pungent flavor filling her mouth once again.

Her Master was taking his time, enjoying the power he held over her body. He took his cock in his hands and began to stroke it slowly, watching as Dahlia's eyes widened with anticipation. He pushed his cock against her gaping hole and rubbed it against her slick entrance, letting a small amount of his precum seep into her. The feeling made her shudder in pleasure, her body already craving the fullness that was to come.

Finally, he was ready. Dahlia felt his hot cum spurt into her, filling her up to the brim. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to suppress a moan of pleasure as he withdrew from her, leaving her empty and aching once again. But she knew that this was only temporary. Soon, she would be filled with the one thing that she had grown to crave more than anything else...her Master's shit.

Without warning, she felt his hand on her head, pushing it towards his gaping asshole. She opened her mouth wide, ready to accept whatever he had to give her. He lowered himself down onto her, his heavy balls pressing against her cheeks. He leaned forward, his hands gripping her shoulders tightly as he pushed his cock deep into her throat. His asshole clenched shut around her tongue, teasing her with the sweet smell of his anal musk and the promise of what was to come.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he pushed his shit out of his ass and into her eager mouth. She chewed and swallowed reflexively, savoring the taste of his warm, thick shit. Her throat worked convulsively around his cock, milking every last drop of cum from him before he withdrew. She felt completely empty and used, but somehow, that was exactly how she wanted to feel.

As he pulled out of her mouth, he reached down and rubbed her belly, feeling the warmth of his shit inside her. He looked down at her with a smile, knowing that she was his completely. She was his personal toilet, and there was nothing she wouldn't do for the chance to taste his waste again. "Wasn't that delicious?" he asked softly, stroking her hair in a fond gesture. "Now you just need to hold it all in until I give you an order to release it."