Dea Samantha - My Shit is his only food (HD)

Dea Samantha - My Shit is his only food (HD)

I am Dea Samantha, a beautiful and sophisticated goddess who loves to live a luxurious lifestyle. One of my favorite things in the world is shitting, and I am not alone in this desire. I have a permanent toilet slave who worships my divine ass. He cleans my ass diligently and waits for me to shit into his mouth. Yes, you heard me right - his mouth!

Sometimes, my toilet slave arrives late in the morning. He knows that he should never keep his goddess waiting. However, as punishment, I decided to lock him in a room under a toilet chair. The room was neat and tidy, with a wide-open mouth toilet bowl waiting for my titillating offering. This way, I could use him anytime, and my friends and guests would have an extra toilet to use whenever they needed to.

I woke up feeling quite naughty today. After rolling out of bed, I made my way to the room where my toilet slave was locked up. I couldn't wait to fill his mouth with my delicious shit. My divine ass was bursting with excitement as I walked towards the room.

I stepped into the room and looked at my toilet slave. His eyes were filled with anticipation and fear. He knew what was coming, and he couldn't help but be excited. I slowly lowered myself onto the toilet chair, positioning myself perfectly over his waiting mouth. As I felt the warmth of his breath on my asshole, I couldn't resist the urge any longer.

I pushed hard, releasing a massive turd from my ass. It felt like a hot knife going through butter as it slid down my tight anus and plunged deep into his mouth. I watched as his eyes rolled back in his head, enjoying the sensation of my warm, steaming shit filling up his mouth. It was like watching an addict get their fix - pure bliss.

I took my time, savoring the moment. I pushed out several more massive turds, each one filling up his mouth even more. He was groaning loudly now, unable to contain the pleasure he was feeling. His body trembled with excitement as he felt my thick, meaty logs stretching his throat to its limits.

After filling his mouth to maximum capacity, I stood up and admired my handiwork. My toilet slave looked like a grotesque version of himself - his eyes were bloodshot, his mouth filled with shit, and his body trembling with excitement. This was exactly how I wanted him to look.

I leaned down and whispered into his ear, "This is your life now, toilet slave. Your job is to be at my beck and call, ready to receive my shit whenever I feel like filling up your mouth. Remember, my shit is your only food. Isn't it delicious?"

With that, I left the room, locking the doors behind me. My toilet slave remained locked in the room, savoring the taste of his goddess's shit. He knew that he was lucky to have such a divine mistress, and he would do anything to please her. His main job now was to be a toilet bowl for me and my friends, but he welcomed it with open arms - after all, it meant that he got to taste the best shit in the world.