Goddess Narcissra - Scat Latex Mistress - Scat Handjob in Latex Gloves

It was like a dream come true for my toilet slave. There he was, on his knees before the magnificent Goddess Narcissra - Scat Latex Mistress. His heart raced with anticipation as he gazed up at her, the shimmering latex of her outfit reflecting the dim light of the dungeon. She was everything he ever desired in a mistress, and the fact that she enjoyed his fetish made it all the more incredible.

Slowly, Narcissra reached down and gently stroked his cock through the protective layer of latex gloves. His eyes closed in bliss as he felt her warm hands on his sensitive flesh. But then, just as things were heating up, she stopped abruptly. With a sultry smirk, she leaned down and pulled back the hood of his hooded sweatshirt.

He knew what was coming next and his stomach churned with anticipation/dread. Sure enough, there it was - the glint of steel in her hand. Narcissra held up a shiny silver butt plug, its tip glistening with fresh feces. "Time to open up, slave," she purred, "because I've got a present for you."

Without further delay, she knelt down behind him and lubed up his asshole. He gritted his teeth as she pushed past his tight ring of muscle, filling him up with cold, unyielding steel. But when he felt the warmth of her gloved hand wrapped around his cock again, he knew it would be worth it. She began to stroke him slowly, her other hand reaching around to massage his prostate through the layers of clothing.

As she worked him up into a frenzy, Narcissra reached for the toilet seat cover. With a mischievous grin, she positioned it carefully over the bowl before turning back to her slave. "On your knees, slave," she commanded, and he obeyed without hesitation. She slapped him hard across the face, the sting of her gloved hand sending a thrill through his body. Then, with a little sigh of contentment, she leaned forward and allowed a steady flow of hot, putrid shit to dribble onto his worshipped cock.

He groaned in ecstasy as the warm stream of scat covered his throbbing member. She chuckled darkly and continued to fill his mouth with her filth, forcing him to taste every delicious drop. "See how much I enjoy this, slave?" she taunted, her voice drippingwith seduction. "And you love it just as much, don't you? You crave my shit."

He couldn't deny it. The thought of being her toilet slave, cleaning up her messes and worshiping her body, was the most arousing fantasy he'd ever encountered. And as she continued to tease and humiliate him, he found himself losing control completely. And then, just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, Narcissra pulled her gloved hand away and allowed him to cum all over her gleaming latex outfit. It was a moment of pure ecstasy, one he knew he would never forget.

With a final wink, Narcissra stood up and straightened her impressive array of decorations. She was truly a goddess among women, and he was honored to call her his mistress - his scat latex mistress. As she turned to leave, he bent down and licked the last traces of her feces from the floor, savoring the taste of his angelic goddess.

And so, my loyal toilet slave found himself kneeling in front of the Goddess Narcissra - Scat Latex Mistress, his heart and mind filled with thoughts of shit and submission and perfect, twisted love. He couldn't wait to see what perverse delights she had in store for him next.