Lady Scarlet - LADY SCARLET - BETTER AS TOILET THAN FOOTLICKER hd

Lady Scarlet's butthole gaped open, inviting her pathetic little slave to service her anus. With a sneer of disgust, she grabbed him by his collar and forced his mouth onto her shit-coated hole. The taste of her feces hit his tongue like a slap in the face, making him gag and choke as he tried to breathe through the nauseating stench.

She thrust her hips forward, filling his mouth with more of her feces and making him feel like he was drowning in filth. She moaned loudly, her disgusting pleasure causing him to retch even more violently after each thrust. Lady Scarlet grinned cruelly, enjoying the power she held over this wretched creature who worshiped her in such a degrading fashion.

His tongue turned brown from the constant contact with her shit, and he began to taste it on his lips even when she wasn't forcing him to take her waste. Every part of him was covered in a thick layer of her feces, making him feel even lower than before. He had never imagined that someone could find this level of degradation arousing, but Lady Scarlet clearly did.

As she pulled him off her ass, she spat a thick layer of saliva mixed with mucus and pieces of undigested food onto his face. She laughed hysterically at his pathetic attempts to wipe it off, knowing full well that he would only get more covered in filth. "That's better," she purred, reaching down and rubbing her soiled hands all over his body. "Now you really do belong here."

She pulled out a dirty toilet seat cover from her pocket and pushed him onto the floor, forcing him to lay in her filth as he watched her. She extended her foot towards his face, dangling a turd from her shoe. "Do you want to be more useful to me, little one?" she taunted, curling her toes ever so slightly, teasing him with the chance to taste her fresh shit.

Without waiting for an answer, she forced his head between her legs and pushed him down onto the present he had left for him. The taste of her raw turds made him gag reflexively, and he struggled to breath through the pain and disgust. But Lady Scarlet showed no mercy, pushing him further and further into the pile of shit he had been so eager to devour.

Finally, she pulled him up from the pile, wiping his face with the toilet paper-covered turd. She smiled cruelly as she pressed the filthy mess against his lips and pushed it into his mouth, forcing him to taste his own disgusting work. "There you go, toilet boy," she purred, stepping over him to go wash her hands. "You've earned your keep today."

From now on, he knew his place. He was her toilet, and he would be for as long as she saw fit. He would eat her shit, lick her asshole, and drown in her filth, all in the name of serving his mistress. There was no higher purpose in life than to be Lady Scarlet's personal sewer, and he was proud to fill that role.