Miss Dula - Double champagne in the countryside

Miss Dula - Double champagne in the countryside

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Under the scorching sun, Miss Dula and her companion strolled leisurely through the lush countryside. Their slave, who was forced to follow behind them, staggered in his shackles. He was beginning to feel the weight of the heavy chains around his ankles and wrists. "Are you thirsty, my pet?" Miss Dula asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Yes, Mistress," the slave murmured, his throat parched. "Well, we can't have our slave walking through the countryside with a dry mouth," she said, smirking. "Drink up, every last drop." Her companion chimed in, pulling out a luxurious bottle of champagne. "Yes, we wouldn't want to spoil your fun, now would we?" Without further ado, they uncorked the bottle and held it to the slave's lips, forcing him to gulp down the cold liquid. The bubbles tickled his nose as he struggled to swallow the champagne, his throat burning from the harsh alcohol. "That's it, my dear pet," Miss Dula cooed, her cruel smile widening. "Drink until you can't anymore." The slave's eyes rolled back in his head as the champagne began to take effect. His legs felt even heavier, and he stumbled under the weight of the chains. Yet, Miss Dula and her companion continued to pour more and more champagne down his throat, watching with glee as he grew more and more inebriated. "Oh, look," Miss Dula said, pointing to a nearby stream. "It's the perfect place to clean up our mess." Before the slave could even process what was happening, they dragged him towards the stream. His head lolled back, his vision blurred by the alcohol. The cool water against his skin felt like a relief after the scorching sun, but it didn't last long. "Time to pay your dues, slave," Miss Dula snarled, pushing him into the water. The cold shock of the stream was quickly replaced by the burning sensation of champagne bubbles in his bladder. With a shriek, he clutched at his stomach, but it was too late. The combination of alcohol and water sent him spiraling into a drunken stupor, and he could do nothing as his body relieved itself into the stream, turning the crystal-clear water into a murky brown. As he lay unconscious in the dirty water, Miss Dula and her companion stood over him, laughing heartily at his predicament. To them, the slave was nothing more than a toy to be played with, a mere object of their twisted amusement. And so, they continued their walk through the countryside, leaving behind a trail of broken dreams and shattered souls.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 8min.
Video Info: 3840x2160 Pixel @ 51302 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 255 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 2821MB