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As the human toilet eagerly awaited permission to cum, he continued to serve his beloved Miss Dula. She lay comfortably on the lavish bed, her stomach distended from the feast she'd just consumed. The aroma of rich food filled the air, mingling with the scent of her indulgent perfume. "Mistress," he pleaded, "may I please cum?" He couldn't hold back any longer. His cock throbbed with need, and his balls ached from anticipation. "Yes, my devoted toilet," she replied, her voice dripping with sweet sarcasm. "But first, you must finish your duties." She smiled cruelly as she reached down and wrapped her fingers around a warm, round object. With a wicked grin, she brought them up to her mouth and popped a slice of caviar into her mouth, the salty taste complementing the richness of the food she'd just consumed. "Here, my toilet," she purred, holding out the object to him. "Don't you feel lucky?" The human toilet took the offering with trembling hands. As he brought it closer to his face, he could feel the heat emanating from it. It was clear that Miss Dula had just finished using the toilet, and now he was to enjoy the fruits of her labor. "Delicious," she crooned, watching him intently as he began to savor the warm, fresh feces. "Now, you may cum." His cock jerked in his hand as he released the first thick stream of cum onto her belly, staining her silken skin with his seed. She reached down and grabbed his balls, squeezing them roughly between her fingers as she inched closer to him. "That's it, you pathetic creature," she whispered into his ear, the warmth of her breath sending shivers down his spine. "Now, clean me up." With trembling hands, he reached for a nearby cloth and began wiping away the traces of his release from her skin. It was only then that he noticed a small, wet spot on her thigh. "Did you miss anything?" she asked, her voice cold as ice. Before he could respond, she'd thrust her dripping, feces-covered finger into his mouth, smearing the remaining filth onto his tongue. He could taste the bitterness of her excrement as it mingled with the salty tang of his own cum. "Now," she said, standing up and smoothing her dress down her body, "go and clean yourself up. You reek of your own filth." As he crawled to the corner of the room, head bowed in shame, he couldn't help but wonder when his next chance to serve his beloved Mistress would present itself.
Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 13min.
Video Info: 3840x2160 Pixel @ 31642 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 256 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 2997MB