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Miss Dula - I feed it in the kitchen

Miss Dula - I feed it in the kitchen / Toilet Slavery

Miss Dula - I feed it in the kitchen
Miss Dula - I feed it in the kitchen
Miss Dula - I feed it in the kitchen

Miss Dula - I feed it in the kitchen

As Miss Dula, the mistress of the house, entered the kitchen, her eyes fell upon her devoted slave, who was eagerly awaiting her arrival. The slave had inserted a tool into his mouth, a sign of his unwavering submission and devotion to his mistress. This tool would ensure that nothing he consumed would be refused, making him the perfect toilet slave. Miss Dula, dressed in her finest attire, approached her slave with a mischievous glint in her eye. She knew exactly what she wanted from him, and she wasn't going to let anything stand in her way. With a commanding voice, she instructed her slave to lie down on the floor, ready for his new task. The slave obeyed without hesitation, knowing that disobedience would not be tolerated. He lay prostrate before his mistress, his eyes fixed on her every move. As she prepared to feed him, Miss Dula took great care in ensuring that her slave was properly positioned. She arranged his mouth and tongue in just the right way, making sure he was ready to receive whatever she had in store for him. The first course was a delicious caviar, prepared specially for this occasion. Miss Dula carefully scooped out a generous portion of the luxurious delicacy and placed it directly onto her slave's awaiting tongue. He savored every bite, knowing that this was a privilege that few were afforded. As he finished the first course, Miss Dula could see the satisfaction in his eyes. She knew that he was eager for more, but she also knew that he mustn't become too comfortable in his role. The true test would come when he was tasked with consuming the entire meal without getting dirty or wasting any of the precious food. With a smile that held both promise and menace, Miss Dula presented the second course: a rich, creamy soup. Once again, she placed a generous portion onto her slave's tongue, watching as he struggled to contain his excitement. As he began to consume the soup, she could see the determination in his eyes. He was going to prove himself worthy of his mistress's trust and devotion. As the third and final course was revealed, the tension in the room was palpable. It was a sumptuous roast, perfectly cooked and seasoned. Miss Dula watched as her slave's eyes widened in anticipation and fear. This would be the true test of his devotion, and she was eager to see how he would fare. With a final command, Miss Dula instructed her slave to commence with the final course. He obeyed without question, his mind focused on the task at hand. As he began to consume the roast, Miss Dula watched him closely, ready to correct any mistakes he might make. But there were no mistakes. The slave ate every bite, savoring the flavors and textures of the food. When he was finished, he looked up at his mistress, waiting for her judgment. "Well done, my slave," she said, her voice filled with admiration. "You have proven yourself worthy of your position. Now, get up and clean the kitchen as you are supposed to." The slave rose slowly, his body aching from the exertion of the meal. But he knew that this was only the beginning. There would be many more challenges ahead, but he was ready to face them all, for as long as it meant pleasing his beloved mistress, Miss Dula.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 13min.
Video Info: 3840x2160 Pixel @ 17510 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 256 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 1628MB

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