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Miss Dula - I feed the newly awakened slave

Miss Dula - I feed the newly awakened slave / Toilet Slavery

Miss Dula - I feed the newly awakened slave
Miss Dula - I feed the newly awakened slave
Miss Dula - I feed the newly awakened slave

Miss Dula - I feed the newly awakened slave

As Miss Dula, I awoke this morning with a rumbling in my belly. I suspected it was due to the delicious Japanese cuisine I had indulged in the previous night, which appeared to be having its desired effect on me. My human toilet, a man kept in a cage for my every whim and desire, was sound asleep; his snores echoing softly through the room. With a sigh, I roused him from his slumber, shaking the cage gently at first before resorting to more forceful means. "Wakey, wakey," I muttered under my breath, not particularly pleased by his lack of response. Finally, he stirred, blinking groggily as he came to consciousness. "Time to serve your mistress," I growled, my voice dripping with authority and menace. With that, I unlocked the cage and stepped back, watching as he stumbled out, still half-asleep and disoriented from his night-time incarceration. Ignoring his confused state, I marched him over to the lavish bathroom I had designed specifically for these kinds of occasions. Once there, I unzipped his pants and pulled down his underwear, revealing his bare, plump ass. "Bend over," I commanded, my voice taking on a harsher edge. Reluctantly, he complied, lowering himself over the toilet bowl. As he did so, I could see the fear in his eyes, the realization of what was about to happen dawning on him. I pulled back my hand, revealing a small, hard lump nestled within my palm. It was a piece of caviar - the most expensive and exclusive delicacy in the world. Without further ado, I thrust my hand forcefully into his mouth, pushing his lips apart and jamming the caviar between his teeth. The salty, rich taste of the roe exploded on his tongue, filling his mouth with its intense flavor. He choked and gagged, struggling to swallow as I kept my hand firmly planted in his mouth, controlling the tempo of his ingestion. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I withdrew my hand, satisfied that he had swallowed the last morsel of caviar. "See?" I said, a malicious smile curling my lips. "Even though it was a little messy, it wasn't wasted. Your mouth was just the right size to hold it all." Turning my back on him, I walked away, already thinking about what I would have him do next. His role as my human toilet was never-ending, and I took great pleasure in pushing him to his limits, both physically and mentally. As I sauntered back to my bedroom, satisfied with the morning's events, I couldn't help but feel a pang of excitement for what was yet to come.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 13min.
Video Info: 3840x2160 Pixel @ 5522 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 238 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 549MB

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