RosellaExtrem - Slave mouth full of shit and piss!

RosellaExtrem's new toilet slave arrived eager and willing, falling to his knees before her. The beautiful Mistress looked down upon him with amusement as she revealed her plan for their little game. With a smile that could melt even the coldest heart, she reached into her rear end and pulled out a perfect log of fresh shit. The slave's eyes widened in excitement, unable to contain his lust for the filth that was about to fill his mouth. He noisily slurped and licked his lips, eager to taste the fruits of his mistress' labor. As Rosella held the log tantalizingly close to his face, he reached up with trembling hands to grab it from her. The thick, warm shit filled his mouth, coating his tongue and teeth with its disgusting goodness. It was perfect, just as he knew it would be. He savored the taste for a moment before realizing that there was more to come. He looked up at Rosella, who was grinning wickedly as she raised her juicy pussy towards him. He knew what he had to do. With great relish, he spit the shit from his mouth and began lapping at her dripping folds, cleaning up every last bit of her musky scent. As he licked and sucked, she moaned softly in approval. Satisfied with his efforts, Rosella lowered her panties just enough to expose her neatly shaven pussy lips. She watched with amusement as the toilet slave eagerly parted her folds and pushed his face squarely into her crotch. With a satisfied smile, she giggled as he began snorting up every last drop of her pussy juice and any remaining shit. As the slave worked his magic on his Mistress's crotch, Rosella reached for a toy bag nearby. She pulled out a long, thin, black strap-on dildo, the tip glistening with saliva. She guided it towards the slave's eagerly waiting ass, pushing it gently inside. His eyes rolled back in his head as he moaned loudly at the feeling of fullness and the jolts of desire that shot through him. Rosella slowly began to fuck her toilet slave, the dildo sliding in and out of his tight ass, filling him with her essence. The slave couldn't believe the bliss that was flowing through him, feeling both violated and deeply desired all at once. He started writhing on the floor, his hands clutching at the carpet as if trying to hold onto something solid in this world of filth and ecstasy. His moans became louder, almost primal, as Rosella picked up the pace, fucking him harder and faster. Just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, she pulled the dildo out of him and turned him over roughly onto his back. She grabbed two of his limp, filthy hands and placed them between her legs, pussy-to-palm. "Eat it, you disgusting little toilet slave," she hissed, grinding her hips against his poor, unwashed hands. And so he did, shoving his face into her crotch and devouring every last drop of her juices and any remaining shit. Filled with a mixture of ecstasy and shame, Rosella climaxed hard, her body shuddering as she cried out in pleasure. She collapsed onto him, her sweaty skin sticking to his, their combined smell of filth and sex intoxicating. Rosella crawled off of him, smiling wickedly as she watched him crawl back to his knees, eager for more. "You've been a good little toilet slave today," she purred, before straddling him once again and plunging her pussy deep into his unwashed mouth. With a contented sigh, she began fucking his face, her fingers digging into his skull to hold him in place. As she rode his face, her hips grinding against his, the toilet slave's world was reduced to the forced entry of her musky cunt into his mouth, the taste of her skin, and the feeling of her fingers in his hair. He moaned loudly, unable to resist the filthy bliss that was being force-fed to him by his cruel yet irresistible Mistress. And so they continued, lost in a twisted dance of dominance and submission, filth and ecstasy, until they were both pukes and cum-soaked messes gasping for breath, their eyes locked on each other's in a memorable gaze of mutual deviance and desire.