Scat-Princess Mini Series - The Feeding and Filling of a Toilet Slave Part 3 Tifany

Princess Tifany giggled evilly as she approached her plastic-wrapped toilet slave, her high heels clopping against the cold bathroom tiles. With a sinister grin, she pulled out a mallet from behind her back and rhythmically tapped it against her thigh, eliciting an even deeper thrill from within her. Her eyes glinted with mischief as she lifted the mallet over head, preparing to bring it crashing down onto his defenseless cock and balls.

The poor slave whimpered beneath his breath, his muffled cries barely audible through the mask gagging him. He squirmed helplessly in his bonds, feeling the soft yet forbidding plastic enveloping his body. His eyes darted frantically around the room, desperately searching for some means of escape or even mercy. But he knew better than to hope for either from this demented Scat-Princess.

With a sickening thud, Tifany brought the mallet crashing down on the slave's groin, making him cry out in agony. She frowned in discontent, her face twisted with cruel delight. "Pathetic," she hissed, raising the mallet once more. Before she could strike again, however, an idea popped into her twisted mind. She smirked to herself and retrieved a device from one of the cabinets. Consisting of a smooth rubber tube and a nozzle, it looked innocuous enough – that is, until one took note of the tap at its end. This was precisely what Tifany had in mind.

Laughing manically, she fixed the nozzle over the slave's gaping mouth hole and attached the tube to the tap. With a single flick, she turned on the water forcefully, sending a stream of cool liquid gushing into the slave's gaping throat. The man's body jerked violently as he tried to pull away, but the plastic wrap held him tight. His eyes bulged from their sockets as he choked and gagged on the water, tears streaming down his face. But despite his desperation, he could do nothing to stop his Scat-Princess's torment.

As the water continued to fill his body, Tifany moved behind him and tsked, shaking her head disapprovingly. "You really are pathetic," she growled, her breath tickling the nape of his neck. With sickening intent, she unsheathed a butcher's knife and positioned it inches away from his exposed asshole. The slave's eyes widened in horror as he realized what she was about to do, whimpering and pleading silently through the gag. But it was too late. With one swift motion, she sliced open his ass, revealing his puckered rosebud underneath.

Tifany chuckled darkly, her fingers teasing the exposed skin. "I think it's time to see if this toilet slave of yours can still serve his purpose," she purred. With that, she released the contents of her bladder onto the mound of his stomach, flattening it beneath the force of her stream. Her hot piss coursed through his body, mixing with the water from the hose. The man grimaced and shivered under the onslaught, his once flat stomach now bulging with Tifany's urine and the remnants of his meal.

As the Scat-Princess continued to empty her bladder, she took a step back to admire her handiwork. The poor slave was now little more than a human toilet, his entire body filled with her piss and shit. She giggled deviously, her eyes fixed on the bulge in his ass. "Ah, I see you've been a good boy," she cooed, reaching down to stroke his inflated rectum. With a mischievous smirk, she gave it a harder squeeze, sending another wave of liquid pleasure coursing through the hapless man's body. "Just imagine how full you're going to be after I take a massive dump in you," she purred, her voice laced with dark desire.