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Toilet Slaves Scatology - Domestic slave Tasted Mistresss Fluids! - Part 2

Toilet Slaves Scatology - Domestic slave Tasted Mistresss Fluids! - Part 2 / Toilet Slavery

Toilet Slaves Scatology - Domestic slave Tasted Mistresss Fluids! - Part 2
Toilet Slaves Scatology - Domestic slave Tasted Mistresss Fluids! - Part 2
Toilet Slaves Scatology - Domestic slave Tasted Mistresss Fluids! - Part 2

Toilet Slaves Scatology - Domestic slave Tasted Mistresss Fluids! - Part 2

As the toilet slave knelt before his Mistress, his heart raced with anticipation and fear. He'd never imagined such a depraved training session, but he knew better than to disobey. With a nod, he parted his lips to show his obedience as she leaned down to spit into his mouth. Her saliva tasted bitter, metallic, and disgusting - exactly as it should be. It was a reminder of his place as a lowly servant who existed only to clean up after his Mistress. He swallowed her spit without hesitation, preparing himself for the next step in his training. Next, she produced a toothbrush from behind her back and held it out to him. "Open wide," she commanded. He complied, his mouth gaping as he felt her warm breath against his tongue. She pressed the bristles against his teeth, then withdrew it, returning it to her mouth. With a flick of her wrist, she flung something small and wet towards him. It landed in his lap with a splat, revealing itself to be her used feminine hygiene pad. He stared at it in horror, unable to comprehend what she wanted from him. "Clean me up," she growled, her voice like steel. He hesitated for only a moment before reaching out to touch the soiled pad. As he brought it closer, he could smell the strong, musky scent of her body fluids. It was repulsive, but he couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through him at the thought of being so intimately connected to his Mistress. Slowly, he brought the pad to his mouth, his tongue darting out to taste the sweet, tangy fluid that coated it. It was unlike anything he'd ever tasted before, but he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of arousal mixed with his revulsion. As he lowered the pad back to the ground, he felt his Mistress's hand on his shoulder, guiding him through the process. "Now, clean your own mouth," she said, her voice softening slightly. He fumbled for the toothbrush again, this time using it to scrub at his teeth vigorously. As he did so, he could feel her spit and her fluids mixing together in his mouth, creating a thick, foul-tasting brew. With a final swipe of the toothbrush, he spat out the mixture onto the ground, watching as it landed with a small splat. He looked up at his Mistress, expecting her to scold him further, but instead, he saw a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "You're doing well, slave," she said, her voice almost kind. "Remember, my fluids are sacred, and it's your duty to cleanse yourself of them." For the first time since beginning his training, the toilet slave felt a sense of pride wash over him. He may have started as a lowly servant, but he was slowly becoming one with his Mistress - body and soul.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 13min.
Video Info: 856x480 Pixel @ 1446 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 192 kb/s
Format: wmv
Size: 161MB

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