Toilet Slaves Scatology - Female Houseslave Retrained as Human Toilet! - Full

Once upon a time in a lavish castle, there lived a cruel master who owned many servants. Among his servants was a beautiful young woman named Isabella. She had been trained as a house slave and was quite efficient in her chores. However, she harbored a deep dark secret: she had a scat fetish. She found pleasure in the filthiest of tasks, and her love for dirt and excrement only grew stronger within her.

One fateful day, Isabella disobeyed her master one too many times. She had ignored his calls and failed to attend to him properly. Enraged by her incompetence, he seized her from her chambers and dragged her to his own. As he entered his grand chamber, the air was thick with the scent of filth and decay. Isabella trembled in fear at what her master might do to her next.

Her master, a beast of a man, wasted no time in humiliating his unworthy servant. He tore off her clothes, revealing her soft, pale skin as he pushed her to the floor. She tried to beg for mercy, but he ignored her pleas. He looked down at her, a wicked grin spreading across his face, and spoke in a chilling voice: "If you can't serve me properly as a servant, maybe you'd be better off as my toilet."

Isabella's blood ran cold at these words. Her fear turned into horror as she realized what was about to happen to her. Her master was not known for his kindness; he had a reputation for being vile and cruel. And now it seemed that he had evil plans for his poor servant.

Without any further hesitation, her master grabbed Isabella by her hair and yanked her onto her knees. He then proceeded to wipe his dirty feet all over her face. Isabella couldn't believe what was happening. Tears streamed down her cheeks as the filth covered her face. Still, she couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of arousal from the molestation.

Feeling satisfied with his disgusting act, her master walked towards a large chamber pot. He pulled Isabella up and sat her in front of it, pushing her face into its putrid stench. He then positioned himself behind her and used her as a urinal, pissing directly into her open mouth. The hot, steaming urine flowed down her throat, filling her with a sense of nausea and ecstasy all at once.

Isabella's mind was spinning. She couldn't comprehend what was happening to her. One moment, she was a respected house slave, and now, she was being treated like a piece of flesh, nothing more than a toilet for her master's filth. Tears continued to flow as she awaited her fate, trembling in fear and anticipation.

Finally, her master ordered her to stand up and prepare herself for his 'main course.' With trepidation, Isabella did as she was told. Her master grabbed her by the waist and positioned himself between her legs. His cock, already hard and throbbing, was ready to be plunged deep into his human toilet. He then thrust himself into her, filling her with his massive girth.

The pain was excruciating, but Isabella couldn't stop herself from moaning in pleasure. She was being used as a piece of meat, a living sex toy for her master's perverse desires. As he continued to pound into her, she could feel his hot, sticky cum building up inside her. She knew what was coming...

Without warning, her master erupted inside her. His hot cum filled her mouth, coating her tongue and teeth with his thick, salty seed. She swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of her master's essence. She was his toy, and she would do whatever he wanted, no matter how degrading or filthy the act might be.

Now adequately 'prepped,' her master sat back on the toilet, his asshole staring Isabella in the face. She couldn't believe what was about to happen next. Her master positioned himself, and without any warning, he pushed out a massive load of shit. It was a mud pie, a sloppy, sticky mess that splattered all over Isabella's face. Her eyes widened in shock as she felt the filth covering her already dirty body. She was his toilet now, and there was nothing she could do about it.

As if this wasn't enough, her master continued to use her as his toilet, defecating on her over and over again. Isabella cried and begged for mercy, but all she received was more filth and humiliation. Throughout it all, a twisted sense of pleasure coursed through her body, making her crave more of her master's disgusting affections.

Days turned into weeks, and Isabella learned to live her new life as her master's toilet. She had no control over her body or mind anymore. All she wanted was to be used and abused by her cruel master. Despite the filth and degradation, she found a dark pleasure in serving him as his personal toilet. And so, Isabella's story continues...