Toilet Slaves Scatology - Hot Instructor Shits on My Face! - Part 2

In the second part of this scatological tale, the young student found himself enthralled by his hot female instructor's toilet slave domination antics. As she continued her descent onto his face, she grinded her barely concealed erection against him, driving him further into submission.

As her piercing eyes pinned him down, she lowered her glistening asshole into view and commanded him to open wide. His eager tongue darted out towards the inviting opening, anxious to taste the forbidden fruits of his instructor's bowel movements. The heat emanating from her tight anal opening was intoxicating as he began to explore every inch of her scented rosebud with his tongue.

Sensing his increased arousal, she pulled her cunt up close to his face and began to tease him with the scent of her freshly washed pussy. Her fingers danced across his lips, begging him to taste her sweet nectar. But before he could respond, she lowered her cunt onto his face once again, burying his nose deep into her wet folds.

Moans of pleasure escaped her lips as she ground herself against his face, her hips moving erratically like those of a runaway metronome. She gyrated her hips wildly, forcing her clit against his lips demanding that he pay homage to her sexual prowess. His tongue darted out instinctively, tasting every Last drop of her essence as it dripped down onto his tongue.

Just when he thought she was about to cum all over his face, she suddenly pulled away with a mischievous grin. "Not yet, my toilet slave," she growled, her voice low and seductive. "Now it's time to demonstrate your true obedience."

She stood up and walked over to the toilet, her vuelve from behind partially obscuring her body from his view. He could hear the familiar sound of liquid splashing against porcelain before she returned, a steaming hot pile of freshly shit food in her hands. She crushed it into a small ball and dragged it across his face, taunting him with its warm, intoxicating aroma.

Her intentions were clear: she wanted him to taste her shit. As he opened his mouth obediently, she placed the small ball on his tongue, savoring the look of pure disgust and arousal that crossed his face simultaneously.

He closed his eyes tight, completely surrendering to her every command. The taste of her shit was both repulsive and exhilarating at the same time, causing an unfamiliar stirring in his gut. But he didn't care; he would do anything for her, his head filled with images of her dominating him like this forever.

As if reading his mind, she nodded slowly, her eyes filled with malicious glee. "You are truly my toilet slave," she purred, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "Now let me show you what happens when you disobey me."