Toiletslaveanddommes - COCK ABUSED WITH HEELS THEN DIARRHEA

Goddess Kimmie couldn't help herself; she was feeling extra horny again. Without any hesitation, she summoned her loyal toilet slave to her presence. The poor wretch trembled in fear as he bowed before her, his eyes fixated on her shapely legs hidden beneath her mini-skirt. "Hurry up, toilet slave," Kimmie ordered, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I need to use the bathroom. Make it quick since I'm having myself a real nasty orgasm right now." The toilet slave, trembling with fear and anticipation, knelt before her and presented his wet mouth, waiting eagerly for his mistress's command. Kimmie smiled wickedly as she watched him squirm and shiver under her gaze. With a devilish gleam in her eye, Kimmie reached down and put on her stilettos, slowly sliding them up and down over his throbbing shaft. "That's it, slave," she purred. "Feel the heat of my footwear as it ravages your pathetic cock. It's almost time for your reward." As if on cue, Kimmie's cheeks began to puff up and her body tensed with excitement. She grabbed the toilet slave's head and forced him to stare into her eyes as she gave in to her carnal desires, her body shuddering with pleasure. Finally sated, Kimmie pulled her heels away from the toilet slave's throbbing cock, leaving behind a trail of saliva and precum. With a cruel chuckle, she yanked his head up by his hair and forced him to watch as she unbuttoned her pants, revealing her sheer black panties. "See that, slave?" she taunted. "I know you can't wait to taste this hot ass." Without warning, Kimmie lowered her panties to her knees and kicked them off, sending them flying across the room. The toilet slave caught a whiff of her musky scent and his cock twitched in anticipation. But before he could even touch his mistress, Kimmie let loose a fart that would have made any man proud. The hot, putrid stench filled the room as she watched with delight as her toilet slave struggled to contain his own excitement. "Oh, don't worry, slave," Kimmie laughed. "You'll be tasting this soon enough. First, let me show you how much I appreciate your service." Kimmie raised her foot and brought it crashing down onto the toilet slave's now-engorged cock, grinding her heel into his balls. The pain was excruciating, but the toilet slave couldn't help but moan in pleasure as he felt the heat of her footwear engulf him. Kimmie smiled smugly as she watched her toilet slave writhe in pain-turned-pleasure beneath her. She pulled her panties up to her waist and lewdly exposed her glistening pussy to him. "That's right, slave," she purred. "I know you've been dreaming about this moment. Go ahead, taste me." The toilet slave couldn't believe his luck. He had served his Mistress well, and now he was finally rewarded with the taste of her sweet, juicy pussy. He wrapped his mouth around her clit, teasing it with his tongue before diving in to taste her nectar. Goddess Kimmie thrust her hips forward, grinding her pussy against her toilet slave's face as she felt the hot cum rise within her. She paused for a moment, savoring the sensation before releasing her hot, sticky load into her slave's mouth. As she felt the last drops of her cum disappear down his throat, Kimmie let out a satisfied sigh. "Good boy," she cooed, ruffling his hair affectionately. "Now, aren't you ready to taste some diarrhea?" The toilet slave, still reeling from the intense orgasm he had just given his Mistress, nodded eagerly, his mouth watering in anticipation. Kimmie let out another loud, satisfying fart, filling the room with its foul stench once more. And then, she leaned forward, inviting her toilet slave to taste the sweet, salty nectar that dripped from her ass. As they shared this intimate moment together, the toilet slave couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment and pride. He was her toilet slave, after all, and he had never felt more fulfilled in his life.