Only Disgust Therapy can heal him: Perverted Nurses prescribe Piss & Scat

Step into my world of dominance, where my slave becomes my personal carpet for the first time. Watch as I test his endurance under my merciless trampling. I promise him a reward—an orgasm at our next session—if he proves himself worthy. He lies helpless beneath me, ordered to worship my heel, taking it deep into his mouth while my other stiletto grinds into his cock. I relish his suffering, pressing my heel harder into his cock and balls as he obediently licks my shoe. I walk over his entire body with my heels, from his chest to his legs, leaving him writhing in pain. I command him to turn over, and my heels mark his back, leaving visible traces of my power. Afterward, he removes my shoes and massages my feet, desperate to please. I warn him: if he dares return, he must prepare his ass for my strap-on, stretching it to satisfy my desires.

Only Disgust Therapy can heal him: Perverted Nurses prescribe Piss & Scat

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LADY SCARLET – NOT THE FEET BUT THE SHIT hd

(Censorship only in the preview)I am sitting comfortably on my Chesterfield sofa, wearing only a silk dressing gown that occasionally reveals my breasts. My bare feet rest on a slave that I totally ignore. At least until I start feeling movements in my belly…. Oh yes, I have to shit and the urge is getting stronger and stronger! It means that this human footstool will also be my toilet. Just as well, lets move things around a bit…I arrange the sleeper so as not to dirty the sofa and take off my panties. I make him kiss my feet, which he knows well, including their scent. But my intimate perfume, when I make him smell my red thong, is a novelty.I cant resist any longer, I have to defecate.I find a comfortable position so that my anus is at his mouth and I start to expel. Out comes all the shit that from above falls partly into his mouth, partly on his cheek and on the ground. This slave is reduced to a latrine. I wipe my ass and order him to eat. He obeys, chewing and swallowing. I pick up what has come out, including a nice turd, and feed him, even putting a foot on his throat to make him understand that he had better swallow it all if he doesnt want to smother. He complies, even licking my shit-stained fingers. Time to flood him with a stream of urine straight into his mouth and face. Having freed my bladder, more shit comes out, which the slave tastes and swallows.He looks like shit, but at least he satisfied my needs, the more visceral, the more primitive ones. I turn away from the stench, verbally humiliating him….

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MISTRESS GAIA – SHIT AND TORMENT – HD

CUSTOMER REQUESTENGLISH SPEAKINGCamera 2 (very cruel): After dinner, you return home. Your sandals have dirty soles. You sit on the sofa and check the shoes and socks in camera one. You ordered her to clean your sandals, and then you whipped her. Because she only cleaned your shoes, but your socks are still very dirty. After the sandals are cleaned, you command her to take off the sandals. You use a clip with a chain to clamp her nipple and place the socks on the chain. You ordered her to stand up and open her legs. You also stood up and kicked her pussy hard. 50 times, very cruel. During your kicking of her, the socks must not fall to the ground, otherwise the count will be reset. After completion, you sit on the sofa and command her to kneel in front of you. You can use your feet to play with the clip with the chain, or place your feet on the chain as a footstool. After a while, you suddenly pulled the clip off with your foot, which was very painful, but you didnt care. She knelt in front of you, and you continued to ravage her breasts, pinching her nipples with your toes. Your breasts dont belong to you, I can use them freely, you tell her. So you decided to leave your footprints on your breasts. You ignored her pain and kicked her breasts very hard. First one foot, then the other, and finally the feet alternate like kicking a ball. You exerted a lot of ******. Your footprints were left on both breasts in the end. How beautiful! The female slave is in great pain, she kneels on the ground and begs for mercy from you. You dont care, you kick her head hard until youre tired. You make her kneel in front of you, place your feet on her legs, and constantly slap her with your hands. This may be your last chance, dont let me down again, you tell her. Do you know how to make a qualified toilet? When I finish defecating, you must also empty your mouth and finish all the poop. Remember, dont let me down again. You make her lie on the ground, open her mouth wide, and poop in her mouth. She needs to eat quickly. When you finish pooping, she also eats up all the poop and empties her mouth. After checking and confirming that her mouth is clean, spit at her and then throw the paper into her mouth. Tell her to clean it up.

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Stretching Rack Feeding and CBT Discipline by Lady Liana

Slave Martin is stretched out and fully restrained on the rack, under the strict command of Lady Liana. She doesn’t waste time — after intense cock and ball squeezing, she proceeds to feed him a filthy mush straight from her hand. Helpless and humiliated, the slave has no choice but to swallow. This scene delivers powerful CBT and ******-feeding under full domination.

Stretching Rack Feeding and CBT Discipline by Lady Liana

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Scat Breakfast & Brutal CBT for Slave Martin

Mistress Charlotte dominates her helpless toilet slave Martin with no mercy. The scene begins with extreme CBT – cock and ball squeezing, slapping, and brutal trampling. His pain is only the beginning. Mistress then prepares his breakfast: warm and fresh scat. She ******-feeds him every bite, humiliating him completely while keeping him restrained and obedient. Full toilet use, extreme femdom, and slave training session with real filth and hardcore abuse.

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Swallowing ? Test Reload ?

After a long time, its finally time for our legendary and merciless excrement swallowing test! Together with Princess Maywa, we prepare our slave to drink our piss and eat our shit. We use a few tools to make sure he does what we want him to do. First, I squeeze his sensitive balls into a humbler and his nipples are fitted with brutal breast clamps. Princess Maywa also uses an electric baton – after all, that never hurt anyone. Will the human toilet slave be able to meet our requirements? I can say one thing in advance: its a pretty dirty affair, in the truest sense of the word. And Maywa and I will definitely immortalize ourselves on our shit-eater!

Swallowing ? Test Reload ?

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LUDOVICA LUXURY -SLAPS, FARTS AND SCAT

The evening had wrapped up with a lavish and elegant dinner at the splendid Maison Dupont, an event masterfully orchestrated by my friend Mistress, bringing together seven of us—each a Mistress, each breathtakingly beautiful—in a display of style and abundance. The dining room glowed with crystal and candlelight, the table still strewn with the remnants of a sumptuous feast: fine porcelain plates streaked with truffle sauce, half-empty glasses catching the flickering light, and silver trays now bare, mute witnesses to a night of indulgence. We wore elegant dresses that clung to us like a second skin: mine was a deep bordeaux, a rich, velvety hue that flowed over my body like a shadowed promise; another shimmered in a long light blue gown, ethereal and captivating; another blazed in a vibrant orange dress that seized every glance; two of us were cloaked in black, their attire radiating timeless elegance and an air of command; and so on, each of us an emblem of grace and power. But after all that food, we craved a way to unwind, to digest, and above all, to amuse ourselves in our own unique fashion. We traded knowing smiles, sinking into the plush velvet sofas of the adjoining room, the air thick with the scent of spices and the crackling warmth of the lit fireplace. “We need some fun to cap off the night,” my friend, the hostess, declared, her tone teetering between whimsy and command, and we all nodded, our eyes alight with shared mischief. From the slaves who had served dinner—quiet figures, shadows in our service—we singled out one, a fellow with slightly stooped shoulders but a demeanor suggesting he could bend without breaking. “You,” I called, lifting a finger with a regal flourish, the bordeaux silk of my dress rustling faintly against the velvet. “Come here. Dinner’s over, but your duties aren’t.” He approached, cautious yet compliant, sensing his role as a servant would stretch into the after-dinner hours. “Entertain us,” another Mistress added, her voice soft but laced with challenge, leaving the how unspecified—for the how, after all, was ours to decide, and we’d start it without even rising from the sofa. We began leisurely, staying comfortably seated, as if it were a game unfolding effortlessly. I went first: from my spot, I extended a hand, the bordeaux sleeve brushing the air, and delivered a sharp slap across his cheek, the crisp sound slicing through the room’s stillness like a sudden snap. He flinched, his skin reddening under my palm, but stayed put, eyes lowered in a blend of respect and surprise. The Mistress in light blue, seated beside me, leaned forward slightly and struck the other cheek, her delicate fingers leaving a faint sting behind. One by one, all seven of us joined in, our hands taking turns in a dance of slaps—some light and teasing, others more firm—turning his face into a canvas of flushed red, all without budging from the velvet cushions. Our laughter wove together, the rhythm of palms against his skin marking our delight, while the fireplace popped and hissed, a warm, wild accompaniment. But that wasn’t enough. “Let’s switch to our feet,” the Mistress in orange suggested, a mischievous grin curling her lips, and the idea sparked a gleam in our eyes. Still seated, we slipped off our shoes—décolleté, sandals, heels that had grazed the parquet during dinner—and set them beside us, our bare feet ready to take over. I started: lifting a foot from the sofa, my black-polished nails glinting in the firelight, I struck his cheek with the sole, a soft yet humiliating blow that made him sway. The Mistress in light blue, without shifting, stretched out a leg and slapped him with her foot, her smooth skin gliding over his already-marked face, leaving a warm trace on his cheek. One by one, our bare feet took over—some with vividly painted nails, others scented with fine lotions—hitting him relentlessly from the sofa, from face to neck, until he trembled under our attention. He let out faint groans, sounds that mingled with our laughter, his face now a mess of red marks and moist eyes, yet he didn’t dare resist. At that moment, the hostess, my friend, shifted on the sofa, a sly smirk spreading across her face. “Enough of this,” she said, rising with a graceful sweep of her dress that rustled like an elegant whisper. “Lie down on the floor,” she ordered, her voice firm yet playful, pointing to the space before us. He hesitated briefly, then complied, stretching out on his back, his wiry frame laid bare under the flickering light. She stood over him, adjusting her gown, and announced, “I’ve got a fart coming, and you’re going to take it right in your mouth.” We all snickered, watching as she positioned herself above his face, lifting her dress slightly and crouching just enough. He opened his mouth, perhaps expecting a mere puff of air, but as she pushed, something unexpected slipped out—a muffled sound followed by a tiny, solid piece, a “coated fart” that landed straight in his mouth. We erupted into laughter, a booming, uncontrollable wave that filled the room—me in my bordeaux, the light blue Mistress, the orange one, the two in black—all clutching our sides at the sight. He froze, eyes widening in shock, clearly not expecting a mouthful of shit as part of his entertainment role. “What a humiliation!” I exclaimed between gasps, tears of mirth streaking my face. The hostess stepped back, still chuckling, and rejoined us on the sofa, her composure hardly shaken. “That’s what you get for volunteering,” one of the black-clad Mistresses teased, her tone dripping with mockery, as my foot—still warm from the meal—delivered a final slap to his jaw from my velvet perch, making him stagger to his knees. But we knew it wasn’t regret he felt—it was a privilege for him, a rare honor to be the centerpiece of our amusement, seven Mistresses toying with him, topped off with that unforgettable twist. We settled back, our elegant dresses—my bordeaux, the light blue, the orange, the two blacks—rustling against the velvet, sated and with lighter stomachs, while he knelt before us, breathless, overwhelmed, and now with a taste he’d never forget, a servant who had served beyond all expectation. “What a night,” I murmured, and the others laughed again, a chorus of voices sealing our triumph in the dim glow of Maison Dupont.

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Our human ladies WC ??

Im visiting Miss Gaia in Italy and, as is usually the case, ladies have to go to the toilet at some point. Her useless human waste garbage can is just what we need, as its good for nothing except pissing and shitting. If he can even manage that. And so Miss Gaia and I keep filling it up with our pee, straight from the source and also collected in a dog bowl. Miss Gaia also has to poop, a good toilet opens its mouth and picks up, its as simple as that!

Our human ladies WC ??

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Shit Sandwich For My Returning Toilet Slave (HD)

I was angry from my slave because he did something wrong, so I decided to punish him by not feeding him anymore with my Shit, but after many days he lost lots of weight and the reason because he had a hunger strike because he cant eat any food except my shit!he was on normal food strike because he doesnt enjoy any food except my delicious shit:) He tried for long time to do anything to let me forgive him, and after I forgave him he stayed begging me for many days to use him again as my human toilet as he was losing lots of weight because of not eating for long timethen now he is lucky again to eat my shit that will fill all his mouthWhat a lucky human toiletI will make a big shit sandwich for him, he will eat some for lunch and keep the rest for dinner so he returns back healthyHD

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