VIDEO REQUEST I call my slave to kneel before me, his eyes fixed on the ground, waiting for my command. He believes his only task today is to clean my sandals, to polish every strap until they shine. But I smile to myself, because I know what awaits him. Before he even touches the leather, I have a surprise preparedsomething that will test his devotion, make him tremble, and remind him that his service is more than obedience. He will learn that with me, nothing is ever as simple as it seems.
VIDEO REQUEST Here you are little helpless little man. Today I have a beautiful surprise in mind for you, I really want to have a lot of fun with you. You are trembling, you are already afraid of what will happen to you. I could crush you like a filthy worm under my feet, thats another thing Im going to overwhelm you with shit, Im itching to smother you with my poop. Today I feel particularly charged, yesterday I prepared myself great for this day, I ate a lot. I am ready I have to expel the food that my body has digested. Get ready for the mountain Im going to make you, three two one go. I knew it look how much I covered you cant see you anymore, I made at least a kilo. Now Im definitely better much looser. Look I did great I could have crushed you and killed you instead you have a chance to survive if you can eat it all. I doubt Ive made a lot you the will to live otherwise youll die under my divine shit, I dont care about anything I only care about my well-being
VIDEO REQUEST I would like a video request where you show me what you eat before defecating, if possible stewed ribs and beef broth. I would like to hear my name Fabrizio pronounced.
Today is your lucky day, slave, because you get to serve me and Mistress Dula as toilet. I start by filling a large glass with my golden champagne – your drink for the session. I order you to jerk your cock and open your mouth wide to catch every drop. Swallow fast, because Ive got plenty for you. Dont even think about coming; were just getting started. Miss Dula slides her finger into my ass. She fingers me deeply and youll lick her dirty finger clean. Then she takes a dildo, thrusts it into my ass, and moves it until I leave my load on it – your breakfast is being prepared, you toilet slut! Miss Dula follows, pissing into a glass and shitting on a plate. I top off the glass with more of my champagne so you wont go thirsty. Your meal is ready – savor it, slave.
(Censorship only in the preview)A first experience for this slave bound to the platform of my throne. He doesnt want to fail in his endeavor, so he has begged me to use any method necessary to make him a good eater loo. I have immobilized him, and now he will meet his fate…I light a cigarette to encourage stimulation and in the meantime prod him with my fancy Le Silla shoes. I spike his nipples with my stilettos and make him lick the soles, telling him that soon that mouth will have another use. And I dont mean making me an ashtray or a spittoon…Something moves in my belly, its time to make him my toilet. Slipping off my panties, I tell him he can have them as a prize if he eats it all. I squat over him, putting my asshole at his mouth, but nothing comes out. My pee escapes first. I turn around, a fart is heard, and the smell attracts his nose. Thighs apart, I urinate in his mouth with several loud, direct jets. He drinks. Now that I have freed myself in front, I need to free myself behind.I turn around, with my globe at his face, and a long, hard turd comes out going straight into his mouth. Immediately the toilet chews, partly because, given the constricting position, it suits him if he cares about his breath. Then I make two more little turds, which come off with difficulty. I pick up the fallen pieces with these pretty green gloves, and put them in his mouth. He continues. He chews, but I see he doesnt swallow. I plug his mouth and, looking into his eyes, order him to swallow. I do not remove his hand until he swallows it all. More drunk pee, more swallowed little turds, and to finish the cigarette butt to chew. Once again today I have turned a male into my toilet. Here as a prize are my panties, take them if you can….
ENGLISH SPEAKINGHe lay there, completely still, wrapped from head to toe, mummified in tight. Only his mouth was left exposed, trembling with anticipation. Mistress Yara and I circled him slowly, heels clicking against the floor, every step a reminder of who held control. His eyes, what little we could see of themwere already pleading. I turned and lowered myself just enough, presenting myself with deliberate grace. He knew what was expected. With reverence, he began to worship me, his tongue working softly, carefully. This wasnt punishment. It was privilege. He was still, silent, bound and at our mercyand in that stillness, we created the rhythm of obedience, ritual, and power. This was our world. And he was exactly where he belonged. Ready to eat and finish ALL!
Ready to use as our personal toilet. My friend starts: she has enough to fill your mouth. And what a relief when she finishes pissing. Piss is done, now toilet paper in the mouth. Then its our turn. My friend sits back a bit and pisses almost from a distance. I have a need, so I sit down and then make a little effort: the shit comes down slowly, a kind of sinuous matter that he waits for with his mouth wide open. Here it is entering his toilet mouth. Here he welcomes it with reverence and gratitude. He chews it. He swallows it. How nice, eh, toilet? Today you got the most beautiful part. Chew and worship your mistresses.
(Censorship only in the preview)I come running, with the pressing need to shit. I cant hold it in any longer, and some of it is already on me, in my underpants. The slave is immobilized, at my service, with no possibility of escape or turning his head. I want him to be always ready to satisfy me, no ifs no buts. First, I slip off my panties all dirty and make him suck them. He is not very good, and he does not do his task well. Could it be because the position is so constricting? I am not happy and with my finger I push the lingerie into his mouth, ordering him to commit himself and clean it. He still doesnt satisfy me and I have to unload… I put my panties aside and, squatting over him, I start filling his mouth with shit. Its a lot, and he is a bit on edge. He starts chewing it, making a mush of it, and a little bit at a time he swallows. I give him some more little turds, then some pee, then some more shit. Im plentiful today, and this loo swallows it all down. I also free his hand so he can help himself pick up the bits next to his mouth. I dont dirty my hands, and in fact it still bothers me that my panties are dirty. I slam them into his mouth ordering him to clean them as if he were a washing machine, because when I return I dont want any more traces of shit.
Meal to the beast. Our slave lies supine and waits. He already knows what will happen to him. One after another we give him our shit that is delicious to him. We dont fail to piss in his mouth, of course. It serves to swallow more easily. Each one has its own style, its own colour of shit and its own smell. He swallows as best he can. We help him by inserting with our gloved fingers what overflows from his mouth. Lips, tongue, teeth: nothing is saved from being covered in shit. His eyes are half-blinded. He breathes with difficulty. But he must resist: he was born for this, to be shit on by his mistresses. A final shower of spit is our greeting.
My friend has a tummy ache today, poor thing. Her shit reveals it: yellowish in colour and above all made of many fragments, which come out of her divine ass in little spurts. The toilet slave must receive them in his mouth and eat them after chewing them. What falls out, she picks up and shoves back into his mouth. A spit of saliva from the mistress can help. The paper with which she wipes her ass then has to be put where it belongs: in her mouth. Me and my other mistress friend enjoyed the scene, amused to see how obedient and devoted our john is. Now we push him on all fours on the terrace and close the French window behind him. And we burst out laughing happily. Nothing is nicer for a mistress than to humiliate these toilet-men. In reducing them more and more to our laughing-stocks.
