Femdom Toilet Slave

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Kelsey added, "Poor wittle baby should have served us properly then over the last 12 years like everyone else!" The way she said slave made me realize there was no way out of this, "No.. Please fart directly into my mouth so that Kelsey wouldn't have to smell it. Because I'm your toilet and... And I deserve this." Her turd tasted so disgusting, and this was only just sitting on my tongue, imagining eating it made me want to die.

It had to be ten seconds, but her fart started to slowly leak out as I began inhaling. The egg smell turned to shit smell about 3 seconds in and I was still breathing in her fart. It turned more explosive and a very small piece of her shit escaped and landed on my upper lip, right under my nose. Kelsey laughed, but the smell hit her. History was Mrs. David and when I walked in I saw Kelsey and Kristen sitting in the second to last row. The only chair was behind Kelsey and next to their "Book Buddy", Caroline, who was seated behind Kristen.I inhaled as hard as I could and the smell of Kelsey's fresh shit went beyond my lungs and seeped into my soul. She had a very healthy diet, so her turd was very large, very smelly, and very firm.

My mouth still stained with Kelsey's shit, I started thinking about it and took their threat very seriously... My forcefulness is really just allowing the coprophilic to transform and empower himself. Oftentimes the coprophilic experiences catharsis through the coprophilic act. The catharsis comes from meeting a challenge. Eating shit is difficult. Not only is there taboo and abjection to contend with but shit tastes like shit. The coprophilic who has met this challenge and consumed through My encouragement or force experiences gratitude, growth, and transformation. Ohhhhh!!! I love it when a slave savors the flavor. Hahaha. Enjoy it, loser! Keep chewing my shit because you don't want to know what happens if you don't," Kristen rested the cane on my balls. She watched you beg for it. And she watched you chew it. And swallow it. And thank us for doing it," Kristen's smile had her glowing. Kelsey stood over me, looking down at me with contempt, "Well now we're finally allowing you to live out your existence as it was meant..."At the front of the school I saw "The Ks", both Kristen and Kelsey, spitting at freshman and smoking cigarettes. They were just such absolute bitches... But don't worry! People hardly ever piss us off enough to change toilets! You're only our second one! So you should have a good, long run of slavery in this capacity. Until then, eat. My. Shit."

Kristen took the camera, "And unless you want to replace him, you'll listen. Later, slaves. Kristen out." I couldn't move, still tied to the chair, so I did the unthinkable, "I'm... I'm so sorry. I am so, deeply sorry. Thank you, Kelsey. Thank you for farting in my face. I loved your fart and I would be honored to serve as your toilet." He got down and did it. I never fully understood it, honestly, how people just did whatever they said. All I knew is that I somehow stayed out of their warpath going on 12 years.Ooooo! I gave you a little poop mustache! I love when it just sits right under their nose like that," Kelsey was looking down at me from her squat, keeping her asshole aimed at my face. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Thank you, Kelsey! Thank you so much! Thank you for shitting in my mouth! Thank you, Kelsey for letting me eat your shit!" I knew what they wanted, but I didn't want to say it. I refused to beg Kristen to shit in my mouth. Kristen walked over to a bag and got out a very thin piece of cane. Ahh! It's so spicy! Ahhhhhh!!! My asshole is burning, but it's worth it! It's worth it to make him eat my hot dump! Ooooo!"

Kristen pulled down her jeans, "And now I'm about to feel that same pleasure. Keep that mouth open, boy. And watch my anus as I release my waste into your mouth. Observe the entire scenario as it lays before you. Ponder on how your existence has been reduced to being my toilet. Then realize what this means...." A rush of very creamy shit, like soft serve, poured out of Kristen's asshole and she sounded in pain. The beginning of senior year was here and we were all excited for school, and now that most of us had turned 18 there was a fair amount of smokers on campus, though I didn't join in myself. It is arguable that a male as a toilet is even more useful to a woman than a male as a sexual partner. No one ever needs sex. The species requires people to have sex, but not every individual must have sex to live. However, everyone must shit. All living things produce waste. Therefore, sexual utility will always be limited by non-necessity. If the desire is to ultimately be of service to a woman, sex is very limiting. Learning to consume a woman’s waste will necessitate her use of a male much more often. What submissive-minded person would not want to be not only useful but THE MOST useful? In terms of utility, arguably one of the most useful objects ever created is the toilet.Finally, now you're where you belong," Kelsey said, squatting down and putting her gorgeous butt right in my face, "Now. Smell my fart, bitch." She adjusted and started pissing all over my chest, completely soaking my shirt and then she started pissing all over my mouth Some got in my nose and I coughed it all out. She slowly squatted down, putting her ass very close to my face. I felt the heat coming off her asshole as it pushed in and out.