Today, my submissive woman formed an unexpected bond with the porcelain throne. In her absence, I had been compelled to relieve myself in its cold embrace for four consecutive days. As a result, I decided to share this intimate experience with her, allowing her to consume my waste and express her gratitude to this newfound companion.
The toilet and my submissive have become inseparable, as she eagerly licked its surface, expressing her admiration for its service. In order to further solidify their bond, I plan to defecate directly into the bowl, compelling her to extract the waste with her bare hands and consume it entirely, thus completing their union.
The sight of my submissive, immersed in filth, is a source of great pleasure for me. After she had finished consuming my waste and cleaning the toilet, I granted her the privilege of smoking, her face still stained with feces. She reveled in her own impurity, her desires ignited. This filthy, restroom-obsessed nymphomaniac begs for more, her lust and sexual frustration palpable.