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I've finally decided to let slave gimpy out of his metal chastity device, and obviously he's immediately hard. Being in chastity while I tease him with my body has him ready for whatever touch I bestow upon him. This should be fun.
I slide my bare feet onto his cock, trailing my toes along his shaft and head. It's footjob time, and I know he'll be ready to cum at any minute. But will I let him? Will I let him cum like a foot freak?
I know how badly you need me to take a dump on you. Use you. Make you flush. And I'm more than happy to do it. After all, it's what you need, and it's what I love to do. What a match made in heaven.
It's funny -- you've spent so much time looking for someone who understands your...unique...toilet fetish, and somehow the stars have aligned, and you've found me. Lucky you.
It's time to up the ante on teasing slave gimpy. After that footjob, I know my work is cut out for me. If anything, it might be difficult to prevent him from cumming -- but I'm sure up to the task.
I slide my hands on his cock, gently crazing his skin knowing that he's deeply on edge from earlier. I want to draw out the handjob. I want to edge him so that the lightest touch makes him cum, all the while he's associating his orgasm with the scent of my armpits and my feet. I rub my pits and feet into his face while edging him, making him lick and clean me while I continuously edge him.
Of course he cums -- but at what cost? After all, that cum needs to go somewhere, right?
I see you for the gross little bitch you are, and today it's time for you to physically embody that with a couple of very disgusting tasks! Each task brings you lower and lower, until I finally make you masturbate to your own nasty behavior in the most post-orgasm-regret type of way.
"How can I become your live-in toilet?" I've heard this question a thousand times (if not more), and I'm here to talk to you about the harsh realities of becoming a permanent fixture in my bathroom. You're going to suffer mentally, physically, socially, and financially, but it's all worth it just to spend time catching the kaviar out of my ass, isn't it?
Your sexual interests have gotten more and more hardcore over time, haven't they? You've delved deeper into taboo with every time you peruse porn now. Normal things don't get you off anymore. (I suspect they never have.) And here you are, face first with the nadir of your sexual obsessions. Here you are, wishing that I could drop a deuce on you.
How funny that you've ended up here! I'm not surprised really. You might tell me that it's just a one-time thing, that you'll never think about it ever again... but I know better. I know what you are. You're a toilet bitch. And you're MY toilet bitch now.