Natalia Kapretti, the alluring and mischievous goddess, was in a playful mood today. She had just finished emptying her bowels and was admiring the pile of diarrhea she had created. With a wicked smile on her lips, she called out to her slave. "Oh, how much I took a shit today," she teased, her voice echoing through the room.
Her eyes shone bright as she watched her slave approach her, his cock already hardening at the sight of the pile of feces. "Look at how much shit, its a big, big pile of shit," she announced proudly, kicking the mountainous mass with her bare foot. A nauseating but somehow arousing sound filled the air as the diarrhea shifted beneath her foot.
The slave could hold back no longer. He fell to his knees before her, his mouth watering at the thought of tasting his mistress's excrement. "Do you want me to eat it, Mistress?" he asked eagerly, his voice trembling with anticipation.
Natalia giggled, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Do you want to taste my delicacy, slave?" she asked, taunting him. Before he could respond, she grabbed a handful of the warm diarrhea and held it up to his face. "Smell it," she commanded.
As he breathed in the fecal stench, his cock throbbed even harder. It was a putrid odor, yet strangely intoxicating. He couldn't wait to taste it. With a nod, he leaned forward, his tongue darting out to taste the sweet, salty flavor of his mistress's shit. It was unlike anything he had ever tasted before; it was both repulsive and exhilarating.
"Mmm... and what a smell it has, just delicacy, you'll lick your fingers," Natalia groaned, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as he lapped up the diarrhea like a hungry beast. She watched, amused, as he took more and more of her shit into his mouth, moaning in delight with each bite.
The more he ate, the more excited she became. Her body began to tremble with anticipation. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. With agressive force, she pulled him towards her, and grabbed his head, making him eat her shit till the end.
After he had finished, Natalia looked down at him, her face flushed with excitement. "Have you enjoyed your meal, slave?" she purred.
The slave nodded, unable to speak, still tasting the metallic tang of feces on his tongue. His mistress grinned wickedly and reached down, pinching a clump of diarrhea between her fingers. With a soft moan, she pushed it into his open mouth, "Here, have some more."
As he chewed and swallowed obediently, she continued to play with him, dabbling her fingers in the pile of shit and then bringing them up to his mouth. "Taste this, taste that," she urged, her voice husky with desire. "Everything tastes better when it comes from me, doesn't it?"
The slave could only nod in agreement, his mind reeling with the sensations that flooded his body. He had never experienced anything like this before, and yet, he couldn't get enough. The power and control she held over him were intoxicating, and the taboo nature of their interaction only served to intensify his arousal.
Finally, Natalia stood up and stepped away from the pile of shit, her body swaying sensually. As she looked down at him, licking her fingers clean of the last traces of excrement, she knew that she had her slave utterly hooked on her perverse delicacy. And she planned on keeping him that way. "Now," she purred, "it's time for some more fun."
Natalia Kapretti: a greek goddess with an appealingly plump figure and a bratty attitude towards her slaves, loves teasing them with her nasty habits, like shitting all over the floor and making them eat it.
Slave:: a man who is deeply submissive to Natalia Kapretti, willing to do anything she desires, no matter how degrading or taboo, because he is addicted to the power and control she holds over him.
