Lockdown Toilet Slave: No water! No paper! No problem! (Femdom Toilet Slaves Book 2)

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Or, two murderwives discover how much they want to be each other’s human toilet. Language: English Words: 8,083 Chapters: 2/2 Collections: 1 Comments: 16 Kudos: 85 Bookmarks: 25 Hits: 8,424 While I was getting cleaned up I tried not to think about what I was trying scrape off my face was shit. I tried so hard not to think about what just had happened as I was worried that the consciousness may lead me to throw up.

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Yes, Mistress." I hung my harness and thong on the peg and placed my sandals on the floor below them. Then I lay down on the bed.

We'll know after he eats your load of shit. Jesus, Kristen. You REALLY did it this time, too. That's a big pile of shit." Harley and Ivy learn that Ivy’s superpowers make scat play a possibility. Naturally, Harley goes for it. b) Where said command may cause extreme damage to slave’s life, such as losing their job, causing family stress,etc. which is about 200 miles away from their home. So, it was only me and my aunt stayed at home most of the time. So, here I will start the way this thing allHe 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. I don’t actually write smut but if you get inspired you can Language: English Words: 2,718 Chapters: 8/? Collections: 2 Comments: 22 Kudos: 194 Bookmarks: 1 Hits: 14,386 First couple of months, I went to the university early morning and came home in the evening, and had a little chat with my aunt before going to bed. One day we Then the reality hit again right after the swallow. I had shit into my stomach. "Damn, what have I done?" Which of course followed by a huge gag reflex and an urge to flee. I tried to get myself up as a reflex but I was bound and had a very little wiggle space. I was selected to a local university which is about 150 miles away from my home. And my parents asked me to stay in my aunt's place (which is just near the