Part 5 β Conditioning of a Toilet Slave
Now Mistress Eva was in proper Mistress uniform. Black, thigh-high leather boots with laces running all the way up the front. Wide, black fishnets peeked out the top of the boots, pulled up by black leather suspenders attached to a red garter belt. She untied them momentarily and removed her black, leather panties. Up top she wore an ornate red corset that proudly pushed up all the glory of her cleavage. There wasn't much creativity to the golden shower offered by Mistress Eva, standing still as she urinated over Claudia's upper crotch area.
"Now that the boring formalities are done with, let's make you......repulsive," she announced.
Claudia could see the perfection in Mistress Eva's ass as she positioned it directly above her cum and shit filled mouth. She wasn't using the toilet seat though, instead lifting it so that she could squat in deeper and closer to Claudia's mouth. Despite Mistress Eva's ass hovering merely centimeters away from her face, Claudia still noticed the definition in her thigh muscles as she squat with impeccable poise and posture. Mistress Eva leaned forward and peered down at Claudia's face, fixing her aim to the precision of millimeters.
"You're about to find out why I'm the best scat Mistress in England," she promised. "Just as Klaus is known for his loads of cum, I'm famous for the size of my shits, and I can drop them exactly where and when I want them."
Claudia was terrified. She didn't know where to look as she glanced between the flexing rectum before her and Mistress Eva's look of concentration staring down at her. Both the Mistress and Claudia gasped as her asshole opened far wider than the other woman.
"I've been holding this in for 3 days so I hope you've built up an appetite."
Testament to how close she was, Claudia could already taste and smell every particle of defecation that was waiting for her inside those bowels. Nothing came out the first time, so she gave Claudia's lip's a little courtesy rub with her asshole; smearing some previous residue. The sphincter opened up again to a loud crackling sound followed by a roar of flatulence. It was so strong, the gust of gas rushing into her mouth felt almost solid. Claudia braced again. More than ever, Claudia was feeling each and every restraint that Mistress Eva had strategically placed against her face and body, she knew it would be futile trying to evade what was imminent.
Another push and this time the gates opened. Out rushed a thick, controlled snake of bright brown shit. With the cocktail of muck that was already in her mouth, Claudia could only take a few obstructed breaths before impact. Her clenched throat closed milliseconds before the heavy load collided against the closed wall at the rear of her mouth. As the consistent stream went on, Claudia knew she would soon be relying on her stretched nostrils as her sole source of air.