Another Day In The Life Of A Toilet Slave

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She must have been tired of stomping my body since I felt that her ass was full of sweat when she sat on my face. Man, the pain was intense and almost unbearable but being under her sweaty ass, smelling it was the perfect reminder for me as to what i was and why i was there. I was so damn happy lying under her smelly ass with my hurting body. I was her slave and she had every right to do whatever pleases her.

But I don’t give up. Because that’s not what a toilet does. A toilet doesn’t just quit being a toilet and become a coffee mug or a car seat. You can even put a toilet in an art museum and call it art — and yes, it is art — but that doesn’t change the fact that it’s still a toilet. Wife, daughter, dreamer, friend, crossfit enthusiast, coffee lover, star-gazer… I can be all those things and also be a human toilet. And to honor all those other parts of myself, I will be the best human toilet I can be.

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First of all sorry I haven’t been on here for a while, I’ve been busy playing and just get tangled in everyday life but I’m here now! You did me proud Tina, you did me very proud. Now get your shower, get on your night wear and get into bed.” So if you want to book a session get in touch. As you all know I play alongside Mistress Saskia for double sessions and of course we do single sessions too. We play Monday to Friday 10am until 10pm

My heart started pounding with absolute unbelievable excitement. I’m laughing at how amazing I feel right now!!! In he walked behind Tina, a young attractive male. I know from this image of him that Tina knows she’s in for a treat. Then, while still sitting on my chest, she removed her sneakers and shoved her feet in my face. I still get the chills while writing this, her feet on my face was smelly and sweaty. Not over smelly, but smelly enough to remind me why I was there for. Not over sweaty, but sweaty enough to feel the moist on my face after her feet is lifted. As I was lying there, smelling her feet, she was pinching both of my nipples and this went on for around 15-20 minutes. If you know you know, heavy pain is something that you do not think you can handle at first, then you get use to it for a while, but after a certain threshold as you get more tender and sensitive after continuous pain inflicting on you, you come to a point that you can not take it anymore. I was at that final point after 20 minutes of her feet resting on my face and my nipples being tortured heavily by her nails.

Tina knows I can watch that this is all happening at the right times just by going on the cam to see. It’s a two way talk cam. I can hear everything that’s happening. However she can only hear me when I press on the mike button so she never knows when I am watching.