Madame Ellen: Part 3 – A New Slave’s First Toilet Training, Twice Filled to the Brink
Madame Ellen Expert in scat
93 Whispers of Revenge: A Spy’s Unconventional Justice
Beneath my striking exterior lies the mind of a cunning spy, a force to be reckoned with. I caught this amateur attempting to spy on me—what a fool. I tracked him, restrained him, and seized his computer. To uncover the secrets he’s been ordered to gather about me, I need his password. Hacking would take too long, so I resorted to more creative methods. I whipped him, struck his vulnerable spots, but he refused to crack. Just as I was ready to end him, inspiration struck. I’d been holding back a pressing act while infiltrating his home, and now it became my ultimate leverage. I issued a chilling ultimatum: the password or a mouthful of humiliation. Instantly, the coward spilled the code. Mission accomplished. Yet, his audacity had pushed me too far, and I still needed relief. I teased him with lingering farts, forced him to worship my flawless form, and finally unleashed my pent-up fury directly onto his tongue. Let this be a lesson—cross me, and you’ll remember the taste of your downfall. The master spy always prevails.
