Sweet Tooth, Sour Aftermath
Kitty Skatt
Filthy Scat Regimen for Premature Ejaculators
This session was meant to unfold on my terms, but my slave had other ideas. It begins with him tightly mummified in plastic wrap, utterly helpless on my bed. I left his nipples and cock exposed for my amusement, perfect for torment. I was craving the intense rush of breath control, so I sealed my firefighter mask over his face. To have him desperate for air while I torment his nipples and whisper the filthiest things in his ear was pure bliss. The final touch was my milking machine, clamped onto his cock, relentlessly pumping away. Just as I positioned myself over his mouth, ready to unleash my stream of piss, he lost all control and erupted in an unsanctioned orgasm. A disappointing lapse in discipline. The milking machine continued its work through his oversensitivity, and his reward for such a failure? A direct feeding of my shit. I watched him fight his gag reflex as the first wave filled his mouth, a battle he barely won as he swallowed. But that was merely the beginning; my bowels were heavy with so much more to give.
