Ice Cream Shit Disaster
I indulged in way too much ice cream and my stomach is absolutely wrecked.
Watch as your Mistress deals with the most rancid, skunk-stinking gas blasting out of my ass before I desperately need to shit.
The smell hits instantly; foul, pungent, straight-up sewage. I plant my ass on the toilet and let loose, the stench filling the entire room.
But I don't want to waste this nasty experience on porcelain alone. I want you beneath me, taking my shit-scented face sitting punishment.
Inhale every putrid fart. Suffer through my dirty ass pressed against your face after I've emptied my bowels.
This toilet trip turned into full domination; my ice cream shit destroyed this bathroom and now I'm destroying you.
Open wide and thank your Mistress for every rotten, skunk-smelling gift. Want to be my personal toilet next time?