Part 5: Natalya's Humiliation Continues
Natalya couldn't believe what was happening to her. Tears streamed down her face as she watched helplessly as her friend Diana left the toilet after relieving herself, a satisfied smirk on her face. She knew exactly what was coming next. Diana had been torturing Natalya for weeks now with her newfound love for scat and toilet play. The blonde had bound and gagged Natalya, leaving her at the mercy of her own filth.
Natalya's heart raced as she heard the familiar snap of duct tape behind her. Her eyes widened in horror as she felt it being ripped from the roll and roughly pressed against her mouth. The sticky substance covered her nose, making it impossible to breathe through her nostrils. With a forceful hand, Diana pressed the tape down over Natalya's lips, sealing them shut.
Diana smiled maliciously, admiring her handiwork. "Now, my toilet slave," she purred, tugging at the chains that bound Natalya's wrists and ankles to the toilet seat, "you're going to swallow everything I give you."
Natalya whimpered beneath the gag, her body tensed in anticipation of what was to come. Diana took a massive heaping of her poop in her hand and rubbed it into Natalya's face, coating her skin with the warm, slimy mess. The smell was overwhelmingly nauseating; she could already feel her stomach churning.
"I told you to never disobey me, Natalya," Diana hissed in her ear, "and here you are, covered in my shit."
She moved to the side of the bowl and pressed a small mass of crap to Natalya's lips, where she knew the girl would have to open her mouth to accept it. With a gentle tug, it slid into her mouth, toungue grooving against the gag. Natalya retched and gagged, attempting to get rid of the taste and the feeling of the warm feces coating the inside of her mouth.
"Good girl, you're learning," Diana praised, her voice laced with sick satisfaction. She continued to force feed Natalya her poop, coating her tongue and teeth with the vile substance. The girl could feel it slipping down her throat, the taste lingering long after it was swallowed.
Diana stood up, admiring her work. She had taken control of Natalya completely, making her a pathetic, disgusting toilet slave. But there was one final test. She grabbed a handful of wet tissues and dipped them into the toilet water, pulling out a large, soapy glob of it. With precision, she squeezed it into Natalya's open mouth, over the gag. The cold, soapy water mixed with the solid waste, making it even more difficult to swallow.
Diana giggled as she watched Natalya try to resist, her body shaking with the effort. After a few minutes of struggle, Natalya finally gave in and swallowed, tasting the soapy mix of toilet water and feces. Diana couldn't be more proud. Her toilet slave had proven herself completely. She leaned in close, her breath hot against Natalya's ear. "You're mine now, Natalya. My filthy little toilet slave. You'll never forget this."
With that, Diana left the room, leaving Natalya alone to stew in her own filth and shame. The girl whimpered softly beneath her gag, tears trickling down her cheeks. She couldn't believe what she had become, but there was no denying it now. She was Diana's toilet slave, and she would have to live with the humiliation for who knows how long.
The harsh light of the bathroom illuminated her naked form, bound and humiliated, covered in duct tape and shit. Diana's triumphant laugh rang in her ears, drowning out any small sliver of hope she had left. All she could do now was wait for her next punishment, her next taste of Diana's disgusting human waste.
