"We wouldn't want to make a mess any bigger on your current bed, right detainee?"
Officer Rosemary asked the man, and the only response she got was the sounds of him choking on liquid shit. Good enough of an answer for her.
Quickly, she rose to her feet, while also pulling at his hair, causing the man to stumble forward. With a careful shove, she quided his falling body towards the dirty porcelain bowl, into which he fell face first.
Feeling the cold water washing off some of the filth of his face was almost relieving, but even that didn't last long. The strict officer watching over him refused to give her toilet any breaks, and slammed her ass onto the back of his head, pushing his face deeper into the bowl, his nose, mouth and eyes now fully submerged into the toilet water.
"If I remember correctly, an average person can hold their breath for about a minute or so. So just for you, I'll make this quick!"
The Goddess said, though it's not like he could hear her. She wasted no time in pushing out her waste, her whole body becoming extra tense. Within seconds, the running shit that has been spraying over the man's head started pooling up in the bowl, and around his face.
The poor soul was literally drowning in her filth, involuntarily swallowing down mouthfulls of shitty water at first, and pure liquid shit later. His nostrils weren't spared either, receiving a nice throughtful nasal lavage, ensuring he will be taking in the smell of Rose's asshole with each breath for quite a while.
Well, if he even survives that is.
After some time, certainly longer tha one minute, Rosemary finally felt relieved enough to get off her unfortunate prisoner. She stretched out her back and took a good look at the toilet, both of them. She might've went a bit too far, seeing the man still lying face down in the shitter and the dirty toilet water overflowing out of the bowl, all over the prison cell's floor. So much for not making a bigger mess.
She pulled him backwards by his shirt's collar, causing him to fall limply on his back, his mouth and nose completely waterlogged, and his stomach bloated.
Now, the right idea was to give him a much needed mouth to mouth, but Rosemary would never put her lips to something so filthy. So she instead chose for another option, a much better one she believed.
She raised her boot and brought it down onto man's stomach full force. At once, at least one gallon of toilet water left the man's mouth and nose, as he was retching on the floor, coughing up whatever remained.
But he was alive, and that's all that mattered to Officer Rosemary.
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