As Madame Ellen, I have always been known for my incredible skill in finding the most delectable and submissive slaves to serve at my beck and call. My latest acquisition was no different. He was a young man, eager to please and with a look of pure devotion in his eyes. I could tell from the very beginning that he was destined to be my personal toilet slave.
I began by testing his pain thresholds, ever so slightly pressing on his most sensitive areas. He winced in pain but did not make a sound. This was a good sign; it meant he could tolerate the discomfort I would inevitably put him through.
Next, I decided to test his ability to endure the humiliation that comes with serving as a toilet slave. I instructed him to kneel on the cold bathroom floor, facing my toilet bowl, and placed a toilet seat cover on it. "Wait here," I commanded, exiting the bathroom for a moment.
Upon my return, I stepped gracefully onto the toilet seat cover and positioned myself gently on the toilet bowl. As I relieved myself, I watched his face contort in a mix of shame and arousal as he caught a glimpse of my shapely legs dangling above him.
I didn't waste another moment before calling him over. "Open up," I demanded harshly, pointing to my exposed ass. Unquestioningly, he obeyed, peeling back his lips to reveal his quivering tongue.
Without warning, I pressed the tip of my ass against his lips, gently at first, then harder as I felt him struggle against his instincts. He tried valiantly to resist the urge to taste my divine shit, but it was no use.
His resistance crumbled as I pushed harder against his mouth, feeling his tongue slide across my anus. His moans of pleasure resonated in the room as he finally gave in to his desires. The look of pure submission on his face was enough to make me shiver with delight.
"Good boy," I cooed softly, pulling my ass away from his mouth and standing up from the toilet bowl. "Now you know your place under my divine Mistress ass." With a laugh, I walked out of the bathroom, leaving him there, head hanging in shame and coated in my sweet scent
