In a sensual and dominating manner, Goddess Andreea sat on her golden throne, dressed in black leather from head to toe. Her crimson locks cascaded down her back as she gazed down upon her human toilet with a sinister smirk. The scent of her freshly wiped ass still danced in the air, taunting the toilet beneath her. Andreea had other plans for this session. Today, she wanted to see her slave not only worship her ass but also relish in the sweet stench of her shit.
With a flick of her wrist, Andreea commanded her toilet to remove his clothes and kneel before her. Nervously, yet eagerly, the toilet obeyed, his cock already hardening at the thought of what was yet to come. As he knelt, Andreea raised her boot and slammed it onto his face, followed by a gloved fist slamming into his chest.
"I think it's only fair that you smell my scent first," She purred, her voice dripping with menace. "So go ahead, sniff my pantyhose."
The toilet nodded, his nose already pressed against the soft material of her pantyhose. He could smell her musk, mixed with the residue of her recent ass-wiping. Suddenly, he felt something hard pressed against his lips. It was her boot! Andreea chuckled as he eagerly licked the boot, tracing the outline of it with his tongue.
"That's a good little toilet," She said, her voice reverberating through the room. "Now, let's see how well you'll take my shit."
Before he could respond, Andreea rose from her throne and plopped down onto the toilet seat. The moment her asshole made contact with the bowl, she released a torrent of shit onto the floor. It was big and steaming, coating the tiles beneath her.
"Lick it up," She commanded.
The toilet couldn't wait. He dived his tongue deep into the pile of fresh shit, tasting the sweetness mixed with the metallic tang of her bowels. Andreea moaned in delight as he licked every inch of her shit clean. It was unlike anything he had ever tasted before; it was both disgusting and arousing all at once.
"Now, lap it up," She commanded again.
Andreea watched with a sadistic grin as the toilet lapped up her shit like a dog, his tongue working overtime to please her. Once he'd cleaned up her mess, she rose once more and approached him with an evil glint in her eye. She straddled his face, her thighs embracing his head as she pressed her dripping asshole against his lips.
"Then, clean me," She whispered huskily.
The toilet eagerly spread her cheeks, exposing her tight rosebud asshole. With his tongue, he began to probe and tease, cleaning her out as best he could. It felt warm and slick against his tongue, filling him with a deep sense of submission. Andreea moaned again, this time from pleasure as he worshipped her ass.
Satisfied, Andreea stood up and stepped onto the now-clean tiles. She grinned down at her toilet, ordering him up as well. The toilet stood before her, feeling the weight of her gaze upon him like a physical force. She pulled her shiny black gloves tight, then pressed one against his lips.
"Eat my shit," She breathed.
Hesitantly, the toilet opened his mouth wide, his eager cock now jutting out from his body. Andreea placed a mound of steaming fresh shit onto his tongue, watching as he closed his lips around it. She played with it, teasing him for a few moments before pulling it away and replacing it with another glob. Soon, he was filled with her shit, his mouth overflowing with her godly essence.
Andreea played with her shit on his tongue for several minutes, smearing it across his face and into his hair. She laughed, feeling the weight of his submission in every breath. Finally, with a flick of her gloved wrist, she released him, and he fell to the floor, a trail of her shit dripping from his lips and chin.
"Now clean yourself," She said, her voice now calm. "And remember, I will always be watching."
The toilet nodded, knowing what he must do. He cleaned himself as best he could, feeling both humbled and aroused by this encounter with his Mistress. He knew he was lucky to be here, serving a divine entity such as Andreea. As he rose to his feet, he glanced up at her, wondering what she had planned next.
Andreea smiled, an icy chill running down his spine. He knew he'd gladly take anything she had to offer, no matter how depraved or degrading. He was hers, body and soul.
