It had been an incredibly exhausting day for Bastienne. She had worked tirelessly on her new project at the office, and all she could think about now was coming home and collapsing into her plush bed. Her perfect little toilet slave, Mr. Piggy, would be waiting obediently for her return, ready to serve his mistress in any way she desired.
As she walked through the front door of her luxurious home, Bastienne was immediately hit by the sweet aroma of warm buttery croissants wafting through the air. Mr. Piggy had clearly prepared a feast for his mistress, just as she had requested. With a contented sigh, she kicked off her heels and made her way to the kitchen to enjoy her well-deserved dinner.
Mr. Piggy was waiting for her at the kitchen table, dressed in his usual attire - a small apron over his bare bottom and a bow tie around his neck. He quickly rose to his feet as she entered the room, his bright blue eyes filled with adoration for his mistress. She watched as he trembled slightly, anticipating her next command.
"Sit," she commanded, gesturing to the chair opposite hers. He immediately obeyed, folding his hands neatly on the table in front of him. Bastienne took a seat herself, unable to resist grinning at the sight of her little toilet slave so eager to please her.
She began to eat, savoring every bite of the freshly baked croissants that were still warm from the oven. Mr. Piggy watched her intently, his eyes never leaving her face as he waited patiently for permission to eat as well. Finally, when she had finished her meal, she looked up at him and nodded her head.
"Now it's time for your feeding," she purred, her voice dripping with sinister delight. Mr. Piggy let out a soft whimper of anticipation as he knew what was coming next. He slowly rose from his seat and walked over to where he kept his training toilet setup hidden away in a corner of the kitchen.
Bastienne followed him, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she watched him meticulously prepare everything just as she had instructed him to. She loved seeing him so devoted to his role as her toilet slave, his every action driven by his desire to please her.
As she sat down on the toilet seat, legs spread wide apart, Mr. Piggy kneeled in front of her, his head bowed in submission. She lifted his chin gently with her fingers, forcing him to meet her eyes. "Are you ready,Mr. Piggy?" she whispered softly, her breath tickling his ear.
His only response was a single nod, his entire body trembling with anticipation. With a wicked smile playing on her lips, Bastienne lowered her head towards his naked behind, slowly parting his cheeks with her fingers. Mr. Piggy groaned softly as he felt the cool air brushing against his sensitive hole, his entire body tensing up in anticipation of what was coming next.
And then, suddenly, Bastienne's warm lips were pressed against the sensitive skin of his anus, kissing and licking him gently. Mr. Piggy let out a sharp cry of pleasure, his body jerking forward involuntarily as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. He could feel her tongue probing deep inside him, teasing and massaging his prostate until he thought he would cum right then and there.
But then, just as suddenly as it had started, it stopped. Bastienne pulled away from him, her lips leaving a trail of wetness behind on his skin. She licked her lips greedily, her eyes fixed on the small puddle of her own saliva and Mr. Piggy's pre-cum that had gathered at the base of his shaft.
"That's it, Mr. Piggy," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "Now it's time for your reward." Before he could react, she reached down and grabbed hold of his bare cock, guiding it towards her mouth. Mr. Piggy couldn't believe what was happening - his own mistress was going to give him the release he had been denied for so long?
Bastienne took his straining cock into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around the head as she started to bob her head up and down on his shaft. Mr. Piggy's world exploded in a symphony of pleasure as he felt her skilled tongue dancing around his frenulum, driving him closer and closer to the edge of the abyss.
And then, just as he thought he couldn't take anymore, she stopped, pulling back from his throbbing cock with a bright smile on her lips. "Not yet," she whispered teasingly. "Save it for the better part."
She stood up from her crouch and turned to face him, walking backwards towards the toilet bowl. Mr. Piggy watched her in awe, his entire body trembling with anticipation as he knew what was coming next. As he reached the toilet bowl, Bastienne positioned herself directly over it, lowering her soft supple ass onto the cold porcelain just as Mr. Piggy's cock erupted like a geyser, spraying hot load after hot load onto her pale white skin.
He let out a long, shuddering moan of pleasure as he felt his seed pouring out of him, coating her perfect ass in a thick layer of his own seed. Bastienne remained stock still, her body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, the warmth of her climax mingling with the coolness of her toilet slave's semen.
When it was finally over, Mr. Piggy gently helped his mistress to her feet, his eyes never leaving her face as she looked down to examine the mess he had made. "Well done,Mr. Piggy," she purred, running her fingers through the thick white fluid that coated her bottom. "Your feeding was a success."
With a satisfied smile on her lips, Bastienne turned and made her way back to the kitchen table, where she sat down and began to clean up while Mr. Piggy watched her worshipfully from across the room. It was now time for him to return to his toilet bowl, to patiently wait for his next feeding and the chance to serve his beloved mistress once more.
