Mistress Anna Toilet sat on her lavish throne, admiring the human toilet bowl before her. Her latest acquisition, a fit and healthy young man, knelt at her feet, nervous but eager to please. She ran her hands along his chisled shoulders, feeling the warmth of his skin against her fingers.
"You are very pretty," she purred, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "I'm going to take such good care of you."
Seconds later, the young man felt something hard and cold press against his lips. It was Mistress Anna's massive ass, and she was pushing him down onto his knees. He opened his mouth, not sure what to expect, but when the first warm waft of air hit his face, he knew.
"Eat my pussy," Mistress Anna ordered, her words thick with lust.
The human toilet did as he was told, his tongue darting out to lick at Mistress Anna's delicate folds. She moaned in pleasure, her hips grinding against his face as she fed him her succulent juices. When he felt her grow wetter, he knew it was time to prepare for the main course.
"Now," she commanded, standing up and turning around. "Time for you to truly earn your keep."
The human toilet bowed his head in submission as he felt Mistress Anna lower herself onto his face. Her asshole was warm and inviting, beckoning him closer. He reached up, feeling for her wet slit with his lips. As he began to lap at her folds, she let out a satisfied sigh.
"That's it, my little toilet," she purred, grabbing a handful of his hair. "Lick my asshole clean."
And he did just that. For several minutes, he licked and sucked at her gaping asshole, relishing in her moans of pleasure. When he felt her stiffen, he knew it was time. With one final burst of energy, he thrust his tongue as deep inside her as he could, tasting the rich, syrupy sweetness of her ass.
"Oh, yes," Mistress Anna groaned, her voice barely above a whisper. "You did that just right."
She sat back on his face, her asshole still pulsing with pleasure. "Now, for the grand finale."
Before the human toilet could even react, Mistress Anna was pushing him off the bed. He landed on his back, wondering what was coming next. Then, she lowered herself over his face, her plump ass hovering just above his mouth.
"Open wide," she commanded, her voice thick with anticipation.
The human toilet did as he was told, his mouth gaping open in anticipation. A moment later, he felt something warm and wet hit the back of his throat. It was Mistress Anna's first load of the day, a steaming hot mess of feces that tasted both unholy and addictive.
As he swallowed, he felt Mistress Anna's hand on the back of his head, pushing him deeper into her ass. He felt her warm breath against his cheek, and he knew he had to do everything he could to please her. With every thrust of her hips, he slurped up more of her filth, savoring every last drop.
When Mistress Anna finally pulled away, she left behind a sticky, messy trail of shit on his face and in his mouth. But the human toilet didn't mind. He knew that he had just experienced the greatest pleasure of his life, and he couldn't wait for his next meal from Mistress Anna.
