Once a day, at the same time, you would find yourself standing in front of the toilet bowl. Your heart was pounding with anticipation, and your cock was already rock-hard, ready for what was to come. The Mistress had given you this task: to serve as her toilet slave. Whenever she had to take a shit, you were to be there to catch it all, to swallow her excrement and taste her filth. At first, you had found the idea repulsive; now, however, after months of serving her in this manner, you couldn't imagine anything else.
Today was no different. Your Mistress sauntered into the bathroom, her ass cheeks already puckering from the effort to shit. She climbed onto the toilet and spread her legs wider, giving you a clear view of her asshole. It was dirty and smelly, but you couldn't resist taking a deep breath of it in. You knew it meant you were getting closer to your reward.
She snarled at you, "You have been rather obedient lately. I am feeling giving today. You get your cock ready, and I will shit all over it. Have you stroke in all my dirty, smelly turds, slow dropping one right after the next. Don't get cocky, though... You must know your place!!
You didn't need any further instruction. Your cock was already in your hand, and you began stroking it quickly, anticipation coursing through your veins. She grunted as she pushed out the first turd, and you couldn't help but feel a mixture of revulsion and excitement as it landed on your cock. You quickly moved your mouth to her ass and began licking up the thick, sticky substance that coated your shaft. It tasted disgusting, but you couldn't get enough.
As she continued to push out turd after turd, you found yourself losing track of time. All that mattered was pleasing your Mistress and receiving her filth. Suddenly, she growled, signaling that she was finished. You felt a rush of disappointment as the supply of shit suddenly stopped. But then she spoke again, and your heart sank even further.
"Don't get too comfortable," she said sarcastically. "You may think this is a reward, but let me remind you of how pathetic your toilet-living ass is!! Suck it all up for this one-time treat, cockroach. My dirty talk is almost as dirty as my ass."
The feeling of emptiness soon returned as you stood there, cock still in hand. The taste of your Mistress's shit lingered on your tongue, a bitter reminder of your place in her world. You knew you were her toilet slave until the end, and there was nothing you could do about it. With a sigh, you resigned yourself to cleaning up the mess around the toilet and awaiting your next task.
