In the dimly lit room, Mistress Iside stood regally over her human toilet. He lay on the ground, naked from the waist down and bound in such a way that his face was blocked by a special tool. His eyes were fixed on her, full of fear and anticipation.
"Good boy," she purred, running her fingers through her long, dark hair. "Now you must remain absolutely still while I use you. After all, you are just a toilet."
With that, she turned her attention to her meal. Carefully removing her tight dress, she revealed that she was already preparing to evacuate her bowels. The smell of her feces hit him hard - rich, musky, and slightly sweet.
As Mistress Iside squatted over him, her perfectly rounded ass descend towards his open mouth. His tongue darted out unconsciously, expecting a taste of her ass. He gasped when he felt warm, firm feces pressing on his tongue. Quickly, he started to swallow instinctively, pushing the strange food past his gag reflex. This was not the first time he had served as her human toilet, but it never got any easier.
While he struggled to swallow her shit, Mistress Iside surveyed her handiwork with satisfaction. She watched as the pieces of shit disappeared down his throat, a small part of her still disgusted by the act of consuming the product of her bowels.
Once he had finished swallowing everything that had come out of her ass, Mistress Iside realized that something was still missing. The meal was particularly abundant and mellow, which all added up to one thing - she needed to give him an added treat.
She thought for a moment, then smiled cruelly. Squatting down once again, she lowered her beautiful, plump ass directly over his open mouth. This time, she slowly released a thick, creamy liquid onto his tongue. It was soft and warm, tasting faintly of vanilla and strawberries. This was her "nectar," as she called it, which she had drunk before defecating onto him.
"Swallow," she hissed.
Obediently, the human toilet leaned forward and swallowed the last of the nectar. By now, his mouth was stuffed with numerous chunks of shit and his tongue was coated in her flavorful liquid.
Mistress Iside watched with satisfaction as he struggled to swallow everything up until the last bite. Finally, she stepped back, surveying her helpless slave as he lay there, his face covered in her filth.
"Good boy," she purred again. "Now clean yourself up."
With that, she turned and left the room, casting a back glance over her shoulder to make sure he was obeying her command. The human toilet slowly sat up, his entire body trembling as he tried to wipe off the evidence of his submission to his Mistress.
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