The day had finally arrived. After weeks of anticipation and preparation, I was ready to serve my first client at the Love to Shit Girls agency. As I walked into the elegant foyer, butterflies fluttered in my stomach, but I tried to remain calm and composed. This was what I had trained for, after all.
I smoothed down my black skirt, adjusting it over the tight white bodysuit I wore underneath. The suit was designed to make my ass look absolutely perfect, and judging by the impressed looks on the faces of the male receptionists, it had achieved its goal. They greeted me with nods and barely concealed lust, their eyes drifting down to my rounded buttocks as they led me through the luxurious mansion.
Finally, I was brought before my client: a tall, handsome man in a bespoke suit. He stood tall and imposing, his eyes dark and hungry. He gestured for me to approach him, and I did so nervously, my heels clicking against the marble floor.
"You must be my new toy," he purred, his voice deep and commanding. "Are you ready to serve your master?"
I swallowed hard, nodding vigorously. "Yes, sir," I whispered. "I was born to serve your perfect asshole and always ready for your huge shit!"
He chuckled darkly, his lips curling into a smile that sent shivers down my spine. "Indeed, you were," he murmured before reaching out and tracing a finger down the crack of my ass. "You're so tight and ready...just as I like them."
I bit my lip to stifle a moan as he continued to touch me, his fingers teasingly stroking through my slit. Finally, he gave one last, firm squeeze before stepping back and towering over me.
"Take off your clothes," he commanded, his voice now harsh.
I obeyed without question, shivering as the cool air brushed against my heated skin. I pulled the skirt off slowly, teasing him before finally stepping out of it completely. Then, with trembling hands, I unclasped my bra, revealing my perky tits to his hungry gaze.
He circled me like a predator, his eyes raking over every inch of my naked body. Finally, he stopped behind me and gripped my hips firmly, pulling me back against him so that his rigid cock pressed into my wet pussy. With a gasp, I closed my eyes and squirmed against him, desperate for him to fill me up.
"Yes," he growled, his hot breath against my ear sending shivers down my spine. "Such a good little toy."
And with that, he slammed into me, driving his cock deep into my throbbing pussy with one powerful thrust. I cried out in pain and pleasure, my knees buckling as I felt him filling me up. But through the pain and the pleasure, there was one thought that continued to race through my mind: this was what I was born to do. To serve my master and satisfy his every desire.
