As the day approached, I eagerly awaited my slave's arrival for our special birthday lunch. My mind was filled with ideas of what we would do together to celebrate this special occasion. I wanted to make him feel extra special and indulge in all of my fantasies. I knew that he enjoyed being part of my dirty world, and today was going to be an unforgettable experience for both of us.
The sound of the doorbell rang through the house, signalling his arrival. I hurried downstairs to greet him, wearing a sensual black dress that hugged my curvy body tightly. My breasts were almost spilling out of the thin fabric as I waited for him to walk through the door.
He looked nervous yet excited as he bowed before me, his eyes fixed on the floor. His cock was already hard in his pants, ready to please me in whatever way I desired. I smiled, knowing full well that he loved being my personal toilet slave.
"Come now, stand up," I commanded softly. He hesitantly rose to his feet, still staring at the ground. "Today is my birthday," I said, running my hand across his cheek gently. "And I want you to make it extra special for me."
I led him into the dining room, where a lavish spread was laid out on the table. He looked astounded at the sight of the food- smoked salmon, caviar, truffles, and other delicacies that I knew he would love.
"Sit down, slave," I directed him. He slowly lowered himself onto the chair, his eyes transfixed by the luscious meal before him. I took my place at the head of the table, feeling powerful and confident in my role as his Mistress.
As we dined, I watched him diligently serve me food with his mouth, taking care not to spill a drop. It was both a sensual and mesmerizing sight, and it filled me with a deep sense of satisfaction. Whenever he finished serving me, he waited patiently for my next command.
"You may have some food now, slave," I said finally, nodding towards his plate. He dug in eagerly, his chewing noises accompanying each bite. Inside, I was grinning like a Cheshire cat, knowing that this was one of my favorite pastimes, and today was going to be extra special.
Once he had finished eating, I motioned for him to bring his throat closer to me. "Now," I began slowly, "it's time for some birthday cake."
I took a generous mouthful of cake and leaned closer, pushing the remainder of the slice into his waiting mouth. He closed his eyes in bliss as he felt the warm cake sliding down his throat. I watched intently as he swallowed every last bite, savoring the taste of the cake mixed with his saliva.
"Excellent job, slave," I praised him, leaning forward to plant a soft kiss on his forehead. "Now it's time for some birthday fun."
I stood up, and he eagerly followed suit, knowing what was coming next. I led him to the bathroom, where I had set up a special surprise for him. As I pulled down my dress and stepped out of my panties, I watched his eyes widen in anticipation.
"Today," I began, turning away from him and spreading my cheeks. "Your Goddess needs a birthday shit."
I heard him gulp nervously as he knelt down behind me, positioning himself perfectly. With one smooth movement, he pressed his tongue against my anus, eager to taste me. I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of his tongue on my most intimate spot.
As I began to leak, he started lapping at my juices greedily. I felt his hot breath on my entrance, making my desire for him grow even stronger. And then, just as I'd imagined, I felt him swallowing my shit- something that always sent shivers down my spine.
We repeated this act of love and domination several times, each more intense than the last. I was lost in the sensation of being worshipped and adored by him, while he was eager to please his Mistress in every way possible.
Finally, sated and content, we collapsed onto the floor, our bodies entwined in a profoundly erotic embrace. The taste of each other was still lingering on our tongues, a reminder of the extraordinary bond we shared.
As I closed my eyes, I knew that this day had been perfect- just as I had envisioned it. With my slave by my side, every wish and desire was within reach. And as long as we were together, I knew that nothing could ever go wrong.
