Mistress Anna Toilet sat on her golden throne, looking regal and powerful as she surveyed her surroundings. It was summer once again, and her favorite time of year had come: the time when she could train her devoted toilet slave to eat her messy shits. This year, she had big plans for him; she would make sure he ate her entire chorizo shit, and she planned to give him a taste of his own medicine.
The slave had been with Mistress Anna for five long days now, and he had learned his place well. Each day, he woke up to her piss flowing into his mouth, followed by a strict diet of her fresh shit. He had become an expert at cleaning up after her, wiping her ass and tongue with care so that she could enjoy the taste of her own shit.
Today was Day 5 of their routine, and Mistress Anna was feeling particularly horny and hungry for ass. She pushed her juicy, brown chorizo shit into the toilet bowl, watching carefully as it spread out in circles of filth. The smell was intoxicating, and she couldn't wait to force-feed it to her helpless slave.
With a cruel smile, Mistress Anna turned to her slave, who was kneeling obediently by her side. He trembled as she approached him, knowing what was coming next. She unbuckled his chastity belt and freed his cock, which sprang forward instantly at the release.
"Here's your breakfast, slave," Mistress Anna purred, running her tongue around her full lips. "Eat my delicious chorizo shit."
The slave opened his mouth, feeling the warm, putrid taste of her piss from earlier. He gagged as he felt the first piece of chorizo shit hit his tongue—it was bigger than any he had eaten before. But he couldn't disobey his Mistress, so he forced himself to swallow.
As he struggled to keep down the thick, meaty chunks of shit, Mistress Anna watched with satisfaction. She loved seeing him suffer under her authority. She grabbed a chunk of chorizo with her hand and pushed it into his mouth herself, forcing him to chew and swallow every last bite.
Hours passed, and the slave felt like he was going to vomit from the stench of shit coating his mouth. But still, he could not disobey Mistress Anna. He continued to swallow her shit until there was nothing left but an empty toilet bowl staring back at him.
Mistress Anna stood up from her throne, her leg muscles straining against the latex of her skintight dress. She was proud of her slave; he had truly earned his place as her toilet pet. With a wink, she turned to leave the room, knowing that he would be waiting for her tomorrow, ready and eager to please his Mistress once again.
