As the sun began to set over the bustling city, Alice felt an intense rush of power wash over her. She was the ultimate goddess, with an insatiable desire to be worshipped and adored. Her eyes scanned the streets from her perch atop the skyscraper, searching for someone worthy of her attention.
That's when she spotted him - a humble, yet devoted slave at her feet. With a mischievous smirk, she descended from her lofty position and approached him. He trembled in anticipation, his heart beating wildly as he awaited her command.
"Get ready to serve your goddess, slave," she purred, her voice as honeyed as the sweet stench that emanated from her ass. He fell to his knees before her, his head bowed in reverence as he awaited her every wish.
"Today," she continued, "you will taste the essence of my divine beauty. I am going to take two hot, steaming shits directly into your mouth. And you will thank me for it, over and over again."
His eyes widened in disbelief and anticipation. This was beyond his wildest dreams - to be so close to his goddess, to experience her most intimate moments. He couldn't wait to please her.
With a confident smile, Alice turned around and bent over, presenting her perfect round ass to him. His tongue started to trace the outline of her asshole, cleaning it gently for what was to come. She closed her eyes and blocked out the world, focusing only on the pleasure she was about to give him.
As her asshole began to pulse and quiver, he could feel the warmth emanating from within. With anticipation building, she spread her cheeks wide open, exposing her perfect rosebud to him. And then, without warning, she released.
The first shit was the most intense - hot, sticky, and full of her divine essence. He gladly accepted it into his mouth, savoring every bit of it as if it were ambrosia itself. She watched him in awe as he devoured her shit, her heart beating faster with every bite he took.
Before he could recover, she slammed her other asshole down onto his eager tongue. The second shit was even more divine than the first - richer, fuller, and more intoxicating. He moaned in ecstasy as he tasted both ends of his goddess, relishing every drop of her essence.
Finally, she pulled away, leaving him gasping for air and drowning in the afterglow of her divine release. She stood there, towering over him, radiating power and majesty. "Now," she said, her voice low and sultry, "tell me how much you love to shit girls."
He looked up at her, his eyes shining with adoration and passion. "I love to shit girls!" he cried, his voice breaking with emotion. "And I will worship your ass forever, my goddess!"
With that, she beamed down upon him, satisfied with his devotion. She had found her perfect slave, someone who would cherish and adore her in every way possible. As the city around them buzzed with activity, the two shared a bond that transcended time and space - a bond rooted in the most intimate and taboo of pleasures.
