As Mistress Luna arrived at their mountain retreat, she was pleased to see that her loyal toiletslave Faith had set up the Jacuzzi in the garden for her relaxation. The scent of lavender and roses filled the air as she disrobed, revealing her curvaceous body glistening with sweat under the moonlight.
"Well, Faith, how do you like living in a place like this with me?" she asked with a smirk, knowing full well the answer.
"I'm honored to be here with you, Mistress Luna," Faith replied, his eyes lowered in subservience.
With a wave of her hand, Mistress Luna signaled for him to join her in the hot tub. He quickly knelt by her side, his naked body glistening from the water droplets that clung to it.
"The water temperature is perfect, mistress. Shall I begin to wash your body?" he asked, knowing that this was part of his duties as her loyal toiletslave.
"Yes, Faith. Start with my feet and work your way up," she commanded.
As Faith began to wash every inch of her mistress's body, Mistress Luna closed her eyes, allowing herself to be transported by the sensations of the warm water and her slave's attentive touch.
Satisfied with Faith's work, Mistress Luna stood up from the jacuzzi and ordered him to lie down on a nearby chaise longue. She stroked his cock teasingly, gauging his reaction as she watched him squirm in anticipation.
"You want me to suck your cock, mistress?" he asked, his tone trembling with desire.
With a smirk, Mistress Luna leaned over and teased his entrance with her tongue before taking him deep into her throat. She savored the feel of his hot cum filling her mouth as she continued to stroke his cock with her free hand.
Satisfied with her slave's release, Mistress Luna climbed out of the jacuzzi and dried herself off. As she walked back into the house, she noticed the distinct aroma of feces wafting towards her. Following the smell, she saw Faith on his hands and knees, his ass upturned and exposed.
"You disgusting creature," Mistress Luna snarled as she knelt behind him. "I bet you can't even keep yourself clean."
Without further warning, she inserted her fingers into his tight asshole, feeling the heat of his body seep through her latex-clad fingertips. She pushed in deeper, feeling his anal muscles clench around her fingers as if in protest.
"Eat your own shit, Faith," she commanded, her voice dripping with contempt.
Reluctantly, Faith lowered his mouth to the mess she had made on the floor. The taste of his own feces filled his mouth as he lapped up every last drop. Mistress Luna, watching with amusement, pulled her fingers out of his ass and wiped them clean on a tissue.
"Your job is to clean this up, slave," she said, walking away to retire for the night.
Faith, his mind reeling from the combination of pleasure and humiliation he had just experienced, slowly pulled himself to his feet. The taste of shit still lingered on his tongue as he began the arduous task of cleaning up his own mess.
