As your mistress stood over you with a smug expression on her face, you couldn't help but feel both anticipation and dread. Her long, slender fingers slowly undid the button of her designer jeans, drawing out the tension between the two of you. She wore a black lacy bra and panties underneath, creating a seductive contrast against her pale skin.
"Get ready your mouth for your lovely fat food my slave," she purred in her sultry voice, her hips jutting out temptingly as she began to push down her jeans. The bulge in her underwear was obvious, indicating that she was getting ready to feed you something truly special.
Your stomach churned with a mixture of excitement and anxiety as you watched her lift her lacy black panties to reveal her chubby ass. She bent over ever so slightly, giving you a view of her soft, round cheeks, her fat folds spreading enticingly. Slowly, she lowered her thick, juicy shit-covered log towards your open mouth.
Your tongue darted out unconsciously, tasting the salty, bitter taste of her feces, as she held it just above your lips. The warm, viscous substance threatened to drip onto your face, making you wonder if she was going to let you have any.
Just then, she smirked, clearly enjoying the power she held over you. "You know you can't resist my food, my slave," she teased, lowering the log closer to your lips. You couldn't believe how much she was treating you like her own personal toilet, but a part of you was also aroused by the taboo nature of what was happening.
Finally, she let the log descend, it's slippery surface sliding against your tongue and coating the inside of your mouth. The taste was unlike anything you had ever experienced before, both repulsive and addictive at the same time. You moaned in submission, wanting more of her filth.
She chuckled darkly, enjoying the sounds you were making. "That's it, my slave," she purred, pulling out another, smaller log from her waiting anus. She held it over your open mouth, letting you taste the smooth, tangy flavor of her ass. You greedily devoured every bite, savoring the unique taste that only came from your mistress's bowels.
She continued to feed you her shit, alternating between her fat, juicy asshole and her tight, compacted pussy, until you felt sick to your stomach. But you couldn't stop; the addiction was too strong. You had become her toilet slave, existing only to cleanse her body of its filth and taste the perverse pleasure that came with it.
