Miss Dula was known for her unyielding nature and severe demeanor. She was a woman of few words and even fewer emotions. However, when it came to defecating, she couldn't help but show a glimmer of excitement. Every time she needed to take a shit, it was always an urgent matter and she approached it with the utmost efficiency.
Today was no different. She found one of her slaves waiting for her in the privacy of her lavish bathroom. He was kneeling down on the cold marble floor, his eyes fixed on her every move. As she approached him, she couldn't help but feel a sense of power wash over her.
Without any hesitation, Miss Dula quickly unbuckled her belt and dropped her pants to the floor. She didn't even bother to remove her panties; she simply squatted over the slave's waiting mouth. She positioned her perfect ass above his face and released a loud fart before releasing a stream of warm, steaming shit onto his tongue.
The slave moaned in ecstasy as the taste of Miss Dula's shit filled his mouth. He savored every millimeter of the golden nectar that had entered his body, and he chewed on it with the help of the champagne that Miss Dula had instructed him to drink throughout the day. The sweet taste of the champagne blended perfectly with the salty flavor of her shit, creating an experience that no one else could ever imagine.
As Miss Dula finished shitting, she didn't hesitate to pull her finger out of her ass and push it into the slave's mouth. She wanted him to taste her personally, to feel her essence deep within his mouth. The slave eagerly sucked on her finger, cleaning every last bit of shit off of it as if it were a delicacy.
Once she was satisfied that he had finished, Miss Dula finally stood up and wiped her ass with a soft towel. She looked down at her ex-lover with a smirk, "Now, go ahead and fuck yourself with the toilet brush. You know you love it." And with those words, she turned around and walked away, leaving him to his depraved thoughts and actions.
