Valentina Lux was a woman of many talents, and she loved having slaves to match her diverse range of interests. This particular slave was one of her favorites; he was young and somewhat attractive, with a body that seemed to be made for unusual tasks.
She began by using him as a living carpet, instructing him to lie flat on the ground as she walked all over him in her high heels. It wasn't exactly comfortable, but the young man knew better than to complain — after all, this was his purpose. She spent several minutes tramping on his stomach and chest, grinding her heels into his thighs and groin, making sure to pay special attention to his erect penis and balls. She loved seeing him squirm under her feet, unable to do anything but take her abuse.
Next, she decided to test his other claimed talent: being a human shit toilet. Bending over him, she pulled down her panties and positioned her sex in front of his face. With a sneer, she ordered him to open his mouth. Then she pushed her engorged clit against his lips, poured her hot, salty cum into his waiting mouth. She lingered there for several moments, feeling his tongue work over her most private parts before pulling away with a triumphant smirk.
Now it was time to test the final part of his claim: that he was a good human toilet. She squatted over his face, allowing him a clear view of the enormous turd she was about to drop into his waiting mouth. With a satisfied smirk, she squeezed out a massive load of shit, aiming it right into his open mouth. As the young man gagged and choked on the putrid mass, Valentina watched carefully, waiting to see if he had what it took to be her perfect toilet slave.
The noises he made were far from appealing, but she was impressed by how well he managed to swallow her shit. She grinned wickedly down at him as he struggled to breathe through his blocked airway, taking in every disgusting sound and motion he made. Finally, she lifted herself off him long enough for him to catch his breath and expel some of the shit from his mouth... but only enough for her amusement, not comfort.
"Tell me," she said, a cruel smile twisting her features. "Are you horny yet? Because I sure as hell am."
With that, she knelt once more above him, reaching down between their bodies to take hold of his still-erect penis. She squeezed it gently, stroking the sensitive skin, teasing him with just enough touch to make him want more. And then she pushed the head of her cock against his asshole, slowly working it inside as she watched him squirm in both pleasure and discomfort.
It didn't take long for her to feel him cum, hot and sticky on her cock. She smiled to herself as she pulled away, leaving him to deal with the mess she'd made of both their bodies. But she knew there would be other opportunities for her to test his talents — after all, relationships like theirs required constant training and refinement. And she looked forward to every moment of it.
