The toiletslvae found himself lost in a world of shit and degradation. His Mistress had been using him as her personal toilet for some time now, and he had grown accustomed to the revolting yet arousing sensations that came with it. Today, however, things seemed to be taken to a whole new level.
She positioned herself above him, her glorious ass hovering just above his face as she prepared to unload another massive pile of shit onto him. The toiletslvae groaned in anticipation; he couldn't help but crave the putrid taste of his Mistress' feces on his tongue.
As she lowered herself down and released a torrent of shit onto him, the toiletslvae couldn't help but revel in the filth. His Mistress' ass cheeks slapped against his face, and he eagerly lapped up every drop of the sinful nectar she offered him.
Time wore on, and the toiletslvae found himself struggling to keep up with the relentless stream of shit pouring into his mouth. It was a delirious game of catch-up as he gagged and choked on the overwhelming stench and taste.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, his Mistress rose from her position and turned to leave. The toiletslvae lay there, a pitiful mess of shit-covered skin and saliva. He could feel the pile growing heavier in his mouth with each passing moment, and yet he dared not move a muscle.
After what felt like an eternity, his Mistress's command finally came: "Swallow."
In one swift motion, the toiletslvae opened his mouth wide and swallowed the massive pile of shit that had accumulated in his mouth. It was a hideous, disgusting ordeal, but he couldn't help but relish in the perverse satisfaction that came with it.
As he lay there, spent and covered in his Mistress's filth, he longed for her to return so that he could taste her shit once more. He would do anything for her, even if it meant being her personal toilet slave.
