As the warm water lapped at my body, I couldn't help but let out a content sigh. The day had been long and exhausting, but there was nowhere else I'd rather be than in my own personal space. I lathered up a washcloth with some gentle soap and began to wash the grime from my skin. My fingers slipped against the slick porcelain of the tub as I cleaned around my sensitive nipples, taking care not to rub them too roughly against the surface.
But as much as I loved relaxing in the tub, there was always one part of my body that needed attention - my asshole. It had been working overtime all day, pushing out endless streams of thick, black cum in response to my unyielding desire. And now, as my brain began to relax and unwind with the rest of my body, it signaled for another release.
I leaned against the cool tiles behind me, feeling the hard edges dig into my shoulders pleasantly. Slowly but surely, I started to push out a nice soft load of shit while sitting on the side of my tub. It was warm and thick, coating the opening of my anus as it pushed out. I moaned softly as it hit the water, sending ripples across the surface.
But my moment of pleasure was short-lived. As soon as the last of the shit left my body, I glanced down in horror. I had somehow managed to get shit all over my ass cheeks. I groaned in frustration, knowing full well who would be tasked with cleaning it up.
"Kneel down, slave," I commanded, my voice laced with authority. The person in question immediately dropped to their knees, their head bowed in submission. Without a word, I grabbed the soiled washcloth and handed it to them. They took it gratefully, and before I could say anything else, their warm, soft lips were pressed against my asshole.
The feeling of their tongue swirling around my tight opening sent shivers down my spine. I could feel my cock hardening once again beneath the warm water, and I knew that this time, it wouldn't take much to make me cum. But for now, I contented myself with watching as the slave used their tongue and fingers to clean every last bit of shit from my body.
It seemed like an eternity before they were finally done. The water was a murky brown mess, and yet somehow, my skin felt cleaner than it had in days. "Now get in here," I said, gesturing for them to climb into the tub with me. They did as they were told, kneeling behind me as I reclined against the back of the tub.
The warm water lapped against my skin, and I couldn't help but sigh contentedly. As long as there were people like this who could appreciate my ebony beauty - both inside and out - I knew that I would always be content.
