It all started when I was hired as the personal driver for my boss, a beautiful and dominant woman who owned several companies. She was a demanding mistress but treated me well, always making sure I was happy with my salary and benefits. I felt grateful to her for giving me this job that allowed me to support my family while working flexible hours.
One day, I mustered up the courage to voice my desire to be more than just her driver. I told her about how handsome and attractive she was, and how I would be honored if she could consider me as one of her "toys". Surprisingly, she didn't dismiss me outright. Instead, she seemed intrigued and asked me what kind of toy I had in mind.
With an excited stutter, I confessed that my ultimate fantasy was to be her human toilet; to have her use my mouth as a receptacle for her waste products. To my amazement, she actually laughed and said that was an original idea. She told me that she was particularly impressed by my dedication and devotion to her.
After a few days of contemplation, she called me into her office. She was dressed in her usual sleek business attire, looking as stunning as ever. I couldn't help but tremble with anticipation as I followed her instructions to kneel before her chair.
My heart was pounding as she sat down, her perfect ass right in front of my face. She placed her hand on my head and gently stroked my hair. "Do you still want this, my little toy?" she asked softly.
I only nodded frantically, finding it difficult to speak through the lump in my throat. She chuckled and ran her fingers through my hair, taking in my desire. She then leaned forward, practically pressing her crotch against my face.
"Then prove it," she commanded in a voice filled with dominance. "Show me how much you want this."
Without a second thought, I lifted my head and opened my mouth, presenting myself as her intended receptacle. I felt a rush of heat to my groin as I anticipated the bitter sweet taste of her waste. She only grinned mischievously and leaned back, leaving me hanging with an empty promise of fulfillment.
Just as I thought she was going to deny me, she surprised me by standing up and stepping out of her chair. "Get up, slave," she commanded, her tone laced with both authority and desire.
If there was ever any doubt in my mind about wanting this, it was now shattered to pieces. I quickly climbed to my feet, eagerly waiting for her next move. She walked around the desk, her ass swinging seductively in front of me. My mouth watered at the thought of tasting her shit.
"You have to earn this, my sweet toy," she purred, running her fingers through the hair at the base of her spine. "Beg me, how bad do you want to taste my scat?"
I couldn't believe she was really going to let me do this. My heart raced as I fell to my knees, hands clasped together. "I beg you, Mistress," I cried, my voice breaking with emotion. "Please let me taste your perfect ass and clean it with my tongue. I promise to be the best toilet you've ever had."
To my utter amazement, she actually moaned in delight. She turned around, presenting her beautiful ass to me. My eyes widened in disbelief as I saw a glistening turd forming in her rectum, ready to be expelled.
"Say it again," she whispered, her voice full of command.
"I beg you, Mistress," I repeated, my voice quivering. "I beg you to shit on my face and make me your scat toilet."
Her eyes fluttered closed, and I could feel the heat emanating from her as she swayed her hips back and forth. It was a delicious tease, tantalizing me with the promise of what was yet to come. And then, without any warning, she dropped her pants and sat down on my face.
The warmth of her ass enveloped me as she sat down, pressing the thick mound of shit against my waiting mouth. I reached up and began to lick her cunt, tasting her sweet nectar as I waited patiently for the moment I've been dreaming of.
Finally, she leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "Open your mouth, slave," she commanded.
I obeyed instantly, my mouth opening wide in anticipation. With a gentle push, she pushed the massive turd into my open mouth, filling up my cheeks with her warm, sticky shit. I couldn't believe this was really happening. I moaned around the turd-filled mouth, tasting her exquisite scat.
As I was savoring the taste of her shit, she let out a massive fart, sending a wave of putrid gas directly into my face. I gagged a little as the noxious odor invaded my nostrils, but I didn't dare complain. After all, this was my ultimate pleasure.
She leaned over me, her breasts practically brushing against my head. "You're such a good toy," she purred, stroking my hair lovingly. "Now it's time for your reward."
With that, she stood up and turned around, presenting her asshole to me. I crawled towards her, my tongue hanging out of my mouth in anticipation. She watched me as I knelt before her, my eyes locked on her beautifully sculpted ass.
She leaned forward slightly, giving me a better view of her asshole. "Go on," she said softly, "lick me clean."
And so I did. I devoted myself to cleaning up the mess she had made, licking her asshole clean of every last bit of cum and shit. I couldn't get enough of the taste of her ass, the perfect blend of sweet and salty that only she could produce.
As I was finishing up, she turned around and knelt down in front of me. "You see, my dear toy?" she asked, running her fingers through my hair. "We make a perfect pair."
And with that, she leaned in and pressed their lips against mine, sharing a taste of everyone's favorite flavor: ass.
