As the evening progressed, Lady Angie began to feel the urge to use the toilet. She turned to her trusted slave, who was already in a submissive position waiting for her command. She looked into his eyes and noticed how eager he was to please her, even at the expense of his own dignity.
"Get ready, my slave," she commanded. "I have to take a dump, and you will be there to serve as my toilet."
The slave bowed his head in obedience and began to undress. His cock, already erect from anticipation, sprang free from its confines. He knew what was coming next and braced himself for the humiliation he was about to endure.
Lady Angie stepped aside to prepare herself while the slave waited on his knees with his mouth agape, ready to catch whatever she chose to give him. She took her time, savoring the power she held over him as she waddled over to the toilet.
"Hold still," she warned him, her voice taking on a sinister edge. The slave trembled at her words as he felt her wetness on his face. He knew it was just piss, but he couldn't help but feel disgusted by the thought of what was yet to come.
As Lady Angie sat down on his face, the warm sensation of her piss filling his mouth made him gag reflexively. She held him there for a few moments, relishing in his discomfort before finally pulling away. The smell of feces filled the air, and the slave couldn't help but gag once again as the stench assaulted his nostrils.
"Now you get to taste my shit," Lady Angie said with a wicked grin. "Open wide..."
The slave did as he was told, his eyes watering from the smell as he waited for her to continue. He felt her weight shift slightly, and then there it was – the first warm nugget of feces hitting the back of his tongue. He couldn't believe what he was doing, yet his body betrayed him as it welcomed the taste of her excrement.
"That's it, slave," Lady Angie encouraged. "Show me how much you love my shit."
And so he did, slurping and lapping up every last drop of her fecal offering as she watched with pride at his submission. This was power at its finest – the ability to control someone so completely that they would willingly eat your own waste.
As she finally stood up, relieved to be done with her business, the slave remained on his knees, mouth still agape in anticipation of whatever came next. But for now, he was content to bask in the afterglow of his latest display of debasement.
