The Luxury of Feces: A Groveling Slave's Narrative
Madam Tulpan, a powerful figure in the underground fetish scene, presides over her throne - a toilet seat. Her willing servant finds himself kneeling before her, his mouth eagerly anticipating the bitter-sweet flavor of his mistress's excrement. She squats gracefully, lowering her delicate derriere across the porcelain bowl and into her disciple's eager mouth.
A warm, soft mass of fecal matter fills his mouth as she releases her first copious turd. He can feel it melting against his tongue, coating his gums and teeth. She continues to shit, filling his mouth to the brim with her feces. The warmth spreads through his body, causing an involuntary moan to escape his lips.
As she finishes her defecation, she pauses for a moment to savor the feeling of her full bowels. Then, with a look of intense satisfaction, she stands up and commands her slave to grovel at her feet. The man immediately obeys, his face pressed against the cold, hard floor as he kisses it zealously. His tongue darts out, eager to taste the remnants of his mistress's shit.
Madam Tulpan casually steps on his back, driving her sharp, shiny pumps into his flesh. She leans down, grabbing a handful of his curly hair and forcefully pulling his head up. Her feces-covered foot comes crashing down on his face, grinding against his nose and mouth. He whimpers, unable to resist the overwhelming urge to taste her feces.
With a cruel smirk, Madam Tulpan reaches down and drags her soiled foot through the puddle of shit on the floor. She pushes her servant's face into it, coating his skin with a thick layer of feces. He inhales deeply, the putrid stench filling his nostrils as he tastes the warm mixture.
Satisfied with his submission, Madam Tulpan stands up, her black high heels gleaming in the dim light. With a flick of her wrist, she snaps her fingers, and her slave jumps to his feet. He stands before her, his body trembling with anticipation as he waits for her next command.
