The slave awoke early, his stomach grumbling in anticipation. It had been several days since his last meal and even though he knew what was coming, he couldn't help but feel excited. His mistress, Nemezis Queen, had promised him a feast straight from her own anus. She enjoyed watching him worship her shit and had personally trained him to find pleasure in it.
As the sun rose, the slave prepared himself for her arrival. He had carefully cleaned every inch of his body, including his tongue, in anticipation of tasting her excrement. He smiled as he thought about how much she would enjoy watching him eat her shit again.
Nemezis Queen slowly entered the room, her hips swaying sensually. She was dressed in a tight latex outfit that highlighted her voluptuous curves. The slave immediately dropped to his knees before her, his eyes locked on her shapely behind. She ran her fingers through his hair, gently stroking him as she moved closer.
"Oh, hello my little toilet," she purred, her breath warm against his ear. "I've missed playing with you. But today is a special day, isn't it?"
The slave nodded eagerly, his mouth watering at the thought of what was to come. He could already smell the faint aroma of her ass, mingling with his own breath. It was an intoxicating mixture that filled him with longing and desire.
She smiled cruelly, running a long fingernail down his spine. "Good boy," she muttered, reaching back and spreading her cheeks for him. "Now, show me how well you've been practicing."
Without hesitation, the slave leaned forward and began to slowly lick the folds of her ass. He ran his tongue along her sensitive skin, savoring the taste of her musk and the faint tang of shit. Nemezis Queen moaned softly, canting her hips forward to give him better access.
"That's it," she purred, grasping a fistful of his hair and pulling him closer. "You know you belong here, don't you? Eating my shit and begging for more."
The slave didn't answer, too busy concentrating on pleasing her. His tongue darted out, lapping up the drops of sweat and pre-cum that beaded on her skin. Nemezis Queen shivered, feeling her own arousal growing.
"Such a good slave," she whispered, pulling him away from her ass. "Now it's time to feed you."
She lifted her dress slightly, exposing her bare ass to the slave's eager eyes. The sight of her dripping asshole sent shivers down his spine. Without further hesitation, she lowered herself onto his face, positioning his mouth directly over her asshole.
"You know what to do," she growled, sinking her nails into his shoulders. "Eat my shit and beg for more."
The slave didn't need to be told twice. He opened his mouth wide, ready to accept whatever she was going to give him. Nemezis Queen groaned as she felt him take her entire cock deep into his throat, tonguing her ass like a pro. She began to fuck his face, moving her hips back and forth against his mouth in a sensual rhythm.
As she reached climax, her ass clenched tightly around his face, blocking his airway. The slave gasped for breath, sucking frantically on her asshole in an effort to take in some air. But Nemezis Queen didn't care. She was too busy enjoying the power she held over him.
Finally, she pulled away, allowing the slave to gulp down the thick, creamy load of shit in her ass. He swallowed obediently, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Was it good for you?" she purred, standing up and turning around.
The slave nodded weakly, watching as she wiped her ass clean with a soft cloth. He licked his lips, still tasting the faint metallic tang of her shit.
"You're such a dirty little toilet," she said, smirking. "I think it's time to reward you for being such a good slave."
With that, she raised her dress again and bent over, offering him her asshole one last time. The slave crawled towards her, his heart pounding with anticipation. He knew that this was all he would ever want, no matter how degrading or disgusting it might seem to others. He would always be her toilet, and he couldn't have been happier about it.
