Pretty Fair Goddess's tight wet asshole began to gape open as she hovered over the toilet bowl, her long silky blonde hair cascading down her back and tickling the little slave boy who knelt between her legs, his head buried deep in her pussy as he lapped up every last drop of her pungent nectar.
The goddess grunted with pleasure as she felt her full bowels begin to loosen, knowing that this was the moment her slave had been waiting for. His tongue worked feverishly, tracing the contours of her sensitive flesh, desperate to taste the sweet nectar that was about to fill the air.
Suddenly, like a burst of water from a fire hydrant, a torrent of shit erupted from the goddess's asshole, gushing down onto the slave's face like a never-ending waterfall. He didn't flinch, instead opening his mouth wide to catch as much of it as he could, his tongue darting out to capture any stray bits that might fall.
The foul-smelling liquid splashed against his face and dripped down onto the floor, creating a putrid mess around him. But the little slave didn't care; all he could think about was the overwhelming pleasure that coursed through his body as he was doused in his mistress's foul-smelling excrement.
As the goddess continued to release her waste onto her faithful servant, she watched with delight as he struggled to keep up, his cheeks bulging with each mouthful of shit that he desperately tried to swallow. It was clear that this was exactly what she had wanted; the look of pure submission and desire on his face was enough to make her wet with anticipation for their next session.
With one final burst, the goddess emptied her bowels, leaving her slave gasping for air as he choked on the last mouthful of her excrement. As he finally pulled away, coughing and sputtering, she leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his forehead, her breath still tinged with the familiar scent of shit.
"Excellent work, my little toilet slave," she murmured, running her fingers through his sweaty hair. "Now clean up this mess before I decide to punish you." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving the slave to wonder when he would be summoned again to taste his mistress's sweet feces.
