Mistress Sabina gazed down at the pathetic figure on his knees before her, his eyes pleading for mercy. The slave had been hers for months now, ever since she'd spotted his potential to serve her unique desires. She couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction as she surveyed her property. His green eyes were rimmed with tears, but it didn't stop him from staring up at her with adoration.
"Mistress," he whimpered, his voice trembling. "I am ready to serve you."
With a nasty grin, Mistress Sabina straddled his hunched back, letting her weight settle onto his shoulders. She reached down between her legs, feeling her slick folds and the bulge of his erection pressing against her. Without another word, she leaned forward, pressing her lips to his ear.
"Today," she whispered, her hot breath making him shiver, "I want you to be my personal toilet."
His heart sank. He knew what she meant; he'd done this before. But he couldn't deny her. He nodded silently, his throat constricting. He watched as Mistress Sabina rose gracefully, turning her back to him. A moment later, she let out a loud, wet fart.
The putrid stench assailed his nostrils as he reached up, untying the strings on her silk robe. As soon as it fell to the ground, revealing her perfect round ass, he lowered his head obediently, prepared to do his duty. The moment he felt the warm splat against his tongue, he started to gag, eyes watering. But Mistress Sabina was quick to remind him of the consequences if he failed.
"Swallow," she said harshly, smacking his head with the handle of a wooden spoon. "Or would you like a taste of this?"
He shook his head violently, tears streaming down his cheeks now. With a growl of frustration, Mistress Sabina grabbed his face roughly, forcing him to open his mouth wider. As he struggled to breathe, she pushed the turd further down his throat until he finally gagged and swallowed convulsively.
"Better," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now, clean me up."
The slave couldn't take any more of the disgusting taste in his mouth, so he gratefully lapped at her asshole, cleaning himself with her fresh shit. He felt her hand on his head, pushing him closer, and he moaned pathetically, hoping she wouldn't notice the trail of tears running down his cheeks. He kept cleaning, hoping that this time would be the last.
But Mistress Sabina had other plans for him. As he finished, she stepped back, allowing him to see her naked form. She smiled cruelly at his erection, which sprang back to life at the sight of her perfect body.
"Since you seem to enjoy that so much," she purred, straddling him once again, "I think it's only fair that I reward you."
Without warning, she lowered her ass onto his face, letting him taste her sweet pussy. He started to lap at her eagerly, forgetting all about his miserable existence for a moment. Until she grabbed his ears painfully and growled into his ear.
"Don't you forget, slave," she warned. "You're still my toilet."
And with that, she grinned wickedly and pushed a turd into his mouth. The taste of shit mixed with her sweet nectar, and he felt himself start to gag again. But this time, he welcomed the pain, knowing that it was the price he had to pay to taste his Mistress, even if it was just for a moment.
