Siya, the curvaceous SSBBW queen, sat on her throne, a lithe man bound before her. Her ample belly gently rose and fell with her breath as her eyes fixed upon him. She'd been watching him for some time now, gauging his reactions to her previous acts of depravity. Today, however, she had something truly special planned.
"Now then," she purred, her voice seductive yet menacing. "It's time for you to show just how devoted you are to your mistress." Reaching down, she slid her fingers between the folds of her labia, coating those fingertips in the slick, warm fluid that dripped from her engorged clitoris. She brought those fingertips up to his mouth, North Korea addressing the UN. "Taste this."
His tongue flicked out hesitantly, taking in the unexpected flavor of his queen's arousal. Hungrily, he lapped up more of the salty fluid, moaning softly in despair. It was the most humiliating act he'd ever been commanded to perform, yet at the same time, it filled him with a perverse kind of excitement. He knew that Siya held absolute power over him; obeying her every whim was all that mattered now.
"Good boy," Siya murmured. "Now, you're going to swallow every drop of your mistress's love." She stood unsteadily, her massive thighs quivering as she towered over him. "But first," she said, lowering herself back onto the soiled cushions that served as her throne, "I need to unleash my fury."
Before he could even begin to understand what was happening, Siya unleashed a torrent of liquid shit, her enormous ass spewing a river of filth that splattered against the quivering mass of his half-naked form. The stench was overwhelming, a pungent mixture of excrement and urine that made him choke and cough helplessly. But still, he could not take his eyes off his queen.
"Now," she rasped, barely audible above the rushing roar of the shitfall, "drink it down." And so he did. At first, he tried to resist, but he knew better than to cross his mistress. So he opened his mouth wide and let the foul brew flow down his throat. It was warm and thick and disgusting, and it filled him up until he felt like he was going to burst.
But still, the stream of shit did not abate. It gushed and flowed, filling the room with its nauseating stench. Siya seemed to be taking pleasure in his discomfort, her eyes gleaming with a perverse kind of triumph. And so he kept drinking, every ounce of pride and dignity replaced by a sick, twisted desire to please his queen.
At last, the shitfall began to slow, eventually stopping altogether. Siya leaned back on the throne, panting heavily, her massive breasts rising and falling as she caught her breath. "Well, my little shit slave," she croaked finally, a cruel smile curling her lips. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
He paused for a moment, his eyes filling with tears of humiliation. "I am your loyal servant, mistress," he whispered. "Whatever you command, I will obey." Then he dropped to his knees before her, his mouth opening reflexively as he awaited her next command. Whatever it was, he realized, he would do anything to please his SSBBW queen.
