Mistress Marlena had been dealing with an upset stomach for days, and it was starting to take a toll on her. She couldn't seem to find any relief, no matter how much she tried. Her colon was backed up, and the pain was unbearable. She needed to find a way to relieve the pressure building up inside her. Her standard porcelain toilet wasn't providing the satisfaction she required, so it was time to take things up a notch.
She summoned her loyal submissive boy into her bathroom, knowing he would understand what she needed from him. He kneeled before her, eager to be of service, as he always was. His eyes never left her as she stepped down onto the edge of the bathtub and positioned herself over his open mouth. She felt him tense underneath her, anticipating what was about to come.
"Just relax, my little toilet," she purred, her words laced with a seductive tone that sent shivers down his spine. She slowly lowered herself onto his face until she felt his warm breath on her quivering sphincter. With a deep breath, she contracted her muscles, releasing a torrent of foul-smelling feces into his waiting mouth. She watched, mesmerized, as he swallowed every last morsel without so much as a gag or whimper.
Her second deposit wasn't as large but no less smelly. He greedily accepted it into his mouth, closing his eyes and savoring the taste. Mistress Marlena could tell he enjoyed doing this for her, even though it might be the most humiliating thing he had ever done. She took pride in training him well. The sound of slurping made her heart race with satisfaction.
By the third time, the stench was overwhelming, but she didn't care. All that mattered was finding relief from the ache in her gut. Her bowels squeezed out one final deposit, heavier than the rest. The putrid smell made her gag slightly, but her boy seemed unphased. She finally felt clean, like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
Not satisfied yet, Mistress Marlena moved on to other ways of passing discomfort. She lifted her leg up, revealing her dripping wet sex, and ordered him to lick every last drop of cum that leaked from her swollen pussy. "Thank you, my good little toilet," she said afterward, graciously accepting his tongue-licking service.
It wasn't done there though, as she then handed him a completely empty coffee cup. "Fill it with your best effort," she commanded, watching with delight as he struggled to keep eye contact while his tongue darted out to touch the hamster in his mouth. The sight of her toilet serving her coffee made her heart race with excitement. Once satisfied with his efforts, she took the cup from him, admiring the thin layer of pee on top. "Perfect," she whispered before taking a sip.
The aftermath made Mistress Marlena feel powerful and fulfilled. She looked down at her toilet, admiring his obedience and devotion to her. This was just another example of how well she had trained him, turning him into the perfect human toilet when she needed one. It made her proud to know that he would do anything for her, even if it meant sacrificing his dignity.
