Goddess Tempest lay on her side, her ass pointed towards the camera as she prepared for the session ahead. She wore nothing but a pair of golden tiara and some high heels, her long, silky hair cascading down her back. The goddess was in control and it showed in the way she positioned herself.
A servant knelt before her, his head between her legs, his eyes locked on the goddess's shit-filled asshole. His tongue was already wet and eager, waiting to taste every bit of her excrement. As he looked up at her, Goddess Tempest grinned wickedly.
"Take a deep breath," she purred, her voice thick with lust.
The servant obeyed without hesitation, inhaling deeply as he prepared for what was to come. He couldn't believe he was about to perform this intimate act on someone as beautiful and powerful as Goddess Tempest.
Without warning, she pushed out the first turd, a massive chunk of shit that slid out of her ass and onto his tongue. He immediately began to work his magic, using his tongue to push the warm, fetid mass into his mouth and down his throat. He groaned in pleasure as the shit filled his mouth, the taste of earthiness and decay mixing with the goddess's musky scent.
As he struggled to keep up with the flow of shit coming from her asshole, Goddess Tempest continued to grind her hips against the floor, encouraging him to take in every last drop of her feces. She moaned in ecstasy, her orgasm building with each passing moment.
Finally, she pushed out the last turd and gently eased her anus closed. She gazed down at the servant, who was now covered in a thick layer of her shit. His tongue was blood-red from all the probing he had done deep into her bowels.
"That was the most satisfying shit I've taken in someone's mouth in a long time," Goddess Tempest said, her voice hoarse with passion. "Your tongue has been very good to me."
The servant looked up at her, his eyes shining with admiration. He knew he had pleased her, and that was all that mattered.
With a final smile, Goddess Tempest rose from her position, leaving the servant covered in a pile of his own waste. He watched her retreat into the shadows, already anticipating their next encounter. He knew he would do anything for her, no matter how depraved or taboo it might seem. Because to worship at the feet of such a powerful goddess was worth every humiliating moment.
