In the heart of China's bustling metropolis, a secretive scatloving community exists. One of their members, a stunning and wealthy Mistress, rules over her own dungeon. She summons a chubby slave to join her in her lavish bathroom. The slave, shivering with anticipation beneath his loose-fitting silken robe, approaches fearfully, his eyes downcast.
The Mistress stands before him, tall and powerful in her black lace lingerie set. She crooks a finger at him, beckoning him to come closer. He trembles as he obeys, his heart racing faster in his chest.
"Kneel before me, fat slave," she commands in a sultry whisper.
His face contorts into a mask of submission as he kneels on the cool marble floor, his hands clasped tightly behind his back. The Mistress raises an eyebrow at his submissive posture, impressed by his obedience so far.
"Now," she murmurs, "show me what you're really here for."
The slave's face flushes red with shame and excitement. His mistress has tasked him with a filthy job: to lay underneath the toilet bowl, ready to receive her shits and golden shower. With trembling hands, he pulls off his loose-fitting silk robe, revealing his naked body beneath it. He purposely exaggerates his rolls of fat, knowing it will please her even more.
"Good boy," she purrs, watching as he crawls under the toilet bowl, presenting his plump ass to her. She strides over to the nearby toilet, her high heels clicking on the marble floor.
"Remember, no matter what I put in your mouth or on your body, you must swallow and eat every last bit," she says softly before sitting down on the toilet seat.
Her plump, reddish ass cheeks press against the cool porcelain, creating an erotic contrast. She slowly releases a torrent of dark, foul-smelling shit into the bowl. The smell is overpowering, causing the slave's nostrils to flare, but his cock twitches in anticipation.
With a satisfied smile, she grabs a handful of his long dark hair and pulls his head up, forcing him to open his mouth. She carefully pours the steaming pile of shit into his mouth, her fingers brushing against his lips as she does so.
"Delicious, isn't it?" she asks, her voice almost musical.
The slave nods, his mouth filled with the rank taste of her shit. He can feel it sliding down his throat, hot and satisfying. Meanwhile, she takes aim at his exposed body with the jet of golden shower, washing him in a torrent of warm urine. It cascades over his plump flesh, soaking him through to his bones.
As he receives her shits and golden shower, the slave feels a deep sense of connection with his mistress. This is what he was born for, what he live for: to serve and please her, no matter how filthy the task.
After she's emptied herself into him, the Mistress steps away, watching as he cleans himself off and prepares for her next command. She smiles, knowing she has a loyal and devoted slave in her hands - one who will always obey and provide her with the satisfaction she craves.
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