In a decadent and lavish bathroom, the young goddess Tempest gracefully lowered herself onto the porcelain throne. With each gentle push, a thick, round turd slid out of her bare asshole and into the toilet bowl. She took her time wiping, flushing and washing her hands meticulously before standing up and turning towards her slave, a petite 22-year-old woman named Serena.
"Serena, come here," commanded the goddess, her voice filled with authority and lust. Serena stepped forward hesitantly, her heart beating rapidly in anticipation of what was to come.
"I want you to see how good your food tastes," Tempest purred, her eyes sparkling with victory. With that, she took hold of Serena's chin firmly and forced her face into the toilet bowl. The room was filled with the disgusting yet alluring scent of shit and piss as Serena's nose was only inches away from the pungent aroma.
"Taste my shit, slave," she said, her voice husky and demanding. As Serena's tongue darted out hesitantly, tentatively meeting the warm, gooey mass of flesh that was Tempest's shit, her eyes rolled back in pleasure. With each chew, she watched in amusement as Serena tried desperately to hide her disgust and fear.
"Chew it well, slave," Tempest ordered, her hand finding its way between Serena's legs, teasing her pussy lips with a finger. "You're going to enjoy every last bit of it."
Serena's face turned beet red with shame and embarrassment as she swallowed another mouthful of the goddess's shit. Sweat trickled down her forehead, stinging her eyes as she tried to concentrate on the task at hand. It tasted foul, like rotting fruit mixed with soil, but she knew better than to disobey her mistress.
As she finished the last of it, Tempest's eyes glinted with satisfaction. "See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" She taunted, giving Serena's pussy a hard slap before pulling her back up.
"Now, go get me some water," she commanded with a smirk, already thinking about how she would use Serena's body next.
