In a luxurious shower, a stunning 19-year-old Mistress named Tempest found herself desperately constipated. Her asshole was stretched so tightly it looked like it was about to burst. As she prepared to release her massive load in the shower, she couldn't help but fantasize about the disgusting delight her obedient slave would experience while cleaning it up.
Tempest squatted down, letting the thick turd slide slowly out of her tight little hole. It was the size of an oversized meatball, completely filling her rectum. The sensation of relief washed over her as she felt her bowels empty out, and she knew her slave would be ecstatic to taste such a delicacy.
As the hot, steamy water cascaded down her body, Tempest let out a moan of pleasure. She turned to face her adoring fan, knowing that his eyes would be wide with anticipation as he watched the piece of art she had just created. "Now, slave," she commanded with a sultry smile, "come and taste my poop in the shower."
The slave, mind abuzz with excitement and a hint of fear, began to make his way towards his Mistress. He could see the smell already emanating from the thick wad of feces on the tiled floor. As he dropped to his knees, Tempest held out her hand, forcing him to take a huge bite of the gooey turd covered in her soft fecal matter.
He wanted to gag but held back, swallowing the disgusting morsel on command. His eyes were transfixed on hers as she slowly brought the turd closer to her mouth. She teased him for a moment before finally placing the gooey, turd-covered mound against her perfect lips. Her tongue darted out, tasting the familiar flavor of her own shit as she grinned wickedly at her slave.
Next, she pulled him to his feet and, using a condom, instructed him to clean up the rest of her poop with his own hands. He eagerly complied, his heart racing as he dug into the warm pile and scooped up handfuls of his Mistress's shit. The musky scent surrounded them both, heightening their senses.
When he was finished cleaning up the shower floor, Tempest motioned for him to kneel once again. She raised her foot, and without hesitation, he began to lick the thick layer of shit that coated her dirty little asshole. It was an intoxicating flavor, one that mixed her own flesh with the taste of excrement. "MMMM," she moaned in ecstasy, "that's a good slave."
Finally, satiated, Tempest nodded to her slave, indicating that he had completed his task. He trembled with excitement, anticipation, and and indeed, he did feel lucky to be granted such an intimate experience with his Goddess Tempest.
