As I sit on my golden toilet throne, my wrathful eyes peer down at the pathetic toilet slave kneeling before me. His teary gaze is fixed on my ass, awaiting the glorious moment when my massive shit will be unleashed into his waiting mouth.
"Are you ready, toilet slave?" I purred, reaching back to spread my cheeks wide open. "Because I sure am!"
With a triumphant smirk playing across my lips, I leaned forward slightly, letting gravity do its work as my enormous turd slid out of my tight anus and into his open mouth. His eyes rolled back in his head as he struggled to throat my shit down without gagging, still staring up at me with a mix of awe and fear.
Slowly, I lowered my trembling hand to my dripping pussy, rubbing the sensitive skin around my clit to further stimulate myself as I watched him devour my shit. His cock, bound tightly in a cock cage, throbbed painfully against his pelvis, begging for release that it would never know until long after this session was over.
My hips began to buck and grind against the churning waves of orgasmic relief that coursed through my body, my mouth opening wide in a scream of pure pleasure. "Oh yes, that's it, toilet slave!" I hissed between clenched teeth. "Eat my shit!"
He continued to consume my feces, his lips and tongue working frantically against the relentless onslaught of my shit-covered fingers. His eyes, clear now of tears, were filled with a new kind of arousal - the kind that came from knowing he was completely at my mercy.
As the final drops of my pussy juice leaked out onto the cold toilet floor, signaling the end of my climax, I released a sigh of satisfaction. "Very good, toilet slave," I purred, leaning back against the golden throne with a smirk. "Now clean yourself up and get ready for the next round."
