In a luxurious mansion, Mistress Cho arrived home after a stressful day at work. Her servant bowed respectfully as he saw the distress on her face. She walked past him, heading straight to the bathroom with her hand on her stomach. The servant wondered what could be wrong, but decided not to ask.
Inside the opulent bathroom, Mistress Cho locked the door behind her. She looked at herself in the mirror, sighing deeply as she undid her blouse. She hated having to wait to release the pressure in her bowels but decided that it was better this way.
Taking off her panties, she moved closer to the toilet bowl that had been provisioned for human waste disposal. She sat down on top of it, feeling the cold hardness beneath her bottom. Slowly, she lowered herself, wincing at the initial discomfort but pushing through as she felt the familiar pressure building up within her gut.
Her warm, fragrant piss began to stream out, splashing against the sides of the funnel that protruded from it. The golden liquid cascaded down, filling the clear tube quickly until it reached its target: the eagerly waiting mouth of their toilet slave beneath them.
The toilet slave, oblivious to what lay ahead, opened his mouth as instructed, gulping down Mistress Cho's refreshing lemonade. It tasted salty from her sweat and body fluids mixed with it, but he didn't mind. His only concern was to please his mistress.
After finishing her piss, Mistress Cho pushed herself away from the toilet bowl, her asshole squeaking lightly as she stood up. She adjusted her clothing, smoothing out any creases that had formed during her earlier movements.
She took a deep breath, preparing for what was next. Slowly, she lowered herself back on top of the toilet bowl. This time, instead of urinating, she grunted as she pushed out her ass cheeks, revealing her gaping anus.
"Open wide," she ordered, jabbing a finger at the toilet slave. Obediently, the toilet slave opened his mouth, stretching his cheeks apart as well. Mistress Cho positioned herself, aligning her asshole with the funnel that now protruded from the toilet slave's mouth.
With all her strength, she pushed out her asshole, sploshing a stinking pile of sloppy shit onto the toilet slave's face. The toilet slave gagged, trying not to inhale the foul air that surrounded him. But he knew better than to disobey his mistress.
Using his tongue, he lapped up the loose brown shit, eating through mouthfuls at a time. He didn't mind the taste, nor the stench that filled his nostrils. This was his duty, and he was determined to fulfill it with utmost obedience.
As Mistress Cho continued to fill his mouth with shit, she took her time, making sure that not even a single morsel was left untouched. Satisfied with his work, she pulled away, letting the toilet slave retch and cough in an attempt to clear his mouth.
Smiling November, Mistress Cho walked out of the bathroom, leaving the toilet slave to clean up after her. She knew that he would be waiting patiently for her next visit, ready to serve her once again.
