On this beautiful day, Lily DuPont and her close friends enjoyed each other's company at the pool. As they conversed, their eyes often darted towards the toilet slave who stood embarrassed near the edge of the pool, his mouth constantly opening and closing as if waiting for someone to notice him.
Lily, always one with a mischievous smile, decided to make things more interesting. "You know what, guys? Let's all ignore him during our evacuation. It'll be hilarious." Her friends found the idea amusing and agreed.
Soon, it was time for everyone to exit the pool. One by one, they left without paying any attention to the slave. The poor man stood there, hoping against hope that someone would notice him. His heart sank when he realized that they were completely disregarding him.
Finally, it was Lily's turn to leave. She sauntered over to him, enjoying his obvious discomfort. She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't worry, slave. You'll be my last." A wicked grin broke out on her face as she revealed her sadistic plan.
Lily took her time exiting the pool, teasing the slave with her naked body. She walked confidently past him, leaving a trail of wet spots on the floor. The slave watched in horror as she disappeared into the locker room.
Minutes seemed like hours as he waited for her return. Finally, she emerged, her swimsuit gone. She strutted towards him, rubbing her naked body against his, feeling his growing arousal. With a wicked smile, she leaned down and took his face between her hands, forcing him to look into her eyes.
"Now, slave, it's your turn to entertain me," she purred. Lily reached down and picked up a piece of used toilet paper, which she stroked seductively across his lips. Then, she sighed deeply, lifting her bare behind off the ground.
"Open wide, slave," she ordered, and the poor man could do nothing but obey. He opened his mouth as wide as he could, feeling a cool rush of water against his tongue. Lily had pissed directly into his mouth, laughing as she saw the disgust and arousal warring in his eyes.
Next, she moved closer, her warm, sticky ass hovering above his face. "Clean me up, slave," she commanded. The slave used the piece of toilet paper to wipe her ass clean, his face inches away from her perfect round behind. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but he couldn't disobey her either.
Finally, Lily leaned down once again, allowing a stream of dark, thick feces to fall from her ass onto his waiting tongue. The slave closed his eyes, trying to block out the taste and the smell, as he swallowed her filth.
As he staggered away, completely humiliated and aroused, Lily let out a contented sigh. "What a session," she said, smiling at her friends. They all nodded in agreement, their faces showing both amusement and admiration for their fearless leader.
