As the elevator doors opened, Tara couldn't help but feel her heart race with excitement. She had been waiting for this moment for months, ever since she stumbled upon the website that offered unique and humiliating BDSM experiences. Today, she was finally going to meet up with the notorious Fat BBW Goddess, who promised to take her submission to a whole new level.
The hotel room was dimly lit, filled with the smell of cigarettes and innuendo. In the corner, a figure loomed large, silhouetted against the darkness. As Tara approached, her eyes adjusted to the low light, revealing the dominatrix in all her glory.
The Fat BBW Goddess was reclining on the bed, a cigarette dangling from her mouth as she surveyed Tara with a mix of amusement and anticipation. She wore nothing but a black lace bra and pantyhose, her enormous curves spilling out of the flimsy fabric. Her breasts were almost as large as Tara's head, heavy and swaying with every move she made.
Tara swallowed hard as she approached her Mistress. The Fat BBW Goddess pointed towards the floor, her voice deep and commanding. "Kneel before me, toiletslave," she said with a menacing grin.
Without hesitation, Tara dropped to her knees, bowing her head in submission. She looked up at her Mistress, her heart pounding in her chest. "I am here to please you, Goddess," she whispered, feeling a rush of arousal course through her veins.
The Fat BBW Goddess chuckled darkly, taking a drag from her cigarette. "Good boy," she purred, leaning back against the headboard. "I want you to sniff my pantyhose, link my asshole, and lick my labia. Then, you can suck my clitty until I cum all over your face."
Tara's cock twitched in her panties as she obeyed her Mistress's every command. She brought the pantyhose-clad foot up to her nose, inhaling the intoxicating scent of the Fat BBW Goddess. As she moved up her leg, her lips brushed against her flesh, sending shivers down Tara's spine.
The Fat BBW Goddess groaned, arching her back in pleasure as Tara paid homage to her feet. "That's a good boy," she murmured, lifting her heavy milkshake ass into the air. "Now, link my asshole while you use your tongue to stroke my labia."
Tara buried his tongue deep in the Fat BBW Goddess's folds, lapping up her nectar as he fingers explored her anus. His cock throbbed in his pants, begging for release, but he knew better than to pleasure himself before his Mistress had granted permission.
The Fat BBW Goddess trembled with anticipation, running her fingers through Tara's hair. "Suck my clitty now, toiletslave," she commanded, spreading her legs even wider. Tara dove between her thighs, taking her swollen clit into his mouth, sucking on it hungrily as he massaged her sensitive flesh with his tongue.
The Fat BBW Goddess cried out in ecstasy, her massive breasts heaving as she climaxed. Cum flooded Tara's face, coating his cheeks and nose in a sticky mess. He lapped it up greedily, savoring every drop of his Mistress's essence.
Suddenly, the Fat BBW Goddess sat up, frowning at Tara. "You think this is enough?" she scoffed, reaching for a whip on the nightstand. "I haven't even begun to toy with you properly."
Tara trembled in fear, but also excitement. Whatever his Mistress had planned next, he knew it would be even more humiliating and exhilarating than anything they had done so far.
The Fat BBW Goddess smiled cruelly, stroking her bloated belly. "It's time for you to experience your new purpose, toiletslave. From now on, I want you to empty your bowels into my hands and then taste your own filth."
Tara's heart sank into his stomach, but he did as he was told. The Fat BBW Goddess pulled out a dildo from under the bed, forcing it into Tara's ass until he was full. Then, she took a seat on the toilet and motioned for him to stand behind her.
"You may now begin," she said, smirking at Tara's horrified expression.
For what felt like hours, Tara stood there, helpless as he emptied his bowels into his Mistress's awaiting hands. When he finally finished, she held up a mirror for him to see his reflection in. "This," she said coldly, "is what you have become. My personal toilet."
