As the sun rose over the city, Goddess Andreea woke up in an exceptional mood. She had just had a fantastic dream, involving her loyal toilet slave, and she was eager to bring the fantasy to life. After a quick breakfast, she scanned through her messages to find one from her beloved toilet slave. He had sent her a custom request, begging for another chance to serve his Goddess. She smiled and approved it immediately.
The slave arrived at her mansion, nervous and excited all at once. He knew what he had gotten himself into but couldn't resist the allure of serving such a magnificent mistress. She greeted him with a slap across the face, reminding him of his place in her world. "Toilet slave," she said in a dismissive tone. "You will earn your meal today like you always do."
She commanded him to kneel before her, his eyes fixed on the floor. The smell of her morning shit and piss wafted through the air, making his mouth water. "Open wide," she ordered, and he complied without hesitation. She grinned sadistically as she slowly lowered her divine ass onto his face, feeling his struggles for air beneath her weight. "You want your meal, slave? Then take it all in... every last drop."
He gagged and choked as she emptied her full bladder into his mouth, the warmth of her urine mixing with the scent of her feces. When she finally pulled away, he gasped for air, his face covered in her divine excretions. She stood up and slapped him once more, sending shockwaves through his body.
"Now," she snarled. "Lick every last drop off my perfect body. Show me how much you love your Mistress's shit." He complied, his tongue darting out to clean her skin. With each gentle lap, his hunger grew stronger. It was then that he made a mistake - he let out a moan of pleasure.
Goddess Andreea's eyes narrowed, and she slapped him hard across the face. "You dare cum without my permission?" she growled. "You'll pay for that, toilet slave." She grabbed his shaft, already hard with anticipation, and started to stroke it roughly. "But since you love my shit so much," she continued, sliding her fingers covered in saliva into her mouth to gather some fresh drops. "Maybe you deserve a little reward."
She returned her hand to his cock, now slick with her saliva and his own cum, and resumed her cruel strokes. His eyes were fixed on hers, pleading for mercy and forgiveness. But all he found was the fiery gaze of his Goddess. "Say 'Thank you, Goddess,'" she hissed between clenched teeth as she felt him close to orgasm once again.
With a loud cry of ecstasy, he shot his load onto her feet, his body shaking uncontrollably. "Good boy," she purred, her voice gentle for once. "Now clean it up." The toilet slave bowed his head in submission, unable to look his Goddess in the eye. He knew that no matter how humiliating or painful their encounters were, he would always come back to her - because he was nothing without her.
