Lady Victoria, a dominant woman with a passion for toilet play, had been keeping her slave under her control for quite some time. She had trained him well, and he now knew that his place was at her feet, serving her every need and desire. One such desire she had was to use him as her personal toilet slave.
The slave, who remained unnamed, had been experiencing the full brunt of his mistress' toilet training regime. He had learnt to lie down perfectly still whenever she sat or peed on his face, taking great care not to displease her in any way. Over time, he had grown accustomed to the smell and taste of her excrement, becoming a slave to her every defecation.
As lunchtime approached, Lady Victoria decided to give her slave a well-deserved break from being her personal toilet. She let him out of his small cage, where he had been confined for most of the day, and led him to a secluded area outside her lavish mansion. She placed a silver platter in front of him, revealing a steaming heap of what appeared to be food.
However, upon closer inspection, the slave realized with horror that this was not food at all; it was his mistress's shit! The realization hit him like a ton of bricks as he recognized the faint yet unmistakable odor that had become so familiar to him over the days.
His heart sank as he realized that this was to be his lunch - his mistress's shit, served on a platter. He could hardly believe his luck; he had thought he would be free from the stench and taste of feces for a short while, only to realize that he was wrong.
He forced himself to pick up the platter, trying his best to hide his disgust as he began to eat. The texture of the shit was grainy and cold against his tongue, making it difficult to swallow. Sweat broke out on his forehead as he choked down bite after bite of his mistress's feces.
Meanwhile, Lady Victoria watched from a distance, her heart filled with sick satisfaction. She could see the struggle on her slave's face as he tried to force himself to consume every last bit of her shit. It was a testament to his training that he did not protest or try to defy her, even in this most humiliating of situations.
As he finished his meal, Lady Victoria signaled for him to return to his cage. He did so willingly, knowing that it was his place to serve her in whatever way she desired. Tomorrow would bring new challenges, and he braced himself for whatever they might be, knowing that he belonged to her completely.
