As Christina's toilet slave, I anxiously awaited her arrival. She had been with her boyfriend overnight and I hoped she didn't go to the bathroom there. I knew I had a task ahead of me; Christina had not gone to the toilet in three days as per my request.
When she finally arrived, I could sense the urgency in her step. She hurried into the room and closed the door behind her. "I need to shit," she said bluntly.
I nodded, trying to hide my nervousness. I knew this was a serious test for both of us. If I didn't take care of her properly, it could be very uncomfortable for her. On the other hand, if I didn't make her feel enough shame and humiliation, she might not come back to me again.
Christina locked the door and began to undress. She wore a tight dress that accentuated her curves, making it all the more difficult for me to concentrate on the task at hand. But when she finally stood before me, naked and vulnerable, I knew there was no going back.
She sat down on the toilet seat and placed her hands behind her head. "Go ahead," she said softly.
I took a deep breath and leaned forward. Christina's diet had been strictly controlled by me over the past few days, ensuring she would produce a particularly smelly and unpleasant turd. As I opened my mouth, the familiar stench filled my nostrils. It was strong, but not overwhelming. I knew I had to swallow every drop if I didn't want to upset her.
Slowly, I began to consume her shit. It was warm and slippery as it slid down my throat, leaving a foul taste in my mouth. But Christina didn't seem to mind; she watched me with a mixture of curiosity and satisfaction as I took care of her business.
It wasn't easy, but I managed to swallow every last mouthful. When I finally pulled back, Christina let out a long sigh of relief. She stood up and turned around, presenting her now-emptied asshole to me. Her face was flushed with embarrassment, but there was also a hint of pleasure in her eyes.
"Good job," she said softly. "I need a shower now."
As she walked away, leaving the bathroom behind, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. Even though this was just the beginning of our journey, I knew it would be an challenging yet fulfilling one.
