It all began when my wife and I, feeling adventurous, decided to explore some of our deepest, darkest fantasies. We started with light BDSM play but quickly realized we were both drawn to the taboo and extreme side of things. We talked openly about our desires and what turned us on, and that's when she confessed something that left me both shocked and aroused.
She wanted to be my toilet slave. She wanted me to use her as a human toilet, letting her clean up my feces and taste my urine. At first, I was hesitant. It was such a disgusting concept, but the more we talked about it, the more aroused I became. I realized that this was something she really wanted, and I couldn't bring myself to deny her that.
So, we set up a dedicated area in our home where she would live out her filthy fantasy. We bought her a pillow and a mat to sleep on, as well as some toys to keep her entertained when she wasn't being used. We also installed a special toilet with a divide of sorts, so that I could stand on one side and use her as a human toilet on the other.
The day finally came for her to experience her extreme fantasy. I woke her up early in the morning, and before she could even process what was happening, I forced her to eat a massive meal filled with fiber and fatty foods. As she became more and more uncomfortable, I stripped her naked and led her to the toilet.
I stood behind her, holding her hair as she struggled to hold in the growing urge to defecate. Finally, she gave in, and out came a massive load of shit. I watched with a mixture of disgust and arousal as she struggled to clean up my mess, lapping at it like a hungry animal.
Next came the act of coprophagia, where she would force-feed herself my feces. She reluctantly did as she was told, stuffing handfuls of my shit into her mouth until her stomach churned with revolting delight.
After that, it was time for her to serve as my human toilet. I made her kneel in front of the specialized toilet while I masturbated, pouring my hot seed directly onto her face and into her eagerly waiting mouth. She thanked me for allowing her such an extreme honor before I used her as a toilet bowl, much to her disgust and excitement.
As the day wore on, we continued this disgusting ritual, with me defecating and urinating on her at will. She never complained; instead, she seemed to revel in her newfound role as my filthy slave. By nightfall, we were both covered in sweat and other fluids, our bodies aching with pleasure and discomfort.
Months passed, and our taboo relationship grew stronger than ever. We explored other extreme fantasies as well, like her being completely at my mercy during sex or even engaging in cannibalistic acts. Despite how twisted our desires were, we couldn't help but feel a deep connection to one another, knowing that we were willing to explore the darkest depths of human desire together.
