It was a typical day in the lavish mansion owned by the beautiful and alluring Dominatrix named Mistress, and her faithful toiletslave, Michael. Today, Mistress had a craving for something different; she wanted to use Michael's body as her personal waste receptacle. The thought of peeing and shitting directly onto his hard cock and into his mouth excited her. She ordered him to clean the bathroom and prepare for her arrival.
As Michael scrubbed the tiles and sprayed the air freshener, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of humiliation and arousal. His heart raced with anticipation at the thought of what was to come. When Mistress finally entered the bathroom, she went straight for the toilet, not even bothering to use it properly. She crouched down low, positioning her perfect ass right in front of Michael's face. Her gorgeous, full cheeks were bulging with fresh shit that she had just produced.
Without any hesitation, Mistress used her gloved hand to roughly spread the steaming hot feces around on his tongue. "Taste your mistress's shit, toiletslave," she ordered sternly. Michael moaned in submission as the putrid taste filled his mouth, but he couldn't deny the rush of pleasure it gave him. He savored every single droplet, eager to please his Mistress.
Satisfied with his performance, Mistress stood up and turned to face him. She was wearing a sexy, black fishnet body suit that accentuated her curvy figure. Her shapely legs were slightly apart, and a puddle of urine had formed around her shiny, black high heels. She positioned herself directly in front of him, teasingly rubbing her wetness against his cock. "You want this?" she purred, arching one eyebrow invitingly.
Michael could barely contain himself. He nodded vigorously, anxious for what was to come next. Mistress smiled coldly and moved her body back and forth, slowly grinding her pussy against his rigid cock. The sensation was mind-blowing, but he knew better than to moan out loud. He gritted his teeth and locked his jaw tightly, preparing for the inevitable.
Just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, Mistress stopped moving. She threw her head back and let out a long, loud stream of piss directly onto his cock and balls, soaking them both instantly. The warm liquid felt deliciously wicked as it dripped down his shaft and pooled at the base of his shivering form. She looked down at him for a moment, considering her next move. Then, she turned her attention back to the toilet.
"Now it's time for some really good stuff," she announced, grinning wickedly. "I need to take a nice big shit. You're going to open wide and catch it all in your mouth." Michael opened his mouth as wide as it would go, salivating uncontrollably. He watched, transfixed, as Mistress released a massive turd from her tight ass. It landed with a splat right into his waiting mouth, filling it completely.
She giggled cruelly as he gagged and choked on the hot, viscous mass. "Swallow it all, toiletslave," she commanded. And so he did, forcing the disgusting mixture down his throat. When he finally managed to swallow, he looked up at his Mistress with a combination of adoration and disgust in his eyes.
"That's a good boy," she purred, smiling deviously. "Now get ready for round two."
