Mistress Jade, the captivating new Goddess of the East, had always been accustomed to a lavish lifestyle. She found immense pleasure in dominating others and making them bow down to her every whim. It wasn't uncommon for her to have a toilet slave by her side, ready to serve her at all times. Tonight would be no different as she prepared for an intimate dinner party with some of her closest friends.
As Mistress Jade relaxed in her luxurious bathtub, she decided it was time to contact her trusted toilet slave. She knew he would be eager to please her, even if it meant being at her beck and call. The call went through, and without any delay, the slave arrived at her doorstep. He was nervous yet excited to see his goddess again.
"Kneel down before me," commanded Mistress Jade. The slave instantly obeyed, his heart racing with anticipation. "Tonight, you are going to perform a unique task for me." The Goddess revealed with a smile playing on her lips.
She got out of the bathtub and instructed the slave to follow her into the lavatory. Once inside, she explained that she had prepared a special meal for her dinner party but didn't want to dirty her hands with it. Therefore, she had an unusual request for her toilet slave. She wanted him to sample the food beforehand and give his honest feedback.
The slave nodded in submission, willing to do anything for his Goddess. She positioned him on the floor directly in front of the toilet bowl and sat down on the edge facing him. She then slowly removed a fine china plate from a box, revealing a sumptuous array of exotic dishes. Temptation filled the air as the aroma of spices wafted across the room.
Without warning, Mistress Jade leaned forward, her plump breasts almost touching the slave's face. She used her fingers to part his lips, and then she teased him with a piece of sushi, running it along his tongue and chin. The slave couldn't believe his luck as he savored the taste of the food. It was unlike anything he had ever tasted before.
Mistress Jade then told the slave to lean back with his hands on the floor and widen his mouth as wide as he could. She straddled him, her thighs pressing against his face, and lowered herself onto him. She moaned softly as he began licking her pussy, enjoying the feeling of his warm tongue on her sensitive flesh. His tongue moved faster, and he explored every inch of her, trying to please her.
As he licked and kissed her, Mistress Jade grabbed a handful of the slave's hair, pulling it slightly while she continued to grind against his face. She stopped suddenly, though, and then sat up straight. "Now it's time for you to taste my real food." She winked, smirking down at him mischievously.
Lifting him up, she sat him upright on the toilet seat and positioned him facing the bowl. With a satisfied grin, Mistress Jade unleashed a torrent of diarrhea into the bowl. It was thick and smelly, and the slave could feel himself gagging at the sight of it. However, he knew better than to disobey his Goddess.
He hesitated for a moment before leaning forward, opening his mouth as wide as he could. Mistress Jade giggled evilly as she proceeded to fill his mouth with the hot, stinking liquid. He could feel the warm stream running down his throat, filling his stomach with her filth. She kept pouring until she couldn't anymore, finally sitting back on the side of the tub to watch him.
The slave swallowed hard, trying not to throw up from the putrid taste. But as he looked up at Mistress Jade, he could see the satisfaction in her eyes. It was then that he realized he would do anything for her, no matter how disgusting or degrading it may seem. This was what being her toilet slave truly meant.
Mistress Jade clapped her hands in delight, pleased with her toilet slave's obedience. She instructed him to clean the mess around the toilet and then presented him with another plate of food. This time, it was filled with delicious treats that she wanted him to enjoy for himself. As he ate, he couldn't help but think about how far he had fallen from his former life. But to him, it was worth it if it meant pleasing his Goddess.
That night, as guests arrived at Mistress Jade's dinner party, they couldn't help but comment on the exquisite aroma coming from the kitchen. Little did they know that a small part of that aroma came from a toilet slave who had devoured his Goddess's shit earlier that evening. But for the slave, it was a small price to pay for the honor of being at her service.
