Mistress smiled evilly, her eyes lighting up at the thought of what she was about to make her toilet slave do. She stood over him, a look of pure dominance on her face as she watched him cower beneath her. "Time for some more filth," she purred in her husky voice.
The toilet slave's heart raced in his chest; he knew exactly what was coming next. As if reading his thoughts, Mistress knelt down and pulled off her red see-through panty, revealing her magnificent ass. She wiggled it seductively at him before reaching into the toilet bowl and retrieving another massive turd.
"Open your mouth," she commanded him, holding the disgusting log above his face. The toilet slave did as he was told, his stomach churning at the thought of what he was about to eat. With a sickening squishy sound, Mistress forced the turd into his mouth, making him chew and swallow every disgusting mouthful.
Once he'd finished, Mistress stood up again and grabbed a bar of soap from nearby. "Now it's time to wash up properly," she said coldly, her voice taking on a teacher-like tone. She started by running water over his face, washing away some of the filth from before. Then she used the soap to scrub him down thoroughly, paying special attention to his face and eyes.
The toilet slave winced as the soap stung his tender skin, but he didn't dare protest. He knew better than to challenge Mistress when she was in this kind of mood. When she finally declared him clean, she gave him a wicked grin.
"Now, you're going to clean my panty," she said, handing it to him. The toilet slave took it gingerly, his eyes widening as he saw the massive cock and balls drawn on the inside. He knew what that meant - he had to put his mouth on it and clean it with his tongue.
As he got down on his knees and started to lick and clean, Mistress moved behind him, her hands on his hips. "Don't forget my asshole," she purred, reminding him of the second task at hand. Reluctantly, the toilet slave reached around with his dirty hands and began to probe at her asshole, trying to get his fingers inside.
Mistress moaned in satisfaction as he did so, and then she leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Now, lick my pussy... all dirty like that tongue of yours." The toilet slave lowered his head obediently, his tongue darting out to taste the mixture of her juices and the filth from before.
As he lapped at her cunt, Mistress reached down and started to finger herself, moaning louder with each passing moment. It wasn't long before she orgasmed, her hips bucking wildly as she came all over the toilet slave's face and neck.
Finally, when she had finished, Mistress stood up and smiled down at her exhausted toilet slave. "Good boy," she purred, patting his head fondly. And with that, she left him there to clean up the mess they'd made together.
