As the day wore on, Mistress found herself increasingly aroused and in need of release. She summoned her loyal toilet slave, who quickly appeared before her, eager to please.
"Today, my dear slave," she announced, her voice heavy with lust, "I'm feeling particularly naughty. Get me a large toy, one that can accommodate your fat, pathetic body."
The toilet slave nodded obediently and scurried off to fetch the enormous object she had in mind. Mistress watched him struggle with it, enjoying the humiliation he felt as he struggled to carry it.
When he returned, she pointed to the floor. "Now get on your knees and present your worthless self to me," she commanded. The slave did as he was told, slowly lowering himself onto the oversized toy with a rueful grin on his face.
Mistress walked around him, taking in the sight of her slave so helpless and exposed. She stopped behind him and slid her hand between his legs, grabbing hold of his shriveled cock. She squeezed it gently, feeling the softness of his skin under her fingers.
"Look at you," she purred, her breath hot against his ear. "Such a pathetic excuse for a man. But don't worry, I have plans for that little pea shooter of yours."
She stood up and turned around, revealing her heavily perfumed and lubricated ass to her slave. "Now use that fat cock of yours to taste and worship your Mistress's divine asshole," she commanded.
The slave eagerly complied, pushing his face against her ass cheeks and tonguing her tender opening. He fondled her tight pussy lips with his free hand, sending shivers of pleasure up her spine.
Mistress allowed him to pleasure her in this manner for several minutes before growing impatient. It was time for her daily ritual of degrading him further.
"Now, my toilet slave," she said as she turned around once again. "Open your mouth wide."
Obediently, the slave opened his mouth wide, revealing his gaping maw. Mistress grinned wickedly and stepped forward, thrusting her hairy cunt towards his gaping maw. She released a torrential stream of hot piss onto his tongue, watching as he struggled to swallow it all down.
"That's a good boy," she praised him, but there was more to come. She turned around once again and dropped her pants, revealing her puckered brown asshole to him.
"Now, please," she purred. "Use your tongue to clean my precious asshole."
The toilet slave approached her carefully, knowing that any misstep would result in further punishment. He prostrated himself before her and began licking her asshole clean, lapping up any remaining traces of her diarrhea.
Mistress watched with satisfaction as he worshipped her most intimate parts, enjoying the feeling of total control she had over him. Soon, she decided, it was time for the grand finale.
She grabbed hold of his soft cock once again, giving it a firm squeeze. "Alright, my little toilet slave," she said, a wicked glint in her eye. "It's time for you to earn your keep."
She stroked his cock gently, feeling the barely-there erection pulse in her hand. She moved her hand faster and faster, watching as his cock began to throb under her touch.
"This is for me," she purred, her fingers working his cock into a frenzy. "And this is what you get in return."
As she neared the climax of her handjob, Mistress positioned herself above the toilet bowl. Without any further warning, she released a torrent of diarrhea into the bowl, the thick, brown stream splashing violently against the porcelain.
"Swallow it," she commanded, her voice now cold and hard.
The toilet slave opened his mouth obediently, ready to take in whatever she chose to give him. Mistress watched as he struggled to swallow the hot, salty liquid, her face twisted in a mixture of pleasure and cruelty.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the slave managed to swallow the last drop of her diarrhea. With a satisfied smirk, Mistress withdrew her hand from his cock and leaned back against the wall, watching as he licked his lips.
"That's a good boy," she purred once more, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
