As I entered the luxurious hotel where my Mistress, Roxy, was staying, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and anxiety. She had texted me earlier instructing me to meet her in the bathroom on the floor below hers. My heart raced as I wondered what depravity she had planned for me tonight.
Stepping into the dimly lit bathroom, I searched for signs of her presence. Suddenly, I heard the click of high heels approaching from behind. Before I could turn around, strong arms wrapped around me, pinning my arms to my sides. A soft moan escape my lips as I felt her body pressed against mine.
"There's my little scat slave," she purred in my ear. Her breath was hot against my neck as she pulled back to reveal a wicked smile. Her long legs strode swiftly to the center of the room where she turned to face me.
"Get down on your knees," she commanded in a low growl. I knelt obediently at her feet as she stepped out of her sky-high stilettos, revealing her perfect toes and the sweet smell of her piss emanating from them. She reached down and grabbed my head, pulling it towards her crotch. "You may worship my feet and taste my piss first before I use you as my personal toilet."
With trembling hands, I reached up and caressed her toned calves, then gently licked the salty droplets of her pee from her toes. The taste was bitter yet strangely arousing. She let out a moan of approval as I lapped up every drop, my tongue exploring every inch of her soft soles.
"Now, on your belly," she ordered in a commanding tone. I complied, crawling on all fours towards the bathtub. She positioned herself so that her ass was positioned directly in front of my face. "Spread your legs and tilt your head up." I did as I was told, feeling my dick harden at the anticipation of what was to come.
With one swift movement, she positioned her ass directly above my mouth, her juicy pussy lips staring down at me. "You may smell me now," she announced mockingly. The scent of her arousal filled my nostrils, making my head spin. Trembling with excitement, I tried to lick up as much of her musky aroma as possible.
Suddenly, she pushed her pussy further down towards my face, her juices dripping onto my tongue. "You like that?" she asked playfully. I moaned in response, unable to control myself. And then, without warning, she did the unthinkable.
I felt a warm, gooey substance filling my mouth. It was her shit! She was shitting directly into my mouth! I tried to muffle my gag reflex as she continued relentlessly, filling my mouth to the brim with her hot feces. Tears streamed down my cheeks from the pain and humiliation, but also from the intense pleasure that coursed through every fiber of my being.
Finally, she pulled away, leaving me gasping for air. I looked up at her through misty eyes, seeing her beautiful face bathed in a cruel smile. "You may thank your Queen now for the privilege of being her personal toilet." I bowed my head in submission, kissing her impossibly high heels before crawling back to her on all fours. "Now, get ready for round two," she chuckled darkly.
As she positioned herself for another round of her vile yet exhilarating treatment, I couldn't help but wonder - how low would I go to please my Mistress? The answer lay somewhere between the pleasure of her dominance and the pain and humiliation of submitting to her every perverted desire.
