Lady M was in a playful mood today. She had decided to give her toilet a double dose of humiliation and degradation. After all, he was her personal pet and she could do whatever she wanted with him.
First Things First
They had already gone through their morning routine. She had awoken him, forced him to perform various tasks such as making her breakfast and cleaning up the house. She enjoyed seeing him struggle to please her while maintaining his own sense of dignity.
It was time for the first feeding. Lady M led her toilet into the bathroom where she sat down on the toilet seat, her long white legs dangling enticingly in front of him. She patted the edge of the bathroom sink beside her, indicating for him to stand beside her.
Slowly, she lowered herself onto the cool porcelain of the toilet seat. She smirked as she watched the nervous twitches in his eyes and saw the beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Without any warning, she pulled her panties down, revealing her plump, round derriere.
With a sigh of relaxation, Lady M began to defecate, giving him a clear view of her feces as it slowly slid out of her anus and plopped into the toilet bowl. The stench of her shit filled the air, causing him to gag slightly.
Lady M chuckled at his reaction and reached for a tissue nearby, using it to wipe away any excess feces that might have landed on the edge of the toilet seat or the floor. She then flushed the toilet, watching with delight as the water rushed through the bowl, pushing her waste further down the drain.
Lady M stood up and walked over to where he stood, her behind still exposed to him. She paused for a moment, savoring the discomfort she knew she was causing him. She then turned around, pulling up her panties and smirking at him.
"Well," she said, her voice full of amusement. "You enjoyed that, didn't you?"
His reply was mangled by his shame and embarrassment. He couldn't even bring himself to look at her as he nodded mutely.
"Good boy," she cooed, ruffling his hair gently. "Now it's time for the second part of your little treat."
The Second Course
Lady M led him into the bathroom again, this time he knew what was coming. She pointed towards the bathtub and told him to climb in. As he obeyed, she turned on the faucet, filling the tub with warm water.
Once he was settled, Lady M climbed into the tub behind him, once again revealing her plump ass to him. She reached for a bottle of liquor on the nearby shelf and poured some of it into the tub. The sweet, pungent smell of alcohol mixed with the lingering aroma of her shit, making him feel lightheaded.
Lady M reached into her pantyhose and retrieved a wad of damp fabric. She grinned as she revealed it to be her used panties, still filled with her shitty waste from earlier. She tossed them into the tub, causing it to churn and froth as the liquor mixed with her excrement.
She then pointed at his crotch. "You know what to do," she said with a wicked grin.
Reluctantly, he reached down and undid his pants, freeing his hard cock. He took a deep breath before submerging himself into the fetid mixture, working his cock up and down in the sludge. He tried not to gag as he felt the warm, sticky mass coat his skin.
"That's it," Lady M purred, running her fingers through his hair. "Take your time. Enjoy every last drop."
As he continued to stroke himself in the noxious mess, Lady M leaned back in the tub, watching him with unbridled pleasure. Her chest heaved slightly as she let out a contented sigh. She couldn't help but feel satisfied with her dominant display of power over her helpless pet.
After what seemed like an eternity, Lady M finally reached out and pulled him out of the tub. She rinsed off his cock with warm water before drying him off gently. She then led him to the bedroom, where he was left to clean up the rest of the mess she had left him.
As he worked, he couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of humiliation and excitement. Despite all the degradation he was subjected to, there was something about Lady M that made him crave more. He knew their relationship was twisted and unconventional, but he couldn't help but be drawn to her.
And so, the cycle continued. Lady M would push him to his limits, humiliating him in ways he never thought possible. She would bring him to the brink of insanity with her twisted games and teasing. And yet, he would always come back for more, eager to please his mistress and feed his insatiable desire for her.
