Once Mistress Anna Toilet was finished with her daily routine, she decided it was time to prepare for the awaiting humiliation of her slave. She stepped into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, admiring her perfectly sculpted body that glistened with sweat. She noticed the dark patch of hair under her arms and above her pussy; it was time for a little tidying up before things got messy.
With deliberate motions, she grabbed a razor and began to carefully shave her bikini line, taking extra care around her clitoris and labia. The cool touch of the metal against her skin sent shivers down her spine, heightening her arousal. As she finished shaving, she admired her newly shorn pussy, the soft blonde hairs discarded in tiny piles on the bathroom floor.
Next, she inspected her asshole, puckered and begging for release. Gently, she spread her cheeks apart and took a deep breath, indulging in the subtle musk emanating from her ass. She teased herself for a moment, brushing her fingertips over her sensitive opening and around her tight ring of muscles, before grabbing the razor again.
With determination, she began to shave her asshole, taking care not to cut herself as she rounded each cheek and hollowed out her rosebud. The razor buzzed against her skin, sending tingles through her body as she got closer to completion. Finally, she finished and stepped back to admire her work, gazing upon what she had created: a perfect, hairless asshole and pussy - waiting patiently for upcoming desecration.
Mistress Anna Toilet slowly stripped and threw her clothes onto the floor, revealing every inch of her naked body for her slave's eager eyes. She strutted confidently towards them, her full breasts and round ass swaying hypnotically. "Are you ready?" she purred, her voice barely above a whisper. "Are you excited to taste my shit?"
Her slave, knelt at her feet, looked up at her with eyes full of reverence and awe, a mixture of fear and excitement causing their cock to twitch visibly. They nodded eagerly, drooling anticipation slowly pooling around their mouth as they waited for their mistresses instructions.
Mistress Anna Toilet hesitated for a moment, savoring the power she held over her slave, before pulling her perfect ass apart and releasing a hot stream of diarrhea onto their waiting tongue. The forceful push felt exhilarating, and she couldn't contain the moan that escaped her lips as her slave lapped up every drop of her feces with relish.
As they worked their way through the salty mess, Mistress Anna Toilet slowly began to masturbate, her fingers circling her clit while her other hand massaged her breasts. She watched with glee as her slave's mouth moved up and down her asshole, eyes never leaving hers. She ground her hips forward, pressing her dripping wet pussy against their face, teasing them with the promise of more to come.
Finally, as her thighs trembled with the oncoming orgasm, Mistress Anna Toilet pulled away and lifted her now rock-hard cock, guiding it to her swollen lips. With one final push, her slave was buried balls-deep inside her asshe erupted in a wave of pleasure, her body shaking with the force of her climax.
As she came down from her high, Mistress Anna Toilet leaned down and whispered into her slave's ear, "That was just an appetizer." She stood up, tall and commanding, and watched as they licked their lips clean before pulling them back up into their waiting mouth.
With a wicked grin, Mistress Anna Toilet lifted her ass and said, "You haven't forgotten about this, have you?" Her slave shook their head frantically, no, as they knew better than to forget anything when in her presence.
Mistress Anna Toilet smiled, knowing that her work was done here. She would enjoy watching her slave worship her like a goddess over and over again.
