Mistress Anna was in a rush as always, her day beginning with a hectic schedule that she had no intention of delaying. She was known for her punctuality and couldn't stand the thought of keeping anyone waiting. As she hurriedly walked towards the kitchen, she felt a distinct discomfort in her abdomen. She knew exactly what it meant - she needed to take a shit, and badly.
Her slave, a pathetic worm she kept under her control, was still asleep in his chamber, blissfully unaware of his mistress's morning ritual. He was not allowed to eat until she deemed it appropriate, and today would be no different. Anna had other plans for her bowels before tending to his needs.
She entered the bathroom and locked the door behind her, leaning against it with a sigh of relief. She didn't want anyone disturbing her during this crucial moment. She undid her belt, unzipped her jeans, and pushed them down along with her panties. Her soft, pink anus was still slightly puckered from last night's anal play, but it began to loosen up as the urge to defecate became stronger.
Anna moved closer to the toilet, her bare feet sinking into the cold, hard tile. She knew exactly what she wanted to do - create a big, messy pile of soft shit that would make her slave grovel in disgust and delight. She planted her left foot on the toilet seat, her heel pressing against the rim, and lifted her right leg into the air, exposing her wet, hairless pussy and puckered asshole.
With a grunt, she pushed out a huge turd, feeling the heat and pressure in her bowels release as the first piece of shit slid out of her anus. It was thick and soft, almost squishy to the touch, and coated her fingers as she reached back to grasp it. She didn't mind the smell - in fact, she enjoyed it, knowing that it would be a part of her slave's breakfast.
She continued to push out one huge shit after another, each one bigger and squishier than the last. Her asshole was stretched to its limits, pulsating with each push, but she didn't care. All that mattered was creating the perfect meal for her slave. Her bare feet left a trail of shit on the floor as she moved around the bathroom, her body covered in a sticky layer of feces and sweat.
Finally, she was done. She stood in front of the toilet, admiring her creation - a huge pile of soft, squishy shit. It was the perfect breakfast for her pathetic slave. With a satisfied smirk, she reached over, grabbed a handful, and stuffed it into her mouth. It tasted disgusting, but that only added to her perverse pleasure.
She knew exactly what she would do next. She would wake up her slave and make him clean her feet, tongue, and asshole before force-feeding him the rest of her shit. He would grovel in disgust and delight, his cock hardening at the thought of being so close to his Mistress's putrid waste. That was the life of her slave, and she loved every minute of it.
