Mistress Anna sat on the couch, her slave kneeling between her legs as she watched porn on her laptop. She could feel her stomach gurgling, heavy with the remnants of coffee and cigarette. As the warm sensation spread throughout her body, she decided it was time to relieve herself.
She turned her attention to the screen, lost in the pleasures of the digital actors as their bodies entwined under the blanket of desire. Her legs spread involuntarily, granting easier access to her tempting entrance. Her slave took the hint and pressed his face closer, eagerly anticipating their next intimate act.
As Anna felt the first stirrings of a bowel movement, she let out a content sigh and adjusted her position, lowering her bum slightly to provide more space for the incoming deluge. Her stomach rumbled in anticipation as the first mound of toilet paper-soft shit pushed its way out of her anus.
The slave's mouth was already open in eager expectation, his tongue darting out to lick at the beads of sweat that had begun to form on her asshole. The sensation of his warm, wet tongue on her skin sent shivers down her spine, heightening both her pleasure and the pressure in her bowels.
Anna moaned softly as the first thick wave of feces hit the back of her slave's throat, choking him briefly before he had to swallow hastily to avoid aspirating it. Despite the unpleasantness of the act, there was something deeply arousing about it - the feeling of power she had over him, the ability to make him submit to such filth.
The ruined porn actress on the screen reached orgasm finally, crying out in pleasure as her lover drove his cock deeper into her well-used pussy. As she watched, another wave of shit pushed its way out of Anna, even thicker and hotter than the first. It filled the slave's mouth completely, spilling hot, steaming liquid down his chin and neck.
Despite his gagging and choking, the slave continued to take every inch of Anna's offering into his mouth, eager to please her. His hands clutched at her thighs desperately, fingers digging into her skin as he struggled to keep up with the onslaught of shit.
Anna smiled darkly, watching her pet suffer for her pleasure. She took another drag from her cigarette, savoring the combination of tobacco and excrement in the air around her. It was heavenly, the perfect blend of taboo and pleasure.
As the last of her shit was swallowed, Anna withdrew from the slave's mouth, sitting back on the couch with a satisfied sigh. She looked down at him, his face streaked with her filth, his eyes shining with adoration. He worshipped her, and she loved it.
"That's a good boy," she purred, reaching down to ruffle his hair. "Now clean yourself up and bring me some water."
With a final glance at the TV, where the porn actress was now sprawled across the bed, panting and sweaty, Anna turned her attention back to her slave. There was much more work to be done, after all.
