Dirty Jade - scat in hopper

In my luxurious bathroom, I looked over at my loyal toilet slave, Dirty Jade. He had become an indispensable part of my daily routine. His body trembled in anticipation as he stared at the gigantic shit-filled hopper before him. It was time for him to prove his worth once again.

I approached him with a mischievous grin, my heart racing with excitement. "You've been such a good little toilet slave, Jade," I purred, running my fingers through his messy brown hair. "It's time you took your place in the scat world."

My dirty slave looked up at me, eyes wide with fear and excitement. He knew what was about to happen - he was about to taste my exquisite feces. I took the hopper from his hands and slowly lowered it into his open mouth.

His soft lips parted as he silently received the object, eager to please me. I could feel a thrill rush through my veins as I watched him struggle to contain the hopper, his Adam's apple bouncing up and down with each grunt.

Satisfied with his submission, I turned my attention back to my shitting throne. I slowly lowered my body onto the cool, hard surface and began to lose myself in the euphoria of pushing out my supper. The sound of my ass slapping against the porcelain was music to Dirty Jade's ears. He could hear every wet, squishysound as I emptied my bowels into the hopper.

After a few long, agonizingly satisfying moments, I sat up and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. The smell of fresh shit filled the air as Dirty Jade eagerly watched me move towards him. He knew that this was his chance to prove his devotion to me.

I grabbed a wooden spoon from a nearby drawer and began scooping the now-cooled shit into the hopper. The tangy, earthy smell of my feces filled the air as I expertly mixed it with my hands. Finally, I picked up the hopper and presented it to Dirty Jade, who couldn't contain his excitement any longer.

He took the hopper from my hands and began to lower it into his mouth, slowly allowing the warm, creamy mixture to coat his tongue. His eyes rolled back in his head as he savored the taste of my shit, moaning softly with pleasure. I couldn't help but feel a surge of power rush through me – this was true dominance at its finest.

As he finished the last morsel, I pulled off his dirty apron, revealing his exposed cock. It was already half-hard, ready for its next task. With a wicked grin, I pulled out a wet, soapy sponge and began cleaning him off. His moans echoed through the bathroom as he slipped further into submission, his body becoming increasingly sensitive to my touch.

Finally, I grabbed a scat mask from a nearby drawer and slowly placed it over his face. His body jolted in excitement as he felt the cool latex pressing against his skin. This was it – he was now fully enmeshed in my scat world, and there was no turning back.

Dirty Jade stood before me, hopper in mouth, scat mask covering his face. He was my toilet slave, bound to me by our shared love of scat. Together, we would embark on a journey of filth and depravity, each fulfilling the other's darkest desires. And all the while, he would remain nameless – for in this world, he was simply known as... Dirty Jade.