Double Trouble - Loudly Shitting in Your Face

Oh, sweetie, I can see how desperate you are. You've been waiting far too long to taste my succulent, deliciously harsh shits again. And here I am, finally ready to oblige. But don't think for a second that I'm doing this out of kindness. No, my dear toilet slave, you'll have to earn your place beneath me once again. So beg, beg loudly, beg with the passion and desperation that I crave from you. Beg for your daily dose of my scrumptious turds.

You are so eager as I saunter towards you, and that excitement is almost enough to make me giggle. But no, I'd rather you suffer a little longer before I grant you what you so desperately desire. I can feel your anticipation growing as I hover over your pitiful excuse for a face, bare skin flushed and quivering. And then, Oh sweet fuck, there it is - my beautiful, puckered, shit-spewing asshole just inches from your waiting mouth. It's all you can do to contain your joy as you plead with me, your voice cracking and hoarse from all the begging. "Please, Mistress," you moan, "I need your hot, thick shit in my mouth. Please let me taste you." Yes, that's it, faggot. Show me how much you crave my filth.

I relish the power I hold over you, the way you tremble and whimper at my every command. And just when you think you can't take any more, I finally grant you your wish. A torrent of steaming shit pours from my tight, clenched hole straight into your gaping mouth, and it feels even better than you remember. Your eyes roll back in your head as you struggle to swallow all of my delicious feces, every last drop. I watch with delight as your face transforms into a revolting mess of drooling turd-slurping. It's exquisite, it really is. But I'm not finished with you yet.

No, my dear toilet slave, you still have much to learn about obedience. I want you to embrace your filthiness, to revel in the disgusting nature of your existence. So I command you to rub your face in your own shit-covered mess, to inhale deeply the sweet aroma of your mistress's shit. And as you do so, I continue to pile it on, layer after thick, juicy layer, until you're completely covered in my stinking waste. Oh, the look on your face as you gaze up at me with adoration and disgust, all at once. It's the most glorious feeling in the world. My toilet slave is truly mine now, and there's nothing he won't do to please me.