Double Trouble - Standing Shit Domination Of POV Slave

Get on your knees, slave. You know what to do. Lick the filthy floor where I've just dropped my shit. It's time for your double dose of humiliation, you dirty faggot. I'm going to stand over you, dropping shit as I please, knowing full well that your pathetic existence revolves around serving me. I can feel your heart race as you await my crap, even while being degraded — it's simply uncontrollable.

You can almost taste the sickening sweetness of my feces as you kneel before me, your nose just inches away from the floor. Begging for my permission to consume my waste, you tell me how much you love it when I stand over you and shit on you, how it makes you feel so dirty and cum all over yourself. You're a complete loser, just begging to be used as my personal toilet slave — and I love every minute of it.

With each passing moment, your anticipation grows stronger. Your dick twitches against the cold concrete floor as you await my next command; all thoughts of pleasure or release long forgotten in favor of servicing your depraved mistress. Your mind whirls with images of me standing above you, dropping shit at will, laughing maniacally as it lands in your face. You can barely contain yourself any longer; you're ready to collapse from the sheer force of your desire.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, those dark eyes of yours fall upon me. My smile widens as I make my way over to you, feeling the weight of my shit-covered feet against the soft ground beneath us. "Finally," you whisper, "I've been waiting all day for this." You know exactly what I'm going to do — and you love it. You can't resist the pull of my filthy feet, even when they're covered in your own shit. It's all part of your perverse fantasy; serving your mistress until she's satisfied.

With one final look of disdain, I bend over and allow a warm, thick turd to fall from my gaping asshole, landing squarely in front of you. The sweet smell of shit fills the air as you eagerly lean forward, working your tongue around the edges of the mess, lapping up every last drop of my waste. You're mine, completely and utterly — and there's no better feeling than knowing that you'll be spending the rest of your life at my feet, worshipping my asshole and cleaning up my messes.