Fecal Luxury - Shit Jam In Mouth

Welcome to Fecal Luxury, where the art of toilet slavery is taken to a whole new level. Today's feature story is a tale of submission and domination, all centered around a single indulgence - human feces. Our slaves are trained to not only adore the taste and smell of their mistress's excrement, but also to cherish the act of cleaning up after them. With Madam Tulpan at the helm, there's no telling what depraved fantasies might be brought to life in the name of pleasure.

The scene opens with Madam Tulpan, clad head-to-toe in her signature black leather dominatrix attire. She strides confidently towards a submissive slave, who lies naked and helpless on the cold tile floor of her opulent bathroom. Her perfectly formed, aggressively red lips curl into a seductive smirk as her eyes roam over his exposed body, taking stock of every inch of his vulnerability.

Without so much as a word, Madam Tulpan lifts her luxurious black silk robe to reveal her bare, shapely legs. Her right foot presses against the submissive's chest, pushing him down into a servile position. The slave obliges, his head bowed in submission as he stares at the object of his desire. His anticipation mounts as he watches Madam Tulpan step out of her robe, revealing her flawless, toned body underneath.

She strides confidently towards the toilet, her hips swaying hypnotically. Madam Tulpan doesn't bother turning around as she sits down on the elegant white porcelain throne, her impeccably shaved pussy hovering just inches above the open bowl. With a sultry groan, she releases a molten stream of urine into the waiting water. Her pee, steaming hot and fresh, hits the surface with a satisfying splash, causing ripples to radiate outwards.

The submissive slave, meanwhile, has been busying himself with Madam Tulpan's exquisite black high-heeled boots. His tongue traces the delicate curves of the leather, tasting the residue of her stiletto-sharp heel prints. His eager mouth parts ways with the boot, revealing a gaping tunnel of desire. His eyes dart up to meet Madam Tulpan's, pleading for instructions.

She acknowledges him with a nod of her head, and he responds by leaning forward, his mouth gaping even wider. Madam Tulpan smirks, amused by his eagerness. Without hesitation, she lowers her body into a squat, her curvaceous ass hovering just above the edge of the bathtub. With a soft moan, she lowers her bare, perfect buttocks onto the rim of the toilet bowl. The sound of her tight anal muscles clenching and releasing the warm water fills the room, echoing in the tiled chamber.

With a flick of her wrist, Madam Tulpan slides the toilet seat cover upwards, revealing the glistening white porcelain beneath. She spreads her cheeks, exposing her wet, gaping, rosebud-like anus to the eager slave. His tongue darts forward, eager to taste her, as he reaches up with a shaking hand to caress her inner thigh.

His tongue plunges deep into her confines, causing her to gasp and buck her hips in pleasure. She grips the sides of the toilet seat, arching her back as her body is wracked with the intense sensations coursing through her. Madam Tulpan's eyes roll back into her head, her mouth opening in a silent moan of ecstasy as she milks the sensation for all it's worth. Her tight anal muscles contract rhythmically around the invading tongue.

Finally, she pulls away with a sharp intake of breath, her face flushed with arousal. Without turning around, she stands up slowly, her ass still raised in the air. With a soft groan, she releases a bulging log of shit from her tight anus, sending it plummeting into the waiting toilet bowl with a loud plop. The slave watches, mesmerized, as the turd sinks slowly into the water, leaving a trail of murky water in its wake.

With a sultry smile, Madam Tulpan steps away from the toilet, her hips swaying enticingly. She reaches down, scooping up a handful of warm, soapy water from the floor, and splashes it across his face. His eyes widen in surprise, but he doesn't protest as his mistress's shit-covered fingers slip into his mouth, coating his tongue with her fecal matter. He takes a deep breath through his nose, trying to catch the scent of her azazel-tar-covered fingertips.

Her voice [is] low and commanding, Madam Tulpan urges him on, "Suck, suck my filthy fingers clean. Taste the essence of your mistress's ass." The slave complies without hesitation, his tongue twirling around her digits, lapping up every last bit of her fecal finger paint.

As he works on cleaning her fingers, Madam Tulpan walks over to the sink, her high heels clicking against the cold tile floor. She reaches down, grasping the hem of her skirt in her hand, and slowly lifts it up, revealing her perfect, shaven pussy. Her clit, already hardened with arousal, dallies with the tip of his tongue. His tongue darts out, tasting the sweet nectar that trickles down from her aroused snatch.

With a soft moan, Madam Tulpan leans forward, pressing her perfect breasts against the mirror. The reflection of their entwined bodies is almost hypnotic, sending shivers down the slave's spine. She steps away from the mirror, her pussy still shiny with slivers of her own essence. Suddenly, she stops and turns around, her eyes locking onto his. She reaches down, her hand disappearing into the depths of her pussy. With a slow, deliberate motion, she pulls out a glistening strand of her own shit, extending it towards him. His eyes widen in surprise, but he can't tear his gaze away from hers.

With a sultry smile, Madam Tulpan nods once, urging him forward. He obliges, opening his mouth wide, ready to taste. She leans in, tracing the outline of his lips with the fecal strand. His tongue darts out, tangling with hers as he tastes the intoxicating mix of her pussy juices and shit. Their tongues twist and twine, dancing to a rhythm only they can hear.

Satisfied with his response, Madam Tulpan steps back, surveying him once more with an air of satisfaction. "Very good, my slave," she purrs. "Now, get on your knees and worship my asshole." Without waiting for a response, she hooks one leg behind him, spreading her gaping anus wide for his inspection. "Go on," she urges him. "Don't keep your mistress waiting."

The slave obeys, knowing there will be consequences if he doesn't. He kneels down between her legs, his nose just inches away from her rosy red anus. He breathes in deeply, taking in the intoxicating scent of feces and arousal. With trembling hands, he reaches up, sliding two fingers into her tight opening. He massages her insides, catching the glistening droplets of pearly moisture on his fingertips and bringing them to his lips, savoring the taste.

Madam Tulpan moans softly, her hips rising off the floor in time with his ministrations. She leans forward, pressing the heels of her hands against the mirrored surface of the vanity. Her breasts sway hypnotically, tantalizingly close to his face. "Mmm... that's it," she purrs. "You're doing such a good job." Her words spur him on, driving him to push deeper into her gaping asshole with each thrust of his fingers.

With a sudden burst of energy, Madam Tulpan pulls away, leaving his fingers buried in her ass. She steps back, pulling her skirt down over her hips, her chest heaving with the effort of maintaining her control. "Very good, my slave," she says, her voice echoing in the empty bathroom. "You may now clean yourself." With that, she turns on her heel and strides back towards her bedroom, leaving the slave alone in the empty bathroom, replaying their encounter in his mind.

Overcome with a mixture of arousal and satisfaction, he pulls himself to his feet, using the edge of the bathtub for leverage. He looks down at his now-limp penis, still shiny with the remnants of his own precum. He takes a deep breath, mindful of the fact that his body is now the temple of his mistress's desires. With a nod of determination, he steps forward, ready to face whatever new depravity Madam Tulpan has in store for him next.

The story ends here, with the slave awaiting his mistress's next command. As with any tale at Fecal Luxury, this story is intended for adults only, and should not be taken as endorsement or encouragement for any real-life activities. Enjoy, and be sure to visit our site for more erotic stories featuring human feces!